390/Concert at The Tunnel (with Dazzler)

Concert at The Tunnel (with Dazzler)
Date of Scene:	13 May 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Ravager, Superboy, Dazzler, Starr, Superwoman, 209, Charlotte Maynard

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Ravager has posed:
The stage is occupied by the opening band, who seems to be playing a drifting, mellow beat, which rumbles around on the drums as the song continues to echo through the hall. There are three members of the band, one skinny guy on the bass, and he plucks at his guitar idly as the song continues, his sunglasses hanging on his nose. The female drumer is really focused, pummeling the drums with passion, as the lead singer raps out a beat. He has a t-shirt that has the name of the band: The Flaming Pumpkins.

The Tunnel itself is busy with people moving back and forth between the dance floor, the tables above, and the bar. Fei Long is walking around backstage looking for something or someone, probably Dazzler. He climbs the stairs and looks around near the curtain.

Rose Wilson hands over a carton of booze to one of the bartenders and then walks back to the front door, where all the guests are filing in to see the concert. She has a cigarette in her mouth. She checks in with one of the burly security guards standing there checking people in and then squints back and forth, probably looking for someone too.

Superboy has posed:
Conner is arriving late, because punctuality seems like Kryptonite for the young man. But it sounds like he is still on time for the good part. And speaking of good parts, there is Rose. He sneak-shoves his way through the crowd to get to the white-haired girl. "Hey Rosie. I had never seen the place so crowded," he comments. Not that he had ever seen the club with any important band playing. ""What's the plan?"

Dazzler has posed:
Alison's made her way out of her green room, backstage, to mingle with the people behind the stage-side of the operation. Dressed in her chosen 'getup' for the club's performance, she's plucked and primped and adjusted everything into place, and the casual rule of no longer touching her hair has been laid down as law. With hair flattened over one eye and a hat cocked on her head, she slides her way over to a crate and sets her Grey Goose martini glass upon it. The cell phone comes out, tapping away, until it is stuffed into the hanging weight of her jeans. Jitters, Alison shakes her foot out before her and peeks through the curtain towards the front of the building, eyes scanning over the crowd.

Starr has posed:
    Along with Alison backstage, Elycia walks up to Alison and smiles to her. "Hey Ally." She says from behind her shock of rather....pink hair. Well, she DID say she was part of an 80's type of band. "Getting the jitters too, huh?" She says as she twirls a microphone in her hand. As authentic as they come, one of the girls with ELycia has a Keytaur.....

Ravager has posed:
In a few moments, Jay-Z's entourage crowds the backstage area and Fei Long shakes hands with the man himself, nodding his head and smiling like an idiot. They chat for a few moments and Long probably tells him something about what the crowd is like. Long then finds Alison and hmms, "Ah, five minute Dazzler," he explains and thumbs toward the curtain. He walks off.

"Because people /like/ Dazzler and Jay-Z, even though I thought he was retired. Who knew. Do you think they're pals? Maybe she convinced him to come to New York," Rose tells Superboy, before slapping a badge to his chest and smirks, "Way to be on time by the way, oh my gawd," she comments, "Jennifer needs more vodka and then can you help me over here?" she asks him.

Superboy has posed:
Conner has no idea who is Jay-Z anyway. Holes in his VR education for stuff they didn't think it was important (the jerks). But he shrugs vaguely and follows Rose without asking, "I am in time, they have not started," he protests with a smirk. "But sure, I'll help... uh, what do you need me for? Are you in charge of security for all this?"

Dazzler has posed:
Jitters, indeed. Alison is just about to take another sip of her drink when the shock of pink hair and a voice she recognizes meets her ears. With a spin, Alison turns and beams a megawatt smile to Elycia and reaches out for her shoulders. "Holy Shit! Elycia, hiiii." Alison leans in kissing the air beside Elycia's cheek before pulling back and steadying her. She grins and looks to the woman with the keytaur, then tilts an ear, grinning in a nod to Long. She ticks a finger off of her brow and hops in place. "Wait...are we totally doing this at the same time? Was that you guys I was rehearsing to?" Alison blinks and lifts a hand to Jay-Z.

A roadie rolls over with a case, removing one of the wireles mics and offering it to Alison, which she accepts.

Starr has posed:
    Elycia nodded. "mmhmm! We wanted to keep it low key so you wouldn't be distracted! This is YOUR show after all!" She says after moving out of the way for Jay-Z's crew to head through after giving Allison a hug. "We're a lot more versatile than we let on, but, we'll play what we practiced." She then looks to the girl with the Keytaur. "She calls it her lucky Keytaur."

Ravager has posed:
Fei Long looks around for Elycia and Alison as Jay-Z walks past him, and he looks at Alison, "You guys not in right place, let's go, Jay wants to talk. You guys go, come on," he tells them, motioning them to follow Jay-Z. Jay-Z turns back to smile at Alison while he's at the curtain, motioning her along. Long opens the curtain.

