Encampment Under the Sea [Open to All]

[applesaucemod]

Since the dreamers of Manhattan had such a lovely time at the last vaguely-nautical-themed party, the Rift has decided to step things up a notch. Tonight, the dreamers will find themselves in what appears to be a city very much like the one they inhabit in the waking world, full of towering skyscrapers, neon signs, and heavy traffic. But there is one rather crucial difference: this city is located deep underwater, and the aforementioned traffic is mostly whales and fish, with the occasional submersible thrown into the mix.

The walls and windows are heavily reinforced to withstand the pressure of the water outside, and the people who dwell in these buildings seem to be doing rather well for themselves, for the most part. Buildings are connected by enclosed walkways, so barring any horrible accidents, the dreamers should have no problem getting around without getting too wet.

Much like the city they inhabit in the waking world, some areas are more obviously affluent than others, and the dreamers are as likely to stumble upon an upscale club as an underwater pub. But while the chances of a full structural breakdown are slim, there are definitely some areas that are on the leaky side, and a general sense of claustrophobia pervades the city wherever you might find yourself.

Explore. Or, if you're feeling particularly ambitious, attempt to escape. Either way, take care - it's hard to say what might be lurking in the darkness just beyond the city lights.



[ooc: Y'all know the drill. All characters are welcome, whether they are in the game or not. Characters can remember or forget the events of the dreaming at the player's discretion. And the party never stops - backtag into infinity!]

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[etherthief]

She grins and starts lining up the various juices and syrups she's been accumulating/muddling throughout the night. She sets out a martini glass, to which she adds a healthy portion of lavender gin, and equal parts strawberry, lemon, plum, and a little spritz of ginger syrup to finish. Into this, a strawberry on a toothpick and a twist of lime.

"Martini d'Asadi," she says, "with a kiss." She clinks the gin bottle gently against the rim of the glass - the martini 'kiss' - and slides the drink over to her new friend, before leaning up onto the counter and giving him a little peck on the nose.

"Enjoy," she says as she slides back down to the floor and starts casually cleaning up. "You need anything, the name's Iman."

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel is a little busy examining the martini when she leans across the counter, but the peck definitely gets his attention. Well, then. Very promising.

He plucks the strawberry out of the glass and eats that first. "Iman, I don't have many needs, but I'd be happy to give you a list of wants." He lifts up the glass, smiling behind the rim, then takes a sip. "Not bad at all."

[etherthief]

Iman chuckles warmly and wipes down the counter. "More where that came from," she says. She leans onto her elbow again, affecting the air of a good, accommodating bartender. "So, stranger." She runs her finger through a missed puddle of juice and licks it off tidily. "Tell me all about it."

[has_a_horn]

"Gabriel," he offers. "You this nice to everyone, or do I get special privileges for being very handsome?" He chuckles, thinking that just flirting with someone again is nice. It'd be even nicer if it actually went somewhere, but he's not too picky.

[etherthief]

"I'm extremely nice," says Iman with an arched eyebrow. "And you're very handsome." This is great, meeting someone as casually flirtatious (and obvious about it) as she is.

"You know, that looks delicious. I'm gonna have one too." She sets out to make a second, pouring it into the same highball glass she's been using all night. Lots of flavors and residues mixing in there. Delicious.

"I'm not a real bartender," she says with an exaggerated wink. "So I'm ALWAYS on my break."

[has_a_horn]

He smiles at the (albeit fished-for) compliment, then watches as she makes her own drink. "I didn't think you were. At least not one working here." She'd have to be pretty deep into the dream to actually think that she was the bartender here.

He nods to the chair next to him, offering it. "Come out and join me, then. Tell me what it is that you actually do."

[etherthief]

She gives him an assessing look, then hoists herself up over the bar, and slides over onto the stool beside him. Needlessly ostentatious, but what the hellll. She slips slightly, accidentally, on purpose, and ends up halfway on the stool and halfway slumped against him.

"Oh hey," she says, and loops an arm around his shoulders. "I did that on purpose."

[has_a_horn]

"I don't doubt it." And really, as much as he can say to have gotten to know her so far, he doesn't. He leans in and steals a brief kiss, then pulls back with a smirk and grabs for his glass again. What she'd made is pretty good. It'd be a pity to waste it.

WONDER FUCKBUDDIES: ACTIVATE

[etherthief]

"Smarty." Iman grins appreciatively as he indulges in the drink, but as soon as he's set it back down she leans in to kiss him properly. He tastes like fruit and ginger and gin, as does she, probably. Nice mouth on this one. She could stand to get to know him a little better.