Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

"Of course! I wasn't going to let you go without at least the autograph. What kind of monster do you take me for?" Hiruko asked. His distraction was proving successful. Maybe he'd call in a favor for all the effort later, as if any such things were necessary at all. With Kama still having questions and Miko more than immersed in the starting song, Hiruko figured he could easily keep the white-haired one's mind occupied with some answers. "It's not usually in 'exchange' for anything. Call it a mark of willingness. For example..." Hiruko lowered his tone there, as to avoid interrupting the music. Those who could hear him from that moment forward would be, under normal circumstances, only Kama and Kyoka... though he knew Miko had some ridiculous ears on her. "Let's say you're fine with me slipping it in you right now. You'd have to present the hole to put it in, right? If you have someone's panties thrown your way, you officially know they're no longer wearing any. Easy access. As for flashing... well, that one's probably obvious. Whose attention can't you get with a nice pair on display like that?"

"Ooh, she said 'We can do whatever you waaant~♪
You could fuck me in the back of your caaar'!♫
But I won't ever get to stay with her~
'Cause all I ever had was one day with her!♫
Ooh, think her boyfriend might be Christian Dioooor~♪
I'm getting feelings that I didn't befooore!♫
And all I wanna do is stay with her~
But I know all I have is one day with her!♫"

While the first hook of a top Chase song wound down, Jin was at the bar counter selecting a new playlist between customers. By the time there were only a few tabs left in need of closing for the current line, he settled on something by the popular Museion ─ a favored list for Ladies' Night at this, and many other bars across the world. With that on, Jin went about dealing with the final few customers. All that would be left in the bar then, were the group of five and a handful of others littering the establishment. Last call had a real chance of coming early, it seemeed. . .

[Apollymi]

Hiruko was apparently not a monster, and had at least gotten the girl in question an autograph. She supposed she'd be taking that with her if nothing else, and enjoying the music though not nearly to the same extent as the little brown haired girl who'd climbed into Dreameater's lap. By Kyoka's own standards that was a bold move, but maybe that was where the small shy types shined? it was definitely something to think about... Well, not immediately as the lessons he'd been giving all day seemed to also apply to Kama. Her questions weren't being directly answered by Miko who claimed she could hear her... odd but she was also fully absorbed in the music. She'd seen similar behavior from her mother before and knew she'd have to sort through actual responses and simple reactions, if their conversation carried on. Luckily enough Hiruko had more practical responses and even lowered his voice. "Sou ka... that's useful, arigatou gouzaimasu, Hirrun~" Kama mentioned, though she was still looking up and around like she could see something no one else could. "Here," she offered her hand to Hiruko to share with him her current visuals. If he took her hand he'd see the shifting waves, in the form of a neutral colored light which would change with the emotions of the songs along with the waves. Kama wouldn't know it, but it'd look much like one of those older equalizers but not in a form of magic she'd ever understood, as it also wrapped around the entirety of the space with Mitchel at its center. And he appeared as an empty black hole, cracked around the edges and shattering as it went outward. It was good to know her gestures and other such things had more solid basis to work from. At the same time, the hook of this song seemed to be garnering proper attention. Actually the words in the song were a bit depressing but the feeling had it seeming to Miko like the grand adventure. It should have been the start of something great, but it had so many limitations implied it felt like the setup for a tragedy instead, "Damnit, this song is so good, but I hate this girl..." Miko uttered softly. Mitchel didn't deserve that kind of feeling and even with just this... the context of his more recently recorded song was making Miko's skin crawl.

While one set of music was smooth, the other became that of upbeat club music. Lyrics were hyper and the beat was something which seemed to lead all the women at the table to gentle movements. By the time the explanation was done and the music was on properly. "Yo! I love this song.... girl makes killer mixes~" Reina said her hips shifting gently in her seat. "Yeah, I feel like I've heard that voice somewhere before..." mused Saori could couldn't quite place that high pitched note, but knew she'd heard it recently. "Everyone knows Museion... and I've loved this song for ages~" Nozomi mentioned. "She means it makes her horny, and same by the way~" Rangiku added. As if to further encourage this, Nozomi was shifting around the table and going to dance. "Call your friend if I survive. I might be trying to double up today I can feel it!~" Nozomi claimed as she found herself dancing with Rangiku that top of hers being shifted about as her drunk self rather suddenly became topless. "And she's back~" Rita commented while watching the original pair do that.

[Bloodedge]

"Anytime, Sakucchi. Just know those kinds of gestures don't have to be reserved for concerts and the like, yeah? In all honesty, any guy would like that kind of gesture from the right girl~" he flirted with a wink. Now that he knew the reason for Sakura's strange bouts of ignorance, he'd gladly educate her on the intricacies of humankind in the modern era. What he once thought was an old-school Kyoto girl or something of the sort was seeming more like an Edo period princess from a fantasy series. That was doable. Ah, but he'd soon have something else to manage. An offered hand from Kama, once taken, let Hiruko see a form of lightshow he hadn't seen in over a decade. Silently did he have to observe, lest Kyoka be made privy to things she needn't know. Even so, there was a sparkle in his eyes upon witnessing how magic could manifest.