Jay-Z walks out of the backstage area onto the stage and takes the microphone from one of the assistants who runs by, then addresses the crowd. He's in a black t-shirt and black leather jacket, and wears some jeans. "Hey so, thanks for coming guys," he begins and smiles a little as the crowd claps. The people on the floor crowd toward the stage, "I gots with me some great people tonight, guys. I just wanted to come out here and say that I already got some calls on an Album I'm gonna sign and give it to my friend to sign--Dazzler you gotta sign ok?" he asks, looking back for Dazzler.

Rose Wilson rolls her eyes at Superboy, "Huh? Are you helping or are you not helping?" she says and puts a hand on her hip impatiently, "Totally get the vodka for Jennifer! Then we gotta check the crowd. Duh."

Superboy has posed:
"That is not what I was asking, Rosie," replies Conner. Of course he is helping, sheesh, when is he not helping? He is also glancing at the stage with curiosity, so not really paying a lot of attention to the white-haired girl. "Lead on," he mutters, loud enough for Rose to hear. "Is that blonde Dazzler? She looks hot."

Dazzler has posed:
With a quirky grin, Alison leans back towards one hip, eyes slyly winking their way to Elycia Krieger. With mic in hand, she tilts an ear to Fei Long, gets directed towards Jay-Z, and lets out a little laugh. "Clearly, it is." With a quick sip of her martini and a final look into a mirror, Alison feathers her hair back under one eye and grins. "I'm finding a lot out about my show as it goes along."

With a turn, she strides towards the curtain and slinks out, microphone in hand. With a high wave of her hand to the crowd, she saunters her way over to Jay-Z's side with a nod of her head. "Oh, you know I'm gonna be signin' that, Jay. Right after we get done lighting this place up."

Starr has posed:
    Going out with Alison, but keeping more of a low profile, Elycia gets on lead guitar while the rest of her band sets up. Not surprisingly, Elycia gets a bit of headgear with a mic, but she flips it upwards so she doesn't talk over top of Jay-Z and Allison. She twangs the guitar a couple of times to make sure it's working.

Ravager has posed:
At Alison's answer to Jay-Z, the crowd erupts in cheers, "Yeah! Aw-right!" Jay-Z says and adds, "Yeah, cause I got one hundred thousand dollars for that signature, girl. For the New York Kids Club," he explains to Alison, "Yeah, but it's a secret donor, see. Can't tell ya. Well maybe after I had a few. Yeah anyways, we gots an opening act ya'll," he explains and motions to Elycia, "Give it up!".

Rose Wilson smirks, "You said you were gonna help, did you forget? I was waiting this whole time," she complains as she ducks past the bar and grabs a box of vodka, trying to push it into Superboy's arms, "Stop starin at Dazzler, damn. Are you gonna give this to Jennifer?" she asks him.

Superboy has posed:
"I didn't forget," Conner grabs the box and looks around for Jennifer. Okay, check. "But if you wanted me earlier... ah, nevermind," he only need a minute to deliver the drinks and return to Rose. Slave driver. "Done, can we watch now?"

Dazzler has posed:
Tucking a thumb in the belt of her already sagging jeans, Alison laughs and cocks her head, waving out across the crowd when they cheer her way. Already, a few specks of violet light are drifting off of her shoulders in outright reaction to the sound that the crowd is throwing her way. With a tilt of her head back that bares her belly, she turns and pats one hand against her wrist. "We're here to take care of people tonight. We're gonna take care of the kids, and we're gonna make sure your ears are well taken care of." Alison adds, tipping her hat to the crowd. When Jay calls out for the crowd to 'give it up', Alison flicks her fingertips and a lightshow above in pinks and golds sparks and spins like dripping fireworks.

In bold, live letters, the words: 'THE HOLOGRAMS' starts small and widens as it makes its way over the crowd.

Alison turns her back to the audience and saunters back for the curtain, pressing her palm to her lips and blowing a kiss to Elycia. Mic turned off, she mimics breaking something, a snap of her hands, then points to her knee. So there's no confusion, Alison Blaire mouths 'break one' to Elycia as she gives the opening act their stage time.

Starr has posed:
    Elycia blushes scarlet as Alison blows her the kiss, and she even acts like she catches it. She makes it a point to 'point' at the drummer, who starts up a synth beat for them, and they get right into their song, rather than build themselves up. Apparently, they figure their music is worth it."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hIs5StN8J-0&index=4&list=PL9NMEE4jSJFbZgZ8J9OgiWOcyCmq544me

Ravager has posed:
Fei Long opens the curtain for Jay-Z respectfully and eyes Alison as she lags behind, motioning her repeatedly through the curtain. An assistant hands Jay-Z a cellphone, but he disgards her for a moment and motions for the Album. The Album is a black record, and Jay-Z motions to Dazzler to come over, "Hey Dazz, check it out," he suggests. "Hey Alicia, where's that pen?" he asks.

The crowd itself rocks with cheers as Dazzler's light show bounces off the stage and the crowd loves it. They then start jumping immediately at the rythmic beats from Elycia and her band. "Woo!"

Jennifer takes the box from Superboy and smiles, "Hey thanks," she says slowly and takes it back to the bar. Rose Wilson whaps him on the shoulder and grins, "Yeah!" she lets out, "Uhh but can you scan the crowd in front there? You can do that right?" she asks.

