◊.iv. Video|Teneka|Evening.◊
{The feed flicks on to reveal Yako and Aphrodite in what seems to be a club of some sort, if the classy leather seats they're in are any indication. Aphrodite seems to be completely in her element, a sharp contrast to the smaller blonde fidgeting on the chrome-accented black and cream leather as if it was smoking hot. She turns to the goddess, her mental voice kept low, as if that made it any less understandable.}
I-I'm really not sure about this...are you sure?
{Aphrodite smiles as she leans in.} I am quite sure, love. Relax, it'll be fun. {Dressed in pale pink tonight, Dite positively oozes happy feelings.}
Well....if you're sure. {Yako looks unconvinced, but nods, turning back to the camera and putting on a nervous smile. She's still obviously unsettled.}
Um, so, today's my birthday! Eighteenth to be precise. And, um, Aphrodite-sama had this idea...she said it was the thing to do at this age. {She looks back at the goddess, hoping she can explain it further, because Yako certainly doesn't understand it completely.}
{Smiling still, she rests her arm on Yako's shoulders.} I think that an eighteenth birthday means that Yako should be introduced gently to the pleasures of womanhood. So we shall learn about the beauty of the male form tonight~
{Yako looks extremely embarrassed now, and only relaxes the smallest bit against Aphrodite.} I'm sorry I still don't understand what the appeal of this is supposed to be... {She rubs at her now red cheeks.} But, it is technically a birthday party, so anyone's welcome to come by...um. That is, anybody who... {She looks away, unsure how to phrase it.}
Anyone is welcome to come~ An eighteenth birthday is very special and of course her friends should celebrate it with her. {Dite adds, with a look that says that she would be most displeased if no one arrived.}
The....club is called The Runway. It's near the harbour; kind of hard to miss. {Yako squeaks when their shirtless waiter arrives with their drinks. She takes a brightly colored drink, studiously looking away.}
U-Um. That's it really.
(ooc: Dite and Yako are, as you may have guessed, in a strip club. Anybody is welcome to swing by to see the birthday girl, or bug them over the PORTALS as the night progresses.)
I-I'm really not sure about this...are you sure?
{Aphrodite smiles as she leans in.} I am quite sure, love. Relax, it'll be fun. {Dressed in pale pink tonight, Dite positively oozes happy feelings.}
Well....if you're sure. {Yako looks unconvinced, but nods, turning back to the camera and putting on a nervous smile. She's still obviously unsettled.}
Um, so, today's my birthday! Eighteenth to be precise. And, um, Aphrodite-sama had this idea...she said it was the thing to do at this age. {She looks back at the goddess, hoping she can explain it further, because Yako certainly doesn't understand it completely.}
{Smiling still, she rests her arm on Yako's shoulders.} I think that an eighteenth birthday means that Yako should be introduced gently to the pleasures of womanhood. So we shall learn about the beauty of the male form tonight~
{Yako looks extremely embarrassed now, and only relaxes the smallest bit against Aphrodite.} I'm sorry I still don't understand what the appeal of this is supposed to be... {She rubs at her now red cheeks.} But, it is technically a birthday party, so anyone's welcome to come by...um. That is, anybody who... {She looks away, unsure how to phrase it.}
Anyone is welcome to come~ An eighteenth birthday is very special and of course her friends should celebrate it with her. {Dite adds, with a look that says that she would be most displeased if no one arrived.}
The....club is called The Runway. It's near the harbour; kind of hard to miss. {Yako squeaks when their shirtless waiter arrives with their drinks. She takes a brightly colored drink, studiously looking away.}
U-Um. That's it really.
(ooc: Dite and Yako are, as you may have guessed, in a strip club. Anybody is welcome to swing by to see the birthday girl, or bug them over the PORTALS as the night progresses.)