edgeoflife | Night Out on the Town?

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Night Out on the Town?

True enough, Zack hadn't been joking about going out. For him it's been a pretty long time so why not go all out? The people that had seemed interested all got a message explaining where they we going to be. Someone that Zack thought could use a little social get together got a message regardless if they answered his call out. He isn't sure who all is going to show, but who cares?

All that matters is that he is here at some bar that Cloud has picked out. Friends will be here too, hopefully. They can cut loose a little and have a good time out tonight. If they manage to have a little too much fun... Well then it makes for some good memories and new stories to be retold. Who knows, maybe someone it won't even be remembered in the morning.

(( ooc: but no seriously. do what you want. it's kind of an open mingle sort of thing for anyone and everyone. make your own threads or join in others. sky's the limit for real. ))

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Let it be known that Zack wasn't paying attention to how much he was consuming tonight. Nope, not at all. This meant he would be in varying states of intoxication throughout the night. This also meant Zack would be in varying states of giddy touchy feely tonight too. If Zack threw an arm around a stranger or friend's shoulder, that wasn't abnormal. Now when he started leaning on them and getting probably a little too friendly? Well... Then be worried.

For right now, he was pretty relaxed. Glass in hand, Zack was humming a happy little tune. Of course he was tone deaf so it likely didn't resemble anything familiar at all. And was he looking at a cute staff member? Probably.

How long he was staying, Cloud wasn't sure, but he'd said he'd come so... he'd be by. For a little bit at least. But spotting Zack, he looked... well, not exactly busy, but certainly focused and Cloud...

Took a breath and walked over after a few more moments of awkward, uncertain hovering. The humming made him smile a little, even out of tune as it was.

"... if you get a new career, it probably shouldn't be as a singer," he offered up as he sat down.

Focused, yes, but not too much so that he didn't notice Cloud. The tiny one. Okay, so relatively tiny one. The same Cloud that just poked some fun at him.

"Could you do better?"

Honestly, Zack knew he didn't really posses any vocal talents. Yet that didn't mean he wasn't going to issue a challenge if someone teased him for it.

Considering there was no talking in stereo and another chocobo-headed blond hadn't suddenly appeared, yes