"Only time she listens, when the cash talks!♪
Molly, Percocets, we were screamin' mask off! No─♫
With no perception of time, it's almost quarter-to-five,
I had to hop in and drive♫

Baby woah~♫

I might crash it! I can count a hundred thousand dollars worth of damage!♪
Dolce & Gabbana, whole interior was fabric♪
She's always hiding in designer, 'cause her dad left!♫

She said─

Oooh! She said 'We can do whatever you waaant~♪
You could fuck me in the back of your caaar'!♫
But I won't ever get to stay with her~
'Cause all I ever had was one day with her!♫
Oooh, think her boyfriend might be Christian Dioooor~♪
I'm getting feelings that I didn't befooore!♫
And all I wanna do is stay with her~
But I know all I have is one day with her!♫"

Jin switching to a new playlist hadn't even resulted in a full song before things took a most interesting turn. By the time he finished with those final few customers at the counter, he and others were taking note of the movements happening at that one table. Five attractive women moving to the beat of a good song would get anyone's attention, so most paid it little to no mind. Jin, however, was more observant than most. That vegan woman was a dangerous sort. After only a little while, she was up and initiating dance with the one called Rangiku. Before any rational person could have known any better... Nozomi's top was pulled overhead. Even Jin wasn't sure how to react to something like that, but the other patrons had yet to realize what was happening.

[Apollymi]

Kama shared her visuals while nodding her understanding and surprisingly enough kept up her own studies. "Mm-hm, I'll keep it in mind~" she offered freely. "Box it..." uttered Miko as he picked up an idea of a thing to use in general, she wouldn't be one to leave important information behind either. Though the more important thing in the moment was the music being sang in front of her. What she felt was a story of fun, bright pinks and purples and yellows flashed in the spectrum as Mitchel sang of the days worth of fun, of the recklessness of youth, crashing cars and the like. Kama continued to watch the waves and understood the parts of the song which made sense, the feelings behind them were simple enough though the extra depth was something she'd only come to understand in the last few days. Still, how did his soul get into such a pitiable state, how did this girl walking away from him cause this much damage? Was it a simple matter of her allowing the transfer of that depth in the first place and then cutting him off completely? 'The song seemed so hopeful except for the last bits... how did he end up, so broken? Does emotional investment not being nurtured really go that far? It can't have been that long...' Kama mentally questioned compiling a list to ask of Miko in the near future. "Why would you warn him but give him all that hope... ugh," Miko couldn't help her discontent. She was now pouting, not even for her own sake but on behalf of a friend who definitely didn't deserve this kind of treatment. Mitchel was odd, direct and very 'rock star lifestyle'... but he'd always been nice to her, she hated his suffering.

Speaking of suffering, the last call at the bar was suffering something which would eventually have a name. For now though it could be called drunkness and music. As a song started the former danger of their friend group became more obvious. Though many patrons were already done for the night and on their way to closing tabs. Rita and her friends only seemed to be getting more lively as time went on. Rangiku couldn't have been more excited, the return of Nozomi to full form had taken the better part of their meal but here she was, dancing half naked shirt in hand. "Goddamn I missed my best friend~" Rangiku mentioned triumphantly. Their combined movements seemed to be doing just enough, keeping Nozomi from direct view but also basically flashing the bartender periodically. Yes, apparently this was a dance, most timeless.Reina looked up from her fried skewers while sipping her own drink and shook her head. "Gikushi is enabling Nono... the cycle continues and this is why I never invite ya'll to my work place~" she asserted. Still, she'd meet up with them from time to time just to catch a break. "And this is why I'm always sitting on the outside of the table, in case anyone decides to be brave, you lot can't be trusted by yourselves," Saori mentioned. But if it was considered the right way, Saori's violent tendencies were also enabled by this sort of group behaving this way, "I'm really happy we're all back together... this is great to see. I needed it~" Rita mentioned happily. Even if they got kicked out of some place or had to pay for something she'd always be happy to see all of her friends having a good time in whatever way they preferred.

[Bloodedge]

Some low chatter continued in the control room as the song continued. Takao remained entirely silent, merely listening to one of Mitchel's most familiar songs. Miko had quite a bit to say, though, so he'd eventually chime in. "It's been the same story for five years. He says one day here, but... yeah. Anyway, he never got over it," he explained of the other male's conundrum.

"I could live forever and a day with her!♪
I don't want to live it if it ain't with her!♫
I could go up out to outer space with her!♪
All I need is one more day with her!♫"

Finally, the song Her was reaching its conclusion. The instrumental mellowed, Mitchel's breathing slowed, and the outro came in a singing voice that could easily be considered a long sight.

"Ooooh! She's always been running from looove~♪
'Cause daddy didn't give her enough~♫
But I can make the pain better!♪
All I need is one more day with her~♫"

And so, the song was done. Sad though it was, Mitchel seemed relatively upbeat in its final moments. Maybe the drugs were to blame. Regardless, he gave a bow and leaned into the microphone again, staring through the window at a trio of fine women with varied expressions. "I'm not used to the groupies being so quiet. No panties, no tits? Ta, get in here! Let's drop another new one!" he urged. Well, the plan all along had been to record for the new album. "As long as you're back, I'm down. I feel like─" In the middle of Takao's speech, Mitchel shook his head vigorously. "Nonono fuck, I got it! Drop one for that thing ─ the sick beat! I'll give 'em something new," Mitchel said, prompting Takao to shake his head and start a new instrumental.