Superboy has posed:
"I guess so, coming?" Conner goes to 'can the crowd' which is not mean much because he is not sure how to spot troublemakers. At least he can make sure no one in the area is armed or selling drugs, or picking fights or... "some guys here are quite drunk already," he observes.

Superboy has posed:
"I guess so, coming?" Conner goes to 'can the crowd' which is not mean much because he is not sure how to spot troublemakers. At least he can make sure no one in the area is armed or selling drugs, or picking fights or... "some guys here are quite drunk already," he observes.

Dazzler has posed:
No stranger to other celebrities, and no stranger to Jay-Z, Alison strolls alongside the man like they're old friends. Her own assistant sneaks over to Alison's side and slips her martini back into her hand while the other grabby-hands in the air for the silvered pen she's set to sign the album with. "Z...you know I think the world of you for doing this. Those kids are gonna be ten tons of stoked." Alison gets the pen and leans in, swirling her signature with over-pronounced Zs and a little char of light at the end. "I brought that guitar from my first tour for the auction. Mallory can make sure the right people get to it." DOT. Dazzler caps the pen and hands if over, the lifts her cone-shaped glass to her lips for a sip past the olives.

Knees shifting, Alison begins to rock and dance in place, listening to the music coming from Elycia's band. Backstage, Alison isn't shy, it's just a hangout pit between acts. "Girl's got a thing about her, I'll give her that."

Starr has posed:
    Without skipping a beat, The Holograms slide into their second song, and ELycia's really singing into this one. And the name of the song fits the event.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RCu2TZCNZ3c

And they slide into their third song, which has Elycia putting down her guitar and actually doing a bit of a dance to the song, while singing. though, did she always stand out that much?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lpBTNxhKln4&list=PL9NMEE4jSJFbZgZ8J9OgiWOcyCmq544me&index=14

Once the song is finished, the rest of the band rises and bows to the audience before leaving the stags. Elycia remains though. "And now, the pair you've all been waiting for, Jay-Z and Allison Blaire!" She says pointing off stage....

Ravager has posed:
Jay-Z smiles and nods to what Alison says, "Hey thanks," he tells her, "Yeah, guess it's more of a silent auction now. Can't refuse this guy. I actually think he wanted you to start guessing who was the highest bidder," he explains to her. Jay-Z finally takes the cellphone from his assistant, and starts speaking to whoever it was that called him. Fei Long motions repeatedly to Alison and Jay-Z like a man on fire and opens the curtain. Jay-Z is late through this time. Jay-Z's accompaniment heads out with him and the beat rises in anticipation. The crowd claps, cheers and goes nuts for Elycia's songs, clapping even after she leaves, and the cheers only intensify as Jay-Z heads out on stage.

Rose Wilson picks up the pace and heads past Superboy, circling around the crowd, "Conner, come on," she tells him, "Drunk? Okay, anybody who's fighting, we gotta take em out," she explains, not elaborating on her strategy to do that. She smiles at Conner over her shoulder, "Yeah actually it looks okay. Dont you think?"

Superboy has posed:
Conner nods at Rose. Assuming he can keep an eye in the crowd and another in the stage. Boy has a short attention span. "But you better not be working all the time," he notes with a smirk, "I came to dance with you, after all." And maybe he is going to keep an eye on Rose too.

Dazzler has posed:
Alison offloads her martini to her assistant, Mallory, as the final song is played from Elycia's band. Before she can blink, she's got a wireless microphone in her hand and Fei Long hustling her and Jay-Z towards the curtains. With a laugh and a skip in her step, she waves to Jay-Z and winks to Fei Long. "Crack that whip, eh?" Alison laughs and heads to the stage, parting her lips in a wide smile and a grin to Elycia in her exit. The crowd can see it all, even the leaned in half-hug to the woman as the spotlights floor onto the Dazzler.

"The Holograms, y'all!" Alison sings into the mic, lighting the stage in violets and blues, yellows and pinks, littering the area around them in an explosion of harmless light. She makes her entrance as the beat begins to play and the DJ on stage begins to spin. The lights coalesce into DAZZLER and then are speared through with light, exploding her name outwards: JAY-Z. "What are you waiting for? Let's do this. Everybody lemme see them hands." Dancing, Alison rolls her hips and claps her wrist, warming the crowd as the music begins and Jay-Z is expected to join her.

( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pln7NWRA1dE )

Starr has posed:
    Stepping behind Allison and taking her place at her guitar, and taking her mic off, ELycia smiles as the pair light up the stage. She grins at the holograms as they dance to themselves while listening to Jay-z and Alli.....

Ravager has posed:
Heading out after Alison, Jay-Z raises his microphone as he puts his hand up, "Make some noise, ya'll," he tells the crowd, then points to someone on the side of the stage and the beat rises up and gets faster. He says a few verses of a well-scripted rap, which seems like a familiar riff on something he's already recorded. "Check it," he says and puts on SHADES. He looks serious and points at the crowd. They go nuts. He then points at the musically talented Dazzler to start with him.

