Open RP: Party at cluster three!

[redballerina]

((Takes place shortly after this. Open to all, but especially Chiana, Bombalurina, Jack Hodgins, Bun-Bun, Jack Sparrow, Jadzia Dax, Strong Bad and Strong Sad.))The search for a party had gone badly. Apparently people were still too befuddled about their new state of holy matrimony to really indulge in drinking just yet, so Chiana and Bombalurina

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[rogue_nebari]

Chiana is pleasantly buzzed. Not drunk, but a bit more relaxed and happy than usual. A vast improvement for how she'd been at the beginning of the evening, really. Still, she's a bit grumpy over the lack of company, though Bomba's is nothing if not stellar. "What, are you all dead or married?!" She turns her attention back to Bomba and rolls her eyes. "Some people. Couldn't get them to enjoy themselves if you put a gun to their heads, huh?"

[redballerina]

Bomba snorted with laughter. What? Chiana was funny. And she was right, too. "Yeah!" she agreed whole-heartedly. "Not even a wand! At their heads." Mrr. Stupid wands. Bomba still didn't have one. She didn't want to be a witch. Witches were stupid, too.

She took another swig from the rum. "People are so boring," she muttered and blinked a couple of times. Whoa. Dizzy. "If I were them I'd want to go out and party. Isn't that what people do when they're married against their will? Yeah, against their will!" she hollered at a passing House-elf. It better keep its distance, that thing, or she was going to scratch its eyes out. Bombalurina sighed. "I don't want to be married. No offence, hon." Because as far as wives went, Chiana was pretty cool.

[rogue_nebari]

Chiana snorts at that. "Hear that? Have fun, or I'll take this frelling wand and turn you into a drannit! Or something. You know, I've never actually seen a drannit."

She giggles again, amused at how quickly Bomba's feeling the effects of the rum. "None taken. Marriage is for welnitzes. Except us, of course. We're just victims of circumstance."

[redballerina]

Neither had Bomba. At least not that she was aware of. It was still funny, though. "I don't know what a drannit is," she said cheerfully. "It's still funny!"

She nodded seriously. Welnitzes. Absolutely. Those were the things marriage was for. "Yeah! Victims! That's us." Bomba sighed deeply. "It's still better than being mated to someone. That's what we do, back home. No marriage." She grimaced. "Just the mating dance." And that was BAD ENOUGH.

[ka_click]

"Hey babes, what's shaking?"

Oh, look, work-a-holic Bunny has decided to drop by.

[redballerina]

Oh look! A bunny! It was the same bunny that had taken nude pictures of Bomba that one time. The redhead gave Bun-Bun a flirty sort of wave.

"Hey, darling," she said, raising the rum bottle in an awkward sort of toast. "I still haven't seen how my pictures turned out." Shame on you, Bun-Bun. Shame.

[ka_click]

He waves his wand. "Accio, Pictures!" And a short while later, here they come, winging through the air to land smack in his little paws. "Got 'em right here."

[rogue_nebari]

"Hey, I remember you! Bun-Bun, right? The guy with the pictures. Said I could wear a red bikini." Chiana is pleased at herself for remembering. Then again, a talking rabbit is hard to forget.

[buggy_genius]

Hodgins stormed into the cluster and stopped dead in his tracks at the sight of the two women lounging around by the hot tub. With a glance skyward and a silent mouthed "Thank you," he put on his most charming smile. "Please tell me I'm being forced to marry one of you two. Or both."

[redballerina]

Aw... Okay, so he wasn't Bomba's typical sort of bloke, but she'd gone a few hours without any human males in her presence, so her features immediately brightened at the sight of Hodges.

"Sorry, darling," she purred and waved lazily at him. "We're married to each other." Oh yes, it was said with some bitterness. Bombalurina patted the deck chair next to her, smiling invitingly. "You can still sit down with us, if you like. Got anything to drink?"

[buggy_genius]

Hodgins wasn't sure whether to be disappointed or to cheer at the revelation of her marital status. The speechlessness doesn't last for more than a few seconds though. "Um, sorry, don't have anything right now. I didn't quite plan on my evening plans going from 'having a drink at the Ravenclaw bar and maybe making something blow up' to 'married to someone I haven't met yet.'"

[redballerina]

Nothing to drink? Too bad. And Ravenclaw... Oh yeah, the house with the big bird. Supposedly the place for the clever people.Oh well, he was still a guy, and she was pretty much starving for guy company.

"Trust me, hon, none of us were planning to get married," sighed Bombalurina glumly. She was lucky, though, being pretty much married to a kindred spirit.

Speaking of kindred spirits! Bomba held out the bottle of rum to him, leaning over and intentionally flashing him a bit more cleavage than was perhaps necessary.

"Have a sip of this, then," she encouraged. "It's what we've got. So what's your name?"

[daxtastic]

Bat'Leth still hooked over her shoulder, Dax was walking alongside her new hubby, who had apparently been gallant enough to offer an arm.

"Oh, look," she whispered, "the neighbors! Let's go say hi." She steered Jack over to said neighbors, and was pleasantly surprised to see a familiar face. "Chiana, hello! I take it this lovely young woman-" she nodded towards Bomba "-is your new spouse?"

[parlulilaloo]

Women marrying women? Not something you saw every day, at least from the century he'd come from. And yet... he could totally get on that idea. No, really, he had to thank whoever had brought that on.

Jack gave a bow in greeting - only half of one, really and a bit awkwardly, due to an arm still linked through Dax's, but no matter. "Two women," he added in kind, nudging Dax. "One marriage. Plenty of bosom to go around."

[daxtastic]

"And that's only considering a marriage between bi-breasted individuals," she observed in turn. "Remind me to tell you about Perkalon 8, sometime." They were an ample bosomed people!