All the while, Jin was running a few final numbers and moving on to clean glasses. He'd be doing that while leaning against the bar and... naturally, watching a topless Nozomi dance around, shirt in hand and conveniently hidden from others by her equally mobile friend. The amount he was able to see even seemed purposeful, so of course he was going to watch with equivalent intent. 'Signed up for five. Didn't know turning the bar into a strip club would be included for free. Guess I'll cancel their whole tab,' he thought, already making plans based on things yet to finish happening.

[Apollymi]

The song was one which wasn't necessarily hype, but that didn't mean anyone was unmoved. Just the same, Miko got the extra information from Takao as the song was winding down even though she was currently pouting while taking what had once been a very normal perch for herself. "Five years... of course he didn't get over it. How do you start something that way and string someone along like that?" Miko earnestly didn't get it. Kama had something to say, and it was low enough that she could have been talking to Hiruko, but while he might have picked them up, the context was whispered for Miko's sake. "He won't make it to seven. His soul is shattering and is calling for sustenance unavailable to fill it... so it just gets deeper and more intense," she clarified for the other girl magically. "it's technically not unlike what you were doing to yourself before... and what could happen between the pair of you if you put up a similar line between you..." Kama gave that warning sincerely. Miko wouldn't purposefully hurt anyone, and it was true she knew what longing did to a soul as she'd done it to herself. 'Still, it's normal. Five years and he's almost destroyed himself from a single transfer and three hundred and she'd only just begun to show signs of damage... I can assume that wasn't a purposeful act from her... maybe for the bigger thing resting in her soul though?' Kama couldn't help but be curious. Kama's words were indeed heard by Miko but she took them in and pouted deeper. She didn't enjoy being called out but understood the words just the same, "Box it..." she commented. Only to hear the final words of the song, "Ugh, she doesn't deserve him!" Miko sounded almost petulant, but that much was to be expected. She truly wasn't fond of people treating others so badly.

At the same time, it seemed a new song was up, the energy of the room felt wrong to Mitchel and thus he proposed a new song, only to change his mind about including Takao in it, even before he was properly able to move Miko off his lap. "Is this what stimming looks like for other people? I see 'Mi' in this kind of activity..." Miko said managing only to avoid looking like a child due to the boobs she now had to cross her arms under to be comfortable. "Wait, I get to see a fresh song, awesome!~" Kyoka was happy at least. Kama for her part in this was interested in the act of 'composing' as Miko had put it. "Sou ka..." she murmured. Perhaps a bit more outward showing would be in order... well, they'd find out when the next song began.

Meanwhile, a bartender was taking note of a strip show in the back of his bar. The corner table had two dancing ladies of opposing hair color dancing just close enough to be flashing the bartender periodically without actually appearing as completely naked for the rest of the bar. Saori for her part in this could only shake her head. Perhaps she was actually being too hard on the kids of 30 year old, women couldn't get their lives together for a normal outing. Oh well, that look was noted by Reina who finished her plate only to look to Rita... "Are you going to want to dance too? As long as you promise not to throw my hip out I'll dance with you~" she claimed in a joking manner. "Oi oi, I don't like other girls that much... but I was planning to relax a bit until we needed to pay the tab~" claimed Rita. All the while the song would eventually have to shift to another one which also seemed just as upbeat. If nothing else a group of dancing women would definitely keep the bartender occupied. Especially with Rangiku just casually flashing a nice red lace thong from beneath that loose skirt she was wearing, ever the artful one to make sure to remain mostly unseen though reasonably enticing.

[Bloodedge]

Words shared at a whisper by Kama were indeed heard by Hiruko. He knew she was speaking in magical terms and assumed those words were in response to Miko. Still, he took in all information that could be potentially useful in his own future. He was going to get involved with all this magical stuff, after all. "You're really a well of information, Sakucchi. How long would it take to drink you dry?" he flirted jokingly, whispering even lower than before to avoid Kyoka's ear. At the same time, Takao was scoffing in response to another statement from Miko. "You wish you could be that tame," he stated. Just then, Mitchel began speaking. "Got the vibe. Let's see if we can hype it up enough to get bitches' panties flyin' and titties swingin'!" he announced as the music started fresh.

"Hours lost...

Ooooh, yeah~♪

Wasting my time in the hills... Yeah~♪
I'm wasting my time with these pills again, baby~♫
Wasted and trying to heal, yeah... Mm-mmm~♪
So tell me how the fuck to feel now~!♫"

Suddenly, the beat intensified. With that, Mitchel snatched the microphone from its place and stepped back from all other equipment. He was bouncing with the beat, moving around in the recording booth as if he were performing live on stage.