Rose Wilson finishes casing the crowd and walks back up the stairs out of the dance pit, toward the door. She takes her iPadd and looks it over. She checks in at the door.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JcOwJh4F40M

Dazzler has posed:
A style chameleon in her own right, Alison's been on a rock pitch for the last two years, all teenage anthem-ballads and songs about independence, but her dancing is a call-back to her backup dancer days. Her moves are trained, precise, and when she twists, she makes sure the crowd can see the violin shape her toned abdominal muscles make. Smiling all around, having fun on stage, Dazzler directs the light show, creating a bouncing beach ball out of light to direct over the crowd while Jay-Z raps. When it's her turn to sing, she bends over, one arm curled behind her back, singing her lines in between his rap cuts.

In the downward bend, Alison casts a rictus grin to Elycia, winks to her, then pushes forward to slide into place next to Jay. She belts and growls out the chorus to 'Numb' leaning over the crowd to slap at hands, waving her fingers to the younger faces in the audience.

When the song comes to an end, the light show flickers over the stage, and a new one begins, something slower, more intimate.

"God, I love you guys," Alison giggles breathily against her mic and motions for the crowd to simmer. The slow-jam begins and she takes out her new LexCorp cell phone, clicking an image. "Say hi to the internet New York. You've got us in a mood." Alison smirks, smile glittering against Jay's sunglasses.

She steps back, motioning for Jay to lead the way.

( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qTESW95Ly5E )

Starr has posed:
    Elycia ponders something and.....as Allison goes into her next set, she quietly wiggles her fingers and says a couple of words that even the holograms can understand. As Allison dances, she may notice that there's little accents to her movements, like flower petals, or glitter, or something like that relating to her style. It only makes her stand out with her dancing that much more.

Ravager has posed:
In his shades, Jay-Z sings a song about New York with Dazzler, pointing at her and waving his hand around while she sings the chorus. He raps out some more versus about Subways and Brooklyn, moving his hand with the beat, until the song becomes slower and Dazzler can belt out another round of the chorus, echoing the song about New York through the crowd. Jay-Z glances down at Dazzler as he steps right next to her and finally smiles, letting her have the last bout through the song, "Aww yeah ya'll. You guys are awesome," he says. Clap clap clap.

Rose Wilson is at the door for a few more minutes checking on people, but the real action is at the bar, where she has to handle a dispute over cocktails and someone else harassing Jennifer the Bartender. Afterward, she grabs her iPadd again and dances back and forth to the music, wondering where the time went.

Superwoman has posed:
    The concert is well underway when someone else join the throng of partygoers- a woman dressed in clothes appropriate for the oncoming summer- a crop top, a pair of skinny jeans, and perhaps oddly a light hoodie that she wears pulled up to cast a shadow across her face from the flash of lights in the party atmosphere that dominates concerts like this. That woman, Faora Hu-Ul, once of Krypton and now of Earth stands like a statue among the others- paying her cover and just watching.

Dazzler has posed:
Dazzler leans back, tucking her thumb into the buckle of her belt in the final notes of the song, holding the note, long and sustained. Light rains down over the crowd, then trickles into the stage where two other holographic Dazzlers form out of purple light, with glitter shimmying off of the real Dazzler's hips. When the note ends, the holograms dissipate, and Alison glances down to her feet with a coy smirk, bordering on the curious. She looks across the crowd and for a second, she seems to be waving to Faora, before she twists about to grin to Jay-Z and cast a cocked brow to Elycia. The look is pointed: Is that you?

"Okay, Jay and I have been cooking something and we're gonna give it a try for the first time, tonight." Alison prances in a long-legged walk to the edge of the stage. She queues one of the songs from her most recent album, a rock anthem with what will soon be a cleverly slipped in rap. "Get those hands up!"

( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=awvqIi427_A )

Above, pink lights sway over the crowd, then turn to Elycia and her band, illuminating them and their work for the song.

Superwoman has posed:
The Kryptonian, standing tall and proud quietly pushes through the crowd with surprising ease. She's not 'into it' like so many of the partygoers. She's just standing there as people cheer and dance and enjoy the music. Faora, though, is here to see humanity in one of its many forms- a form of party and ecstasy and joy. Those who bump into her are basically bumping into a solid wall. Some fall. Others laugh. A few seem to take offence. Faora ignores them, wholly as she watches the performance with eyes unlike those of humanity. She sees nuance. She sees.. unusual things. Things that shouldn't be there- little flares here or there caused by something she can't pin-point. Her eyebrows knit together. Something odd is happening here.

Starr has posed:
    Elycia smiles to Allison, then winks to her as Alli tells them all to get their hands up. The effects continue around Alli as she sings and Elycia actually puts her own hands up as well.....

Ravager has posed:
As the next song begins, this time Dazzler takes the lead for a song and Jay-Z adds some raps here and there, until he can join her in the chorus by echoing Dazzler's music with voiced words. "Is this an open for a record ya'll?" he wonders and then cracks into the rest of the song. He opens his arms as the song ends and the crowd cheers for them. Jay-Z motions to Dazzler in order to tell the crowd to cheer for her. They clap clap clap for her and Jay-Z too as the concert comes to an end.

