[Thread] Pre-Hallowe'en goodtimes at Queens Supreme! [Open to: any and all, really 8D]

[orange_epiphone]

Who: Naruto, the 'Girls' (ie drag queens), anybody who wants to show~~
Where: Queens Supreme
What: Pre-Hallowe'en party time goodness! Rotating musical awesome! Candy! Costumes!
When: Saturday 29th October, 1988
Notes: YARRRRRRR! 8D

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[ladiesride4free]

Kiba had never been into a drag bar before. Or a gay bar, despite all rumours to the contrary. Oh, yes, he knew all about that shit half the male quotient of the dance classes had spread/were spreading behind his back, and the fact that some of it was true or close enough to make no-nevermind just made it worse.

However, all of this was basically irrelevant. He even recognised a few faces, fortunately or unfortunately, from that one gig at the Whiskey. It was debatable as to whether they recognised him or not. although Kiba supposed the point was really moot - in jeans this tight he still racked up a chorus of appreciative wolf-whistles as he positively sashayed, nay, minced, through the door. He grinned back devilishly before remembering which part he was playing for the evening and assumed a mien of downright flabbergasted terror. Brown eyes scanned the packed club and its gaudy decor for his friends. Blondie Naruto was ensconced behind the bar (you could spot the kid a mile away, he postively glowed with some kind of semi-mutant radioactive halo of happiness and weirdosity, it was a little creepy) and Kiba deduced that it was Tem underneath those killer spines. Like she was some kind of...punk hedgehog.

(Best not to mention that comparison to her, though. She might puncture him through the spleen or something.)

There was some dark-haired thing all over them, and Kiba's eyes nearly fell out of his head as he realised it was actually Anko and she was wearing normal clothing and not yelling epithets at bystanders. That was just fucking creepy; oh, well, it WAS Hallowe'en after all. He began to thread his way through the crowd, trying to ignore the over-friendly pats to his backside and ruffles to his borrowed hair. Damnit, if anybody pulled his wig off he really was going to pull a Zaku and pout. Very hard. And very ineffectively.

(Damn, he was pretty good at this acting gig!)

He stumbled as he tried to backtrack instead of taking out a 'queen's platform and half-collided with a smaller form (unusual in this place) going in the opposite direction. Automatically he began to apologise before his brain recognised the face above the tutu and below the wig. "Wha-- Sugarpop?! What're you doin' here, toots?" Kiba practically had to yell his lungs out through his nostrils to be heard - they were under a speaker and in the middle of a giggle-gaggle, to boot. But seriously, what was Sakura doing here? To join the jam? And if so, why was she apparently leaving? He gave her a curious smile, absently adjusting his own wig and hitching Zaku's purloined jeans a bit higher - his butt was a tad too big to wear the damn things comfortably, they kept trying to escape to the safety of his knees.

[candiedxcherise]

Sakura’s brain reeled and her brow furrowed. Zaku? No, that couldn’t be right. When did Zaku talk to her, let alone call her Sugar-Oh. Oh! “Kiba?” She ventured as she grabbed his arm pulling him away from the speakers that were blasting the music so loud her head felt like exploding. She was positive that Coco (it was Coco right?) didn’t want splattered brains all over everyone. Besides, she needed to get a better look at Zaku… Kiba… Zaku.. KIBA. Kiba looking like Zaku in better light. “That is a pretty fantastic costume~ But, you’re butt is a little too big for those pants, huh?” She smiled that sweet Cheshire smile, attempting and failing to hold back her giggles.

And then she avoided his question, with a smooth “Were you apologizing to me? Awwww, I knew you loved me Snugglebunny~” And then before he could ‘ewwww’ about the hug and the cheeky little smooch on the cheek she’d just given him she answered his inquiry. “I was just leaving actually. I thought I would just pop in to say Hi.”

Somewhere in the back of her mind she was glad she’d surprised him, but then again he had shocked her. So she wasn’t going to mention that, he’d make fun of her until the world ended! Or, rather he’d make MORE fun of her than he currently did. “Everyone is over at the bar…I’ll see you later okay?”

In the movies making a getaway looked so effortless! Seriously, it was totally not effortless at all. Especially since she kept bumping into people - no, this wasn’t her fault, people kept bumping into her! Haku, and then Kiba, she hoped she’d make it this time she could see the door. She smiled at him again taking another look at him to burn how ridiculous he looked before brushing past praying that she’d make it to the door this time.

[heavenly_notes]

Tenten hadn't really wanted to go to a Halloween party. But Cole (♥) had been busy, and Queenie and Reggie had to work at their mom's place (boy, could Tenten sympathize). She hadn't seen Naruto and the others outside of class because of practice and work, and this seemed like a good chance to see what everyone was up to. Like as not, they probably wouldn't recognize her anyway. Her hair was pulled under a short, 1920s Pageboy wig, her grey pinstriped skirt had a cut high up the thigh, showing off the tops of her black stockings and grey garters. Tenten adjusted her fedora low over her eyes and caught a glance of herself in her compact before heading inside. Her lips were painted the deepest, darkest red she could find and with a little help from a makeup tutorial she'd found in the library, her eyes were dramatically dark and contacts had made them bright, break-your-heart green, just like the movies stars sixty years previous.

She switched her plastic tommy gun (you could fine anything in the city if you knew where to look) to her other hand and walked through the doors. Cheerfully, she wondered if anyone would recognize her, when she saw Sakura and Kiba in the hall.

Sneaking up behind them she put the tommy's muzzle in the small of Sakura's back and said in a sweet, slightly seductive voice, "Don't move, honey." If she'd been there for the earlier problems with Anko, Tenten wouldn't have stopped Sakura's fleeing. But as it was...

[ladiesride4free]

Kiba reined in a frown as Sakura gave him half-answers and moved past, then frowned harder as she was accosted by another stranger. A bit of squinting (damn, his eyesight must be going due to old age or something) revealed that the newcomer was, in fact, legitimately female, and a surreptitious step or three closer to the suddenly-stagnant pair brought him close enough to recognise Tenten under that hat. His lips pulled into a happy grin and he continued towards the girls to better greet his friend (and maybe pin Sakura down for a little longer, he sort of felt that he'd been neglecting her lately and it had him itching guiltily in the back of his conscience) and--

--Tenten had a gun. A toy gun, to be sure, but some sixth sense prickled; a quick glance around saw the white 'rabbit' heading in their general direction and recognised it as Haku and, oh, God, Haku plus guns equalled badbadbad.

On sudden Damage Control now, Kiba stepped in front of Sakura, winking at her broadly as his hands moved around her waist to grip the tommy firmly. "Gone and got yourself in a mess with gangsters, huh, Sugarpop?" he said, turning the grin back to Tenten. "Yo, Peaches! Lookin' pretty fiersome there! Where'd you find this?" The gun was gently tugged from her hands and Kiba pretended to examine it. "Heh! Crazy. The stuff you can buy these days, hu-- ahh, crap..."

Thanks to a handy brush with a passing 'queen (and a judicious throw, though Sakura and Tenten didn't have to know that), the potential for approaching Russian meltdown - Chernobyl Two - was discarded in a throng of happily ignorant, spangly-heeled people.