"I'm back out on exhibit!♪
Back up on my feet, I feel the traction, let me kill it!♫
Had to go to rehab to establish my commitments, yeah!♪
No religion, still─
Cynical, but I cycle through optimism, shit!♫
Breeeathe in, had to find a way to stop the bleeeeding~♫
All of your chemicals I beliiiieved in~♫
Left me for dead without any reeeeasons~♫"

As the first song of a playlist drew closer to its end, Jin became less and less invested in cleaning glasses. It didn't take much for him to start wiping out a tumbler that no longer needed cleaning. In fact, he'd all but given up completely on looking down at it, even occasionally. Nozomi wasn't the ideal one of those five to see topless, but Jin was a practical enough guy to appreciate any pair of tits that had some plumpness to them. By the time he'd also been given a cheeky glance under Rangiku's skirt, that tumbler was set down so Jin could fully lean against the counter and focus on... far more important things. With two others looking like they would become more mobile as well, Jin only became curious. 'This a special grab bag or something? Wonder if everybody's got something different over there,' he mused in the confines of his own mind.

[Apollymi]

Sakura was a well of information, she knew a great many things, even though her life had been relatively short. But she also had the combined knowledge base of all six of her parents and what she learned from them directly. The cheeky words of Hiruko about her nature made her smile. That soft whisper just for her ears would get a surprisingly cheeky answer from her, "Oh? How much time you got?~" she answered back just as much flirt implied. Still it left her mouth so smoothly that Miko congratulated her in that spaced out way she did, "That was a good one. Saku-chan's gone native~" she murmured seemingly about nothing at all. Meanwhile she questioned the activities of Mitchel and got in return a semi-joking reply from Takao. He'd been around her quite a bit so his take probably wasn't wrong but that didn't mean she wanted to hear it. She pouted immediately, tilting her head so she could look at him with her puffy and upset face. "Meanie! You could have let it slide... I know how bad I am," she scoffed childishly before the next song started. Still, Mitchel's sexualized words kept going. Ah but the music started, how was this supposed to be a song that enticed...

"Wait, I really like this..." Miko commented as the beat dropped and the tone shifted. From Kama's perspective, the colors changed to ones which were moving around excitedly in burst. Warm oranges, yellows and golds. From the perspective of Kyoka by the time Mitchel grabbed the microphone she was bouncing too. Kama for her part in this couldn't help the movement of her body either, it was like she simply had to follow along with the feeling. "Oh? It moves the body too?~" Kama sounded excited about the development. "Real music moves you~" Miko commented to the girl. Ah, and Miko wasn't just zoned in completely. Her body was moving on its own bouncing to the beat as well. Too bad she'd forgotten she was occupying a lap one which she hadn't in quite a while. She had the body to go along with those movements now, and was shifting around already skimpy clothing as she bounced along to the music too. She was entranced so much so that those little circular movements of her hips weren't even something she actively thought about, nor was the fact that she was occupying the lap of another person.

As the first song in the bar switched and there were two already dancing. Another two were beginning to look antsy. Not one to be able to stay too still, Reina finally got up, making sure she wouldn't be blocking the other two. As the music switched Rita looked anxious. That voice and those words got her hot and bothered and made her want to move her hips too... "You may as well go ahead... we all know I'll talk to Jin-san if it's necessary~" Saori said, and by the time she did, Reina was holding out her hand to Rita. Their body movements didn't involve getting naked, no, they were just moving to a new beat. But with the words carrying them up, arms would be going up in the air, and artfully grabbing on the other woman in front of them. The bar became a dance club so quickly Saori could only watch and smirk. There had once been a time, where this group were sneaking her into places and she ended up posted by an exit because... well, a topless Nozomi was still flashing Jin, and Rangiku would shaking her body. Reina had started moving her own body and Rita had taken to slow grinding against her and as the smaller of the pair, Reina couldn't help but take advantage of the height difference, leaning in directly to make out with the other woman while molesting her, and making sure that Jin got a full set of looks. "Shameless~ I was wrong the young ones are par for the course~" Saori admitted her hands up. Perhaps she'd apologize to them at some point. But presently she was watching winding movements and flexibility show from Reina whose legs split apart as she sunk in front of Rita before she easily made her way back into the standing position. And by the time she did, Rita was bent over at the waist and slow rubbing her hips against the other woman giving a peak down the front of her dress.

[Bloodedge]

Whether it had anything to do with her form change or not, Kama was easily falling into the flow of things. Her flirts sounded a bit less unusual now, more... suave. "Honestly? I'm guessing it's nowhere near enough. That wouldn't stop me from trying~" he suggested. The same hand that had been holding Kama's moved then, sliding its way onto her rear instead. He noticed she was already starting to move along with the new song, and so was Kyoka for that matter. Well, he expected as much from her. All the while though, Takao was dealing with something unexpected. It was no surprise that Miko enjoyed this song. It was completely normal for her to move along with the music as well, but... Takao couldn't have expected such movements to happen in his lap with that body. For one who yapped about 'girl issues' earlier, she wasn't being very sensitive to the gender barrier here. A lap smothered by soft ass cheeks was the bane of any man's sanity, and having all those curves moving about in close proximity wasn't going to help at all. Why'd she have to be in his lap doing that? Signals were more mixed than ever before. As another lover of music, however... Takao was already subconsciously moving as well. His shoulders were bouncing naturally. By virtue of that, his lower body had some small amount of bound to it. In his mind though, Takao could only be grateful that she'd chosen the wrong side of his lap to sit on. . .

Mitchel saw the movements of everyone in the control room and felt satisfaction. This was closer to the type of energy he wanted to see. Speaking of the way he saw things, it looked as if Takao had a random groupie in his lap getting a bit frisky. With a wide grin, Mitchel waved one arm up and down, as if to endorse the hype as the pre-chorus began.