Rose Wilson heads back to the bar and leans forward over the railing, talking to Jennifer the Bartender for a few minutes. After finishing at the bar, she heads back to the front door, propping it open to allow people out.

Dazzler has posed:
Light, coming from seemingly nowhere, darts across the room in defined rays, glittering off of mirrored surfaces and waffling the room. The louder the crowd is, the more flakes of pink and purple light drifts off of Dazzler's shoulders, waving upwards past her head and to the ceiling. The glow that emits out of Dazzler is the very source of the light, and while she claps for Jay-Z, she crosses her legs and dips down in an athletic bow to the crowd, careful to hold her microphone to her chest. Because TMZ. When her bow is done, she leans into Jay-Z, lifts her knee in a bend, and side-hugs the man. "Thank you so much everybody. Have a good night and tip those servers. They were watching you while you were watching us."

Alison turns to hook an arm in the crook of Elycia's elbow and drag her backstage with a loud, pronounced laugh, waiting for the lights to filter down and enough of the crowd to dissipate...for potential signings.

Superwoman has posed:
    The concert is over. Faora is still confused, things aren't adding up. She moves then to the bar, quietly sitting as everyone begins to filter out- just sitting for now. Waiting. She doesn't order anything- she just waits for the throng of humanity to thin out. Something was off. Something was weird. That light was being generated- she could see it with those Kryptonian eyes.

Starr has posed:
    Elycia grins a lot at Allison before her arm is hooked and she's 'led' backstage......

Ravager has posed:
Jay-Z smiles at Alison and her antics, then heads backstage himself, almost immediately taking a cellphone call, as the phone is shoved into his hand by his assistant. There are other members of Jay-Z's entourage who mill about and lead him outside. Fei Long adjusts his snarky tie and keeps an eye on Alison and Elycia as they parade around backstage.

Rose Wilson helps usher people outside, keeping them all orderly. As a young man throws trash on the floor, she eyes the guy angrily and he blinks in surprise, picking up the trash defensively. Rose walks back to the bar to see if Jennifer the Bartender needs anything, but she's just cleaning up.

Superwoman has posed:
    Faora looks to Rose as she arrives. "You know the woman who was on stage?" she asks, her english with an odd, exotic accent to it- to the untrained it might seem vaguely European. To those with an ear for accents? Those lips were not shaped on this Earth. "Do you know how she makes the lights?" she asks, almost without pause. "They were not made by the equipment. They were made some other way."

Dazzler has posed:
The jitters have been replaced by the //twitters//. Alison is bouncing with delight the second she's backstage, capturing pictures of the crew and a few choice 'selfies' with Elycia, all while being handed a fresh drink. For the shape she's in, and the lights mostly being hers, she only needs to dab at her brow a few times while mingling with Elycia and waiting for the crowds to filter out. Once they do, and Mallory waves to Alison signalling that it's clear, Alison DRAAAAGS Elycia the other direction.

"Okay, that was a-mazing and Jay's busy as shit and I want shots. Get your band. We're doing a shot together." Alison laughs, clicks another picture with her outstretched arm, then slips down the steps and out into the bar proper. Making quick time, she bellies up to the bar, not far from Faora, palms pressed against the wood as the sag of her jeans threatens to spill her jeans off of her ass.

"I have a fever...and the prescription...is tequila."

Starr has posed:
    Elycia is dragged to the bar by Alli, and the rest of the band follows suit. They all get drinks, but Elycia is just happy getting a soda. She's weird like that. "I hafta drive us home, Alli." She then winks. "Hell of a light show, but you killed it up there!" She says giving Alli a smooch on the cheek.

Ravager has posed:
Rose Wilson looks at Faora strangely, maybe wondering where she's from with that kind of accent and that kind of question, "You mean Dazzler? Yeah she's pretty hot," she says idly, "I think this is her first concert with Jay-Z," she explains, "What? Oh the light show? Yeah, that's her 'thing'. I think it's cool. Pretty talented, right?" she asks, then watches as Dazzler herself walks over and ponies up to the bar, right next to her biggest fan Faora.

Superwoman has posed:
    Faora looks from Rose, to Alison, and then back to Rose. Finally, over to Elycia. "I see." she looks to Dazzler quietly. "Your name is Dazzler? How did you make those lights? They were not generated by the lights on the ceilings." she remarks, curious as she takes a slow breath. "Talented? I suppose so. The music was adequate." she offers plainly. "I am more curious about the lights."

Dazzler has posed:
With the bartender preparing shots for Alison, at least, the pop-star adusts the snapback and its hang upon her brow with a laugh. "Oh, you're doing the D-D gig, Ely?" Alison leans into the kiss to her cheek and holds her hair out of the way of the shotglasses. "Seriously, we both killed it, but those guys were eating up Jay-Z right out the palm of his ha-a-a-a-a-a..." Alison turns her hip and plants it against the bar, opening her blue eyes wide enough to nearly see the bottoms of them. "I heard hot and //adequate//," Alison laughs and holds up her shot with narrowed eyes. "Which is like...seriously the most confusing peripheral hearing //negging// I've ever experienced." Alison salutes Rose and Faora, then Elycia, then throws the shot back.

