(Hunter starts to come to, rolling his eyes around, blinking, and suddenly realizing someone's standing over him becomes wide-awake, waving his gun about frantically.)
Hunter: Kill!
(The man jumps out of the way, over the counter and out of sight.)
???: JESUS TAP-DANCING MOTHERFUCKING CHRIST ON A POGO STICK! Don't yell that with a gun in your hand!
(Hunter pauses for a moment, then realizes where he is, and takes a moment to try and match the voice to name and face.)
Hunter: Uh, whoops. Vegas, that you?
Vegas: Goddamn, man. -stands up from behind the wall- You ever considered maybe not being ARMED?!
Hunter: No, actually. Though that would make getting through airport security much easier.
Vegas: Geh, Gr... Oh, fuck it. Come on, man. It's dark already.
Hunter: -glancing at the dishwasher- Been out that long, eh? Oh well. Where we off to?
Vegas: Where else? Clubs and casinos, bro. That's what this town's all about.
(Hunter and Vegas make their way out the door to the rest of the waiting group, where Hunter finds Zell rolling his hot wheels about the wall making buzzing noises. Hunter promptly dives on Zell, dragging him up in a choke hold and carrying him to the elevator that way. They proceed to the club that way, where Hunter drops a very purple and very dizzy Zell on the sidewalk. The rest of the gang slips inside...)
Vegas: FUCKING ROOOOOOOOOOOCK! -he dives into the crowd-
Aeris: Jeez! They're practically tearing off his clothes!
Hunter: It's full of love. Here, you try.
(Hunter shoves Aeris lightly toward the crowd, and she nearly teeters over into it. She grabs Hunter just before falling over and ends up flipping him entirely over her shoulder and onto the floor below. She goes too, landing on top of Hunter, sitting up, the front of her skirt flowing down and landing on his chest. She sits quite puzzled for a minute, then looks down and nearly faints.)
Hunter: -muffled- Erm...
(Aeris shrieks and jumps up off the floor and dashes away, out of sight before anyone could figure the direction she was heading. Hunter blinks a few times and sits up, a good number of people dancing still, some laughing at the spectacle. He shrugs to himself, grabs the ledge above the
dance floor and pulls himself out.)
Sephiroth: -dying of laughter- That'll teach little miss priss!
Raven: Little Miss Priss? Sephy-sama, I know you don't want me to think my Yaoi fantasies are true. -devilish look-
(Sephiroth goes pale and stops laughing, but Fawkes rolls over and starts kicking all his legs in the air, howling.)
Sephiroth: Shut up. -_-;;
Hunter: Hmm. Looks like Fawkes has attracted some attention...
Bouncer: I'm sorry, sir, but we don't allow animals in this club.
Hunter: Oh, of course. Very sorry. Good to see some people can do their job. -extends his hand for a handshake-
Bouncer: -shakes Hunter's hand- Well, of cour- Gck! -The bouncer falls over, a stunned look on his face-
Irvine: Whoa. What the hell did you just do to him?
Hunter: A little electrical impulse through his nervous system through a pressure point. Temporary neural frying. -he grins, and walks off towards the bar-
Reno: Can someone tell me again why we choose to hang around with a guy who could kill us with a poke to the forehead?
Dauragon: Well, it's always nice to have an extra assassin around.
Raven: I never knew it was a good idea to have another maniac with a gun. -sighs- Well, anyways. Come on. -She drags Dauragon off to the bar-
Sion: Oh, christ, he can use a gun, too? He was bad enough just waving that sword...
Irvine: Well, no one can use a gun better than- hurk!
(Kou's hand has reached out and grabbed Irvine's collar, dragging him off with Irvine stumbling backwards, as Kou trails off after Reno, who's after Jenet. Everyone still standing in the group just blinks at the trail of them, and glance at each other. Rude and Squall are the first to shrug it off, and they make their way to the bar as well.)
Rufus: Losers.
Seph: Wuss.
(Rufus and Seph growl and glare at each other, until Sephiroth is grabbed from behind by a set of cute female ravers who immediately begin rambling about his physical appearance at 100 words per second. Sephiroth blinks as he's dragged away [with Fawkes trailing behind, chuckling], and Rufus stands, laughing at him - Until a large, leather clad man walks up behind Rufus, puts his hand on his shoulder and winks at him. Rufus screams, and dives into the crowd, which turns into a worse idea, because he's caught and begins unwillingly
crowd surfing.)