"I close my eyes and I paint in the dark... tracing lines~♪
Lost my focus, lost my drive~♫
... All this time~♫
... Lost my mind! Yuh!♫

Hours lost, we've been wasting time in the mountains!♪
Hours lost, we've been wasting time trying to count 'em, yeah!♫
I can see the hours fade away, yeah~♪
Just like how I'm faded every day, shit~♪
I was lost, almost took my life in the shower, fuck!♪
I was lost, abusing that money, sex, and power, baby!♫
Hours lost... Mm-mmm~♪
I was lost, if I said I wasn't, I'd be lying!♫"

Mitchel's performance was taking on a new edge ─ a more fiery portrayal of the usual depression. At his best, he sang of dark topics for the sake of building the crowd's energy. Elsewhere, another form of energy was building; rather, several forms were. Jin didn't care about the cleanup for this night anymore. If there was any cleaning to be done, he already preferred the idea of sweeping everything off the counter and replacing glassware with any number of the women he was now ogling. Just as he expected, two more rose to dance. Well... maybe it couldn't be called dancing as easily as it could be called foreplay. Grinding was inherently sexual to watch. Making out and groping in the middle of a dance was just pointed. Those two were so engrossed in each other, he wouldn't have been surprised to see them both on the floor before the song's end. Lo and behold, the tanned one did lower herself to the floor, in a split to boot. 'Might have inherited some of that dumb luck. God damn,' Jin thought, picking that glass up again just to fill it with pure scotch. 'Four out of five freaks. Them's winning numbers.'

[Apollymi]

Kama's understanding of language and her ease of flirtation was likely something which happened for two reasons. She had become more immersed in regular conversation with Hiruko and had been reborn through her interaction with Ajax. Both people were worldly by the normal modern standards, so she was able to more easily navigate the language. "Try, you might succeed~" Kama encouraged the man even arching her back, moving her ass into his moved hand. She seemed to be enjoying the attention and noted that music in the way it was presented in modern society was much better than she'd known it to be. Kyoka for her part in this was bouncing and because she was, she held a certain gravity given that large chest of hers. None here would be questioning her enjoyment of herself though. At the same time, those movements of Miko's weren't being discouraged, she wasn't even sure they would have been. Takao wasn't the type to make her stop enjoying herself, and even he was bouncing lightly to the song. His shoulders moved and so did his lap just a bit. A passing thought had Miko as she enjoyed the song and took the encouragement offered by Mitchel with a thumbs up and a tiny bit more vigor. "Whoa, keep talking like that and you'll end up with a bath buddy Mister. Just slipping in suicidal ideations like that..." Miko was almost pouting but the song was hype enough that she wouldn't stop moving.

While people danced more for an uplifted beat, a different set were busy enjoying a different sort of music. A thinly veiled innuendo was having women dancing, making out with each other and basically just putting on a show for the bartender of this particular establishment. It was obvious to Saori, that he'd long since given up on cleaning up anything and was now just watching the group be... well slutty in public. He was even having a drink, which Saori assumed would be his method of ending his night. "Saorin, you can't not dance all the time... everyone's gone come on~" Reina complained just a bit. She didn't come out to hang out with her bad girl friends to no have all the girls being bad together. "Fine..." Saori said finally standing, but she didn't approach the other women, no she walked up the bar instead flashing Jin a knowing smile. "Already drinking, might as well have a dance right... I can't go without a partner and you want a closer look?" she commented almost absently. The bar was more clear than it'd been even a moment before, this gorup had a habit of running the inhibited away, and she figured she might as well get a bit of the song out of the man before anything else happened. "Oi oi, should we let her do that? You know how she is... remember first year when she made that dude jizz his pants before we even left the club and he was too ashamed to even look anyone in the eye afterwards?" Nozomi recounted a tale from their early years, but that didn't matter. "Well, she basically said she had extra dick on speed dial. If anything bad happens we'll all just go home with you and tear up her option and purposefully not include that cuck of yours~" Rangiku offered knowing full well she wouldn't have fucked Nozomi's husband even on a slut day. "Careful... her hips are more dangerous than mine~" Rita gave the cautionary warning. All the while partners were being swapped to various effects by the ladies, as they kept attention all the while.

[Bloodedge]

Hiruko was urged to try, as success may be a possibility. Of course she had to understand his belief that any chance was worth it in many situations. With Kama's ass rolling against his hand, he had little choice but to give a little rub and squeeze. "Best plan I've heard all day. There's something else I have to do though, so I might have to make two attempts~" he replied. There was something he'd been considering for a few minutes now. With Miko so zoned-in, he thought to provide some insurance against Kyoka noticing too much about the brunette. As he also had some personal reasons to grab her attention, there would be no hesitation from his other hand as it moved toward her backside just as the first had Kama's. Meanwhile, Takao was beginning to realize his own movements ─ if only because Miko's were intensifying beyond what he was doing. He couldn't even resist his own movements taking on a rolling quality in addition to the slight bounce. Ah, but the enhanced bouncing of Miko was dangerous in its own right, being more than enough to start bringing a firmness to Takao just to the left of her... very exposed thigh, which may have been brushing against him just slightly.