"My name is Alison. My stage name is Dazzler, and I...am a mutant." Alison says to the group without fear of reprisal. "I can do it naturally. It's who I am."

Starr has posed:
Elycia Kreiger looks to Alison and smiles. "huh. Never would've figured you for one, Ali. And yeah, I'm the D-D. I don't drink to begin with, plus I can be easily excitable." She then looks to Faora. "Just adequate? Sounds like you were just focused on the lights, and not the music." She then shrugs. "happens sometimes." She then leans over to whisper in Ali's ear. "and not all of the lights were yours."

Ravager has posed:
Rose Wilson leans back against the bar and idly watches the group interact and talk about silly mutant powers. She flips her hair. "I think Jay-Z liked it," she comments plainly.

Jennifer the Bartender rings a bell as Alison downs the shot from the shotglass, "Hey-o!" she says amusedly as the drunk Alison downs the shot like a champ, then is quick to refill her tiny lil shotglass and plop another one down on the bar in front of her.

Superwoman has posed:
    "A mutant." Faora replies. "I see." she looks carefully at Alison now- very deeply. "Yes. I see." she offers, as she looks then over to Elycia. Then over to the other human here. "I noticed that, yes. Other lights. They had no natural source. They were unlike other wavelengths of light." She stares oddly at each of the humans here- "Yes. There is a difference in your genes. DNA strands outside of the expected norm I have so far observed in others." she continues, as she leans back. "I have other questions. If you are willing to answer them." she says next, looking to Rose. "This mutation- is it a result of an accident? Radiation? Clumsy genetic engineering?"

Lucy (209) has posed:
A diminutive blonde woman is working her way through the crowd with care, weaving among the people present with a great deal fo gentle grace. She walks with slow, almost lackadaiscal steps. Why move in a straight line when meandering purposefully will do? Her hair is shoulder length and straight, framing a pale facew ith wide green eyes. the girl's clothes include a daisy yellow skirt, powder blue blouse, pink socks that come almost to her knee, and white canvas shoes. She quietly moves toward the famed popster, gently elbowing her way past the people in front of her. Incoming fan, no doubt. Anyway, for a tiny thing she is incredibly strong and someone will have to make an effort to keep her slender frame from worming its way to Alison.

Dazzler has posed:
"Hey-o-hell-o." Alison, not quite drunk, but with every intent to tip-toe to tipsy land, holds off on the next shot. Her palm presses the glass away a measure and she dips her head into Elycia's whisper, eyes closing, then nods quickly, looking back to the woman with a whisper of her own that sounds suspiciously like 'THEN I HAVE QUESTIONS, TOO, but om-god.' Alison points to Faora, then clears her throat. She swallows quickly and rubs at her throat, then centers her eyes on Faora and Rose. "I...you sound like a scientist. I'm gonna be honest with you, lady, I'm seriously not the scientist's perspective on things? But I'm just like you. I'm a person and people change as time goes by. What's important is that we could all get together and have a good time, tonight. Right?" Enlisting Rose with lifted brows for support, Alison questions.

"Lucy?" Alison stretches an arm out to the woman and makes room for her with the others at the bar. "We just wrapped up, you wanna do some shots with us? I'm buying. Everyone except Elycia." Alison wraps her finger around in a circle, pointing it to Faora, too.

Charlotte Maynard has posed:
For someone so damn big, Charlotte is good at staying out of the way.

She was actually here for the concert with a couple other students, but didn't do much to draw attention to herself other than exist, which admittedly is plenty some days. She was cheering right along with a lot of other people, putting out more than her share of noise when it was appropriate. She even seemed to enjoy herself, her recent awkwardness with crowds and people vanishing while the people she came to see were performing.

Even now she's feeling better about herself than usual, so concert a success, but she can't hide forever; Charlotte wants a drink. Maybe a rum and Coke, hold the rum. Something cold sounds good. (Honestly, if it wasn't for the stamp she probably could have had it /with/ the rum; nobody cards someone who looks like her, she's found.)

Charlotte is approaching the bar. She is actually better dressed than she has been for a while; somehow, amazingly, she has found jeans that fit. Her T-shirt is red and has a silver star on the front, slightly distorted and a little too short, but compared to what some people wear to a club it's not bad at all.

She looks sheepish. This is normal.

Ravager has posed:
Rose Wilson crosses her arms as she stands there against the bar, though her current demeanor probably disguises sorta what she's actually doing, but since she has a 'bar security' tag on her lil t-shirt, that might be sorta obvious. Maybe. Since it's been a no-job so far, Rose seems relaxed, at least as much as she can be relaxed. "It's totally important," she says agreeably. She eyes Lucy as she creeps toward the megastar like a stalker, though relaxes as Alison seems to recognize her.

Jennifer the Bartender slides Alison's tiny lil shotglass back into it's perfect place for her, then sets one up for Lucy too. She points at it as if to ask her or anyone else if they might care for a drink. Jennifer slides a coke expertly down the bar to Charlotte. Amazing.