Rufus: You! Get your hands off, this is an Armani... Gah, NO! Wagh! -gets swallowed by the crowd-
Red: -makes a face, looks around the bar- Oh, fuck it. -he trots out the door-
Zell: -coming in from outside- Silly doggie. -looks at the crowd- ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOCK OUT! -dives in-
Kuja: -sighs- The foolish always forget about the beautiful. -he looks around, and sights a young man in a sharp black suit, and smiles to himself, striding off towards the man-
::At the bar, moments earlier::
(Hunter has already taken a seat, and is sipping at a bottle of beer, watching the people dance and party, and looking quite contently chilled. Dauragon and Raven head up, and wave to the bartender.)
Dauragon: A glass of that wine for me, thank you. -The bartender pulls it down and begins pouring it-
Bartender: And for your lady friend? -Dauragon glances at her, picking up his wine glass-
Raven: I'd like a Violent Fuck.
Hunter: -snickers- Well, then you and Dauragon will have to go in the bathroom or find a suitably dark corner.
Raven: No, not that!
Hunter: Liar.
Raven: >_<
Dauragon: -Rolling his wine glass in his hand- Damn...
Bartender: Uh, right. I think I know how to make one of those, anyways. Just give me a second, miss. -he goes about mixing up the drink-
Hunter: -quietly, to Dauragon- Honestly, man. You'd save yourself a lot of trouble if you were just friends with benefits.
Dauragon: Hardly. That's degrading. Definitely not something looked up upon in the business world.
Hunter: -snickers- If you weren't from a different world, I'd have slapped you stupid for that one.
(Dauragon eyes Hunter strangely, and Raven pokes her head over Dauragon's shoulder, an annoyed look on her face)
Raven: You were saying something! I know it!
Hunter: Us? No, when have we EVER done that?
Raven: Hmph. Fine. -dejectedly drops into her seat- Far be it from me to actually care what Zell's doing, but he does seem to be having the most fun of everyone here.
Hunter: Well, calculate the IQ of the average raver, then consider how he's dressed, and you'll start to get an idea why. Gee, I wonder where Vegas went...
::In the pit::
Vegas: -climbing up to the DJ- Yo, man, you know what to put on. -The DJ nods and throws on a new record, fading into a new song- Beautiful. -he hops down into the pit, and starts chuckling at Zell-
Zell: -dancing exactly like a white guy is stereotypically supposed to- This is FUN!
Vegas: I'm sure. Look, why don't you try break dancing?
Zell: Like, uh... This? -he picks up a raver and throws them out of the pit-
Vegas: ...Uh, no. Breaking BONES is a bad idea. Like this. -He dives to the ground and starts spinning, kicking, and flipping-
Zell: Wow, that looks fun too! -he attempts it, and dives on his face instead. Rufus lands in front of him while he's rising off the ground, and Zell gets
Ecstatic- RUFUS! YO!
Rufus: Shit! -Zell grabs him and starts tossing him in the air, over and over again-
Vegas: Well, at least one-man crowd-surfing is unique... -goes back to dancing-
::And to Kuja...::
Man: Hey babe.
Kuja: Hello. Mind if I take a seat?
Man: No, go ahead. Waiter! Bring the lady something to drink.
Kuja: Oh, I don't need anything to drink. Besides - I'm not a lady. -he smiles-
Man: -pauses for a minute, looks at Kuja rather amazedly- We're going to fix that. -he puts his drink down, grabs Kuja's arm, and starts dragging him out the door-
::Back at the bar::
Raven: Wow, that was quick.
Hunter: Yeah, that guy's gonna be in for a rude
surprise, and he'll wish he stuck around longer.
Dauragon: -makes a face, takes a large swig of his wine and pours himself another full glass-
Raven: -smirks- How do you know he won't like it?
Dauragon: -takes another large swig-
Hunter: You want me to shove something up your-
(Aeris pops up next to Hunter and grabs his arm)
Aeris: We need to go. Now.
Hunter: Why? And how come you can't force Rude or Squall to go somewhere with you?
Aeris: If they won't listen to you, why would they listen to me?
Hunter: -bluntly- You have tits. OW!
Aeris: -rubbing her hand after soundly whacking Hunter on the head- And you deserved it, too.
Hunter: -Nursing his skull- You still didn't tell me why you want to go.
Aeris: You didn't see the bathroom.
Hunter: ...Fair enough. -turns to Raven and Dauragon- Guess I'm outta here.
Raven: I think I'm coming. I was going to dance, but... -she gestures to the crowd, where Zell has managed to create a congregation of people being juggled, and she sighs- That's kind of out of the question now. Like I want Zell's hands all over me.
Hunter: ...Righto. Then I guess we're on our way.
(Hunter starts for the door, Aeris trailing behind him, then Raven, and Dauragon. Dauragon pauses upon looking outside, particularly at a group of people dressed in horrible outfits, turns back, and grabs the wine bottle off the bar, taking it with him.)