Mitchel noticed things looking a bit 'friskier' than even a few moments before, becoming more excited by the prospect. Things were starting to look like the concerts he remembered. Though his arm further encouraged the building degeneracy of all parties in the control room, his own movements were growing still for the next verse ─ one he sang the first half of closely into the microphone.

"See my future in your eyes,
So don't tell me that you're leaving me~♪
Don't leave me, baby~♪
Don't leave me~♪
... Nothing but fear, yeah~♫"

With the first segment out of the way, Mitchel stood with his legs spread apart. The occasional step forward was taken through the second half, joining a slow climb back up the energy meter.

"Fuck this backseat drivin', switch shit to another lane♪
Burnin' rubber in a Demon, kickin' up the pace♫
All this mental pressure, I can feel it in my brain♪
If I don't escape, I think I might just go insane♫

I don't wanna live and die, I wanna live and live~♪
Higher than my expectations, gave all I can give~♪
Every track that drops a hit, bitch, I don't ever miss~♪
Always active, actin' like the devil's advocate! Yeah~♪"

Jin was mostly content to watch four women be completely unhinged, flashing and molesting each other as the remaining patrons vacated the bar for various purposes. It seemed some of them gained an understanding of what was happening in that corner, thinking to escape for whatever reasons they had. Jin only saw that turn of events as a positive thing. If everyone else vacated the premises, he wouldn't have to worry about leaving the bar when things inevitably took another turn. Speaking of turns, one most interesting came about when the bar emptied. Saori, the one who'd yet to join the others in dancing, approached the drinking bartender instead. "Hah? Changed your mind about the order, miss?" he asked without hesitation, only to hear the true reason for her approach. Nozomi and Rangiku partnered, as did Rita and Reina. As she was left with no partner for dancing, Saori selected Jin himself while the others rotated. Right away, Jin chugged the remainder of his tumbler, poured another, and took it with him around the bar. "Can't complain about a little moving," he said. Upon receiving Rita's warning, Jin looked the brunette over. He paid extra attention to her hip region before giving a smug little scoff. "I wouldn't call yours dangerous," he declared.

[Apollymi]

Apparently, there was something else he had to do today, so Hiruko might have to take two attempts. With that hand squeezing her backside Kama couldn't say she minded at all. In fact she could only be pleased by the desire to try at something multiple times, "Nothing wrong with that~ Take as many attempts as you need~" she added a cheeky smirk passing her face. "And careful... you're a whole new man now~" she warned Hiruko, who now had the body and spiritual harmony to match his potency. While Kyoka bounced to the beat, a hand found its way to her ass as well... she slipped a bit closer, but that wouldn't stop her from commenting on the randomness of the situation, even though Hiruko was a prime target even for her. "Oh? I know you're always playing your luck but did you try the party favors?" she questioned but that was fine regardless, she and Kama would be busying Hiruko and she would continue bouncing those massive meteors for Mitchel to see. And while that occurred, Miko was busy bouncing in Takao's lap, perhaps if she'd been thinking clearly, she would have realized that she'd not met stiffness yet, but that wasn't truly important as she was enjoying the music. Well... the thought was starting to creep in anyway, invasive as it was, if only because Takao's own movements began to feed into hers. That little bit of hip rocking was enough for her to match his pace... and with it the gears in her head began to turn.

As the energy lowered just a bit, Miko caught the tempo and slowed herself but that didn't stop the movements, no... it just made them more pronounced. And that led to her feeling that stiffening member against her thigh. Her eyes widened and she had a series of realizations. A lid blew off a box she'd been holding even while knowing its contents. "Box is open." Such a random sentence slipped from her mouth, but in future it might become one of the most dangerous things anyone ever heard. As that building bounce had her shifting in Takao's lap properly, and feeling his member for real. She crossed her legs using the motion to easily turn herself around in his lap. She'd be looking into his face while her thigh rubbed against his member through his pants as she wrapped her legs around him. "We need to talk," she uttered immediately. "About everything but also about this..." she said one hand shifting to his cock which she followed pleased with its size enough that she was definitely going to take it into herself. Having been distracted from the music her hips were still moving in Takao's lap but right at the moment in facing him she was lined up for something very different.

Meanwhile, a song about fireflies was about to start a few sparks. In the moment Saori approached the bartender who wondered about her shifting the order. "Iia, you could consider it a part of the decision making process..." Soari claimed. If she wasn't going to fight a man tonight, she'd at least find out directly if it'd be worth it compared to her more recent experiences. "Heh... I missed hanging out with grown-ups~" Saori mentioned it was something so normal about watching a grown man finish a drink and take another one to get ready to dance that felt... more normal to her. Well... as he was coming along that cheeky commentary aimed at Rita made that woman scoff, "Challenging people early, huh? I'm on a roll, no complaints later~" Rita mentioned. Her roll was something that no one could say anything about, given this... Saori begin the dance with the bartender. So calm did it start, face to face while her body found the beat of this song and then... just as soon as it was found, she began to ride that sound. Her hips movements against this man's hips would be in line with the beat, up and down in circles... she was showing herself to be what she always was, quite a prolific rider. All the while the other women were switched up and in so doing the pairs got slightly different looks to them. Nozomi was now paired with Rita, meaning two slimmer forms were showing a bit more of themselves while touching. At the same time, a doubled thickness of Reina and Rangiku were showing the difference between a tanned gyaru and the typical 'bimbo' by look.