Superwoman has posed:
    "If you would like. I can not get drunk, however. Not for lack of trying, mind you." Faora replies, "And no. I am not a scientist. That is the purview of others. I am...was... a soldier." She offers softly. "And no. You are not like me. We look very much the same- but we are very much different. Worlds apart, in fact." she offers softly. "Still, I appreciate the offer of friendship." she says, with a quiet smile. "And the drink."

    Faora looks quietly to Charlotte as she approaches. "You are quite tall. It doesn't suit you to slouch. Hold your shoulders back. Stand straight. You will command respect." Faora states- her own posture just like that- tall. Proud. Shoulders back and in command. She holds herself with all the poise of a military commando.

Lucy (209) has posed:
Lucy nods when she's being offered shots, looking around the bar as she does so. Afterward the girl takes a deep breath and takes the arm Alison offered her, allowing herself to be drawn in close. Lucy's face is one of quiet expressions, wide, solemn eyes studying faces and faint quirks of the lip indicating that she is more interested in people and their actions than anything else, even the drinks. Mostly, Alison has the young woman's attention. For now she listens to everyone speal, leaning in toward Alison slightly while she studies her surroundings with care. Faora gets the most of this attention, though Charlotte certianly garners her fair share. She seems content with this. Lucy even releases Alison's hand to reach for her shot. Bottoms up.

Dazzler has posed:
"Charlottle, come here!" Alison lifts a hand from Lucy's shoulder to wave in a motion to the tall woman, doing her best to gather everyone around the bar. Wedging herself into being the center of attention is a skill, which is important on stage, but something that the pop-starlet does blindly in the heat of the moment. "Come here, I want to introduce you to some of my friends and some of my newer friends, pull up a stool." Alison squeezes Lucy, then lets her go in favor of her own drink.

"Everyone, please meet Charlotte, a friend of mine from home where I teach music. Charlotte?" Alison picks up her drink and uses it to motion to the others. "Elycia, who is amazing and she was playing earlier and I'm absolutely going to be buying that album." Alison winks. "And Lucy, who literally saved me from Russian hackers and we peeled out of Manhattan about a week ago together; she's a riot. And--" Alison's voice scratches, half a squeak, when her eyes fall upon Faora. "Pin in that. This lady." Alison motions to Rose. "Who I'm jealous beyond the living daylights for her hair, and then..." Alison unpins Faora. "I never got your name but you're completely interesting and by how specific you're choosing your words, I'm gonna guess German, but seriously, I appreciate your noticing my offer of friendship." Alison holds her glass out to the others.

"Cheers. We survived a show."

Ravager has posed:
Rose Wilson snickers, "I'm Rose. Don't piss off the Germans," she suggests, then Jennifer the Bartender smirks and shakes her head at Rose's comment. She hooks her thumbs and fingers on the belt loops of her tiny lil shorts.

Jennifer the Bartender rings a bell as Lucy downs a shot, "Hey-o!" she says. Like a well-oiled machine, she sets up another one.

Starr has posed:
    Elycia looks up to Charlotte and smiles before looking to Ali. "thanks, ali." then one of her bandmates falls off the stool. "Welp, the lightweight's down. it's time to go home." She says with a shake of her head. "I'm sorry I can't stay longer Ali." And she gives Ali a hug....and she waves to Rose, Faora and Charlotte. "I'm sure I'll run into you all again." She then looks to Ali. "If you'd like, I, or we, could stop by your place and we could jam." She says as she waves.....

Charlotte Maynard has posed:
A Coke? It's a miracle! Charlotte catches it as it slides across the bar, which means she actually expects to catch it but it stops just in front of her fingers. "Thanks," she says, though she does not immediately go away to drink it.

That may be because Faora addressed her directly. If she was trying to make Charlotte stand up straight, she failed. Charlotte wasn't actually slouching too badly (just a little, because her posture is terrible nowadays) but that gets her to do it a little more. Only Alison introducing her gets her to show a little confidence.

"Ah, hi," Charlotte says, with an actual smile - probably not faked, unless she's a lot better at that than it seems. She reaches around to check for an empty stool, and sits down on it with exaggerated care that probably isn't needed. She wasn't expecting to be introduced around the important people's table, and if Dazzler is talking to them they must be important - Charlotte isn't quite starstruck but she is aware that she's around at least one person who is very, very famous. "It's nice to meet you!"

Lucy (209) has posed:
Lucy actually smiles for a second at Charlotte and then looks around at the people who are surrounding her. She shifts her weight from left to right and then takes long, deep breath. The girl opens her mouth as if she is goint comment on what is happening but there's no words. Instead she exhales slowly, nodding. She will accept the mantle of hero, though Alison gets a curious glance whens he starts to squeek. Nothign is is offeredf from Lucy herself, who holds up her glass for the toast before downing it. A girl her size? She is going to get drunk faster than words. Or should. She seems to be pretty relaxed about it all.

Superwoman has posed:
    "English is not my native language. I dislike its lack of specificity." Faora replies simply, before the whole thing about a name comes up. "Damaris." she offers then, "I am called Damaris Duval." she says, an introduction of a fake name. Its safer this way. "It is good to meet you, all of you." she offers as she lifts the shot that's been bought for her, smiling still. She lifts it, and tosses it back like a champ.

    Faora/Damaris' attention falls towards the tall young woman again, eyebrows narrowing. She shakes her head. "Very well." she says as her advice has quite the opposite effect. She just takes a slow, quiet breath.

Dazzler has posed:
Alison throws her shot back and then leans into Elycia's hug. "Gimme a call, Ely, take care of your crew. You know how to get me on the line." Ali replies brightly, with a peck of lips to the woman's cheek. She leans back, brushes the hair in her eyes to make sure it's still properly in place the way her pre-show stylist designed, and then laughs. "Rose! Yes! I had an 'R' name on my tongue it just wouldn't come out because you spent the whole night out here and I was back there." Alison explains quickly, motioning to the stage. "Damaris Duval. I like it. That name's killer." Alison slips off of her bar-stool with a quick grab of her lower belt on jeans sagged like a hip-hop males, careful to keep the half-moon from exposing past the black fabric she wears underneath. Out comes her phone, and with a tug to Lucy's hip, she's guiding the short, blonde woman towards Charlotte and Damaris with her arm extended.

"Aaaaand hold it for just a second, because this is clearly a LexPhone moment. On three, everyone smile, okay?" Alison. Dazzler. Cruise Ship Entertainment Police.

Charlotte Maynard has posed:
Charlotte Maynard is still not used to sticking out quite this much even though it's been a couple months now. It's not that she's not listening to Faora... it's just that she doesn't think she has the confidence to pull it off, especially since she doesn't have a full set of clothes that fit nicely. At least she's been helped a little on that front... "What's your first language?" she asks 'Damaris', suddenly. It's just something to say. She's not trying to pry, at least not much.

Charlotte had assumed that Alison was exaggerating when she said 'literally saved from Russian hackers'. Lucy's response makes her think it might be less of an exaggeration than previously thought. Still, she doesn't say anything about it, nor her desire to put away the alcohol. She might have, but Dazzler is coming /over here/ with a /phone/ -

"Oh, do you want me to take the picture?" Charlotte offers, starting to slide off her stool. This means she's behind and above most of the others - perhaps ironically in a very good position to be photographed, provided the others are willing to end up in front of her. But then it seems that Alison is going to take it herself, and her expression shifts into confusion - why would she want her in it?

Charlotte smiles anyway. She has a nice smile and it's only hampered slightly by being a bit nervous.

Lucy (209) has posed:
Lucy is taking a deep breath and then blinks profusely when being pressed toward Charlotte. A glane at Alison, however, and the girl nods. She shrugs then, slipping easily away from the signe to move and stand in front o the extremely tall woman nearby . They provide quite hte contrast for one another, made moreso by the lighting in fact. Lucy is tiny. She probably weighs about ninety pounds, being rather slender even for her diminutive height.. The young woman carefully adjusts her skirt as she is steping into place, taking a deep breath. Green eyes are bright as hey survey everyone present before returning to Alison herself.She seems to be carefully pondering something now.

On three Lucy doesn't smile. When does Lucy ever truly smile? Her lips trend upward in a vaguely smile-like motion.

Superwoman has posed:
Damaris smiles quietly, looking at the phone. The picture that's taken soon. At least she's got that supermodel look- the impossible athleticism and lines of a Kryptonian. Alison is keeping good company, as the internet is certainly soon to suggest. She smiles, a small and barely there kind of smile. Mysterious, or maybe more sad. Distant. AS if this was all very familiar, but so very foreign at the same time.

Dazzler has posed:
"No. I want you IN the picture." Alison laughs and eases her way into a smile that has been practiced for hours on end into a mirror. She knows her good side. She turns her cheek into it and can hold the pearly vision of her teeth long enough for the snapshot to be taken. Not a second later does her face fall back to its normal sense of ease and she sighs with relief. "Whew. Now...I don't think I can drink anymore, but I'm not driving. I've got a car to take us back to the house, Char." Alison posts the picture to her online social media account, hashtags the shit out of it, then stuffs it into the edge of her bra...because the pockets of her jeans are barely functional. "Damaris, do you go to shows a lot? Since you don't seem like nosey press, I might be willing to answer more questions if you're curious, but..." Alison looks from Lucy to Charlotte, lips forming a line. "I may need to call the car around to get everyone back home."

Charlotte Maynard has posed:
Charlotte Maynard actually ducks down a little bit to get her face in the picture too. It works out... though next to Lucy, she feels particularly big and awkward and it's not a feeling she likes much. She's already being as careful as she can be, because the last thing she wants to do is accidentally crush something in her hands.

At least it probably ends up being a good photo. It might even get popular. It's been a while since Charlotte considered herself that.

"I, um, actually know how to drive," Charlotte volunteers, though she then realizes that of course Alison almost certainly has something planned out already, and even if she /didn't/, well, there's a problem. "I mean, it's a learner's permit, so probably not - actually, just forget I said anything, it's probably for the best, it's a little late for me to drive anywhere."

Superwoman has posed:
    "I have a great many questions, yes. But perhaps now is not the time for them." Demaris offers quietly. "Another time, though. I will not need a ride." The woman bows her head, and heads on her way.