[Bloodedge]

Hiruko figured Kama would allow him numerous 'attempts' as they were calling it. In fact, it was now his understanding that their earlier bit of pet play was far more serious than he could have previously imagined. She warned him about the new nature of his existence, but he had something cheeky to say in response. "There shouldn't be any problems. Potential danger is why I keep my lucky charms♥~" he said with a wink. Moments later, his other hand reaching Kyoka's rear resulted in more closeness from the green-haired woman. Ah, but she felt the need to ask about his experience with the party favors. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't. I just figured it was a good idea to make sure you remembered I'm here, before you fangirl too hard♥~" he claimed. By Hiruko's approximation, Kyoka had the most of Mitchel's attention presently. It was only natural, as it seemed to him that both Miko and Kama were a little occupied. If this was going to be that kind of party, his eye would be drawn to the jiggling mountains that seemed more open. Of course, that mentality didn't stop him from ogling the others as well.

Claims of a box being open would become the cause for panic and anticipation across the known cosmos one day. For today, it was cause for confusion. Why was she saying that? Well, Takao would only be finding out after the lass swiveled her way around in his lap. She was basically straddling him after a few moments, bringing the first halt to his movements since they began. "Uhh..." Takao muttered. They needed to talk, according to Miko. They had to talk about everything, including... his cock, which her hand was immediately drawn to through his breeches. She was still moving as well, though it didn't seem as related to the music. Takao's reaction was ever so slightly panicked, if only because he didn't know the exact reason Miko said such things. "Look, it's a natural reaction! You were brushing against it!" he argued preemptively based on his own assumptions. All the while, Mitchel was appreciating the energy more and more.

"Hours lost, we've been wasting time in the mountains!♪
Hours lost, we've been wasting time trying to count 'em, yeah!♫
I can see the hours fade away, yeah~♪
Just like how I'm faded every day, shit~♪
I was lost, almost took my life in the shower, fuck!♪
I was lost, abusing that money, sex, and power, baby!♫
Hours lost... Mm-mmm~♪
I was lost, if I said I wasn't... I li-ied~!♫"

Finally, it was time for the song's outro ─ something very low, very somber in contrast with the chorus. Alas, Mitchel's mind was elsewhere. He needed to restore the hype, so he was already mentally plotting the next song.

"And I'm waking up everyday crying...
There's a void in my stomach, can't fill it...
15 minutes... anxiety kicks in,
In 15 minutes from the moment that I wake~♫
15 minutes... yeah~♪
15 minutes...
Oh, no,
From my past, keep on runnin'~♪
Keep on runnin'~
From my past, keep on runnin'~♪
Yeah, there's things that I've said that I'm not too proud of~♫

Saori wasn't quite planning to put herself forward in turn order, but she called her dance request part of her decision-making process. Jin didn't believe there was much of a decision to make. He did believe, however, that she'd realize that soon enough. "You let me know when you're caught-up on that," he said. Now out in the open, he shared a bit of banter with Rita, the group's funder for this particular outing. Obviously she was on a roll of some sort. The type of roll Jin had become interested in lately, though... was of a very different sort. "Don't see much rolling from here. Show, don't tell~" he flirted casually even as his body began swaying at Saori's fore. She was on the type of roll he thought of; that much was made abundantly clear right away. That glass of scotch kept his right hand occupied, but his left found its way onto the curve of her hip. As opposed to her circular movements, Jin's hips took more of a side-to-side, up-and-down approach... which would soon result in a bit of impromptu thigh rubbing that wasn't quite all thighs. He had been watching the other four for a few minutes, after all, so a bit of build-up was inevitable.

[Apollymi]

Kama learned earlier that Hiruko was one of the smoothest men she'd ever encountered. He easily flirted, took in information and even made assurances about understanding the negatives. He apparently kept lucky charms around to keep bad things from happening. "Sou ka... that works, it'll buy you a bit of extra time and some distractions apparently♥~" Kama offered her own hips still bouncing. That term 'Lucky Charms' seemed to apply to the women in the room at large as far as she could tell, at least tht is what the visible magical connection said. She was acutely aware of what was going on in this room, and it gave more context to what she'd not understood in that carriage ride earlier. It seemed she wouldn't even have to make any pushes as things seemed to be moving properly of their own accord. Kyoka for her part in this was being reminded, the dangers of fangirling too hard with Hiruko not actually admitted whether or not he'd partaken of the party favors. "No one forgets about you... when you slide in all smooth like that. Hmphf~" she turned her nose up, but it was mostly playful as Hiruko's interference with her physical form still had her shaking massive boobs at Mitchel which she was discretely pulling down on the front of her dress to reveal more and more of. That little note that Hiruko had made earlier had already been taken into account, and Kyoka was braless and prepared to flash a man today. The music was dwindling but the heat was still present and building, with discretion being lost by the second.

Speaking of discretion, Miko didn't really have that currently. It became obvious when she turned around and latched onto Takao directly that she had something else entirely in mind while looking up into his face. "You dropped the rhythm~" Miko mentioned observationally, but that didn't change the movements of her own hips nor any of her actions. Her hand was on his cock and he was panicked. He spoke of natural reactions because of her brushing against it and she in turn smiled with a devious light dancing in her eyes. "Is this what this looks like from the outside?~" she questioned as she watched him miss the point. A different kind of energy came to her as her ass began moving up and down in his lap taking on the bouncing her body had been doing so naturally. Shutara had once told her to rip off a band-aid so to speak and words confused along with her actions so she might as well act now with the words that would make her point best. "I don't need a biology lesson, O♪-nii♪-chan♪~" that little chirp escaped her lips as she leaned up into him. "Not with words anyway~" she offered, as if to make her point as clear as possible she leaned in, intending a lick up from his collarbones up to his throat, over his chin and into his mouth settling afterwards looking into his eyes, hovering over his lips, so close she could swear she could taste something minty and refreshing. Miko would be losing most other things in that moment, but somehow still moving her rear in clear view of Mitchel and stirring the pot. Looking over Kyoka had a hushed whisper. "Goddamn she moves fast.. " Kyoka noted as Kama smirked. "I think the appropriate line here is... the monster is awake?" she posited rhetorically while shaking her hips. At least she didn't have to worry about Miko stifling herself again.

Beyond the developing orgy at a music studio... there was a different one starting up Saori had claimed a dance partner. "You'll know~" Saori claimed. If she made a hard decision, she wasn't the type to avoid it. No, she'd throw herself in, even if she thought she might regret it later. But she had a few recent experiences under her belt, she could manage a bit of dancing with an admittedly attractive, torturer turned bartender. His flirty words to Rita had her looking a bit shocked, "He's a bit bossy, I like it~" she claimed as if amused by the entire situation. At the same time, Jin's movements would be working with Saori's, a side to side up and down movement to go along with her own movements to the beat. Had the pair of them working and meeting at perfectly paced rhythm. It was enough to make Saori's brow raise, by movements alone, but that tool, was nothing to scoff at either. Actually, by her own approximation this man was somewhere between Astolfo and the Sex Devil, maybe even a side grade. And she'd not broken either of them physically... A look of contemplation crossed her face which Nozomi recognized. "Oi, she's about to pull something. We're goin to have to jump her!~" Proclaimed the obvious lush who was ready to potentially fuck her friend to fuck a guy. That little black sweater dress and a pair of low sandals menat that Saori could just allow him to slip under the dress. Her body was firm and perfect from working out, but there was still softness to be found at her ass, chest and thighs. "Oya, Jin-san... you've got a few moves," she complimented the man with a little smirk on her face.

[Bloodedge]

"It'll buy me everything I need," Hiruko added, never subtracting his hand from Kama's active rump. The same could be said of Kyoka's rear-end, though with a bit less focus as it seemed hers was also split... for reasons Hiruko could easily accept. "As long as you don't, Kyoppi. I'd have to do something drastic if you did. But hey, I'm not a monster. I won't get in your way♥~" he chirped. It was clear to him what the movements of her upper body were for. The feeling of music from the three artists here was something different ─ something he now knew was magical. If Kyoka intended to go full groupie tonight, he couldn't say anything negative about it. That was especially the case since Mitchel's eyes were being drawn more and more toward her person. Ah, but Mitchel's song was done, and he was feeling something else. "I think I'm feeling a freestyle and a party! Concert's coming up, how many bitches are coming with me to it in the Audi?!" he asked.

Takao would have corrected Mitchel by reminding him that the concert was tomorrow, but a high Mitchel had no sense of time regardless. Besides, he was officially far too busy for anything else. According to Miko, he'd dropped the rhythm. Of course he did! This turn of events was completely unfounded, and her hand and hips gliding along his clothed shaft caused too much distraction and confusion. She also claimed recognition of his reaction, as if he'd become like her. "Don't give me that!" he barked. Alas, Takao was not in the position of power here. Miko enabled the return of an old and dear form of address for him. More surprise settled as a result ─ especially with the flirtatious tone and words applied. His response... was nullified long before it came. Instead of reacting, Takao was subjected to a tongue gliding from his collarbone, up his neck and onto his face. She stopped that line just shy of his lips. It was one hell of a tease, incredibly confusing, but equally arousing. It probably didn't help that she was brazenly grinding in his lap, all but forcing him to start moving beneath her again. "So did you just, like... flip a crazy switch or something? This seems like a switch," he claimed.

Apparently, Jin would know when Saori came to the necessary realization. That sounded a bit flirty, surprisingly enough from her. She'd been the least open of the bunch thus far, but it seemed she was with the others for a reason after all. As for Nara Rita, who apparently liked dealing with a bossy man... "Maybe you should listen then," he said. Whatever the case, Jin was currently partnered with Saori. She felt his member against her leg; he knew she did. The expression Saori wore as gears started turning in her brain, was that of a woman he could take interest in. Not many could get a feel for him with only contemplation to show for it. Regardless of her friend's words, Saori commented on Jin's moves. Was it so simple a mention of his dance moves, or was there perhaps an underlying meaning? Either way, his response wouldn't change as he lifted that glass to his lips. "Glad you think so. Could show you more," he said, winking over the glass and pulling at Saori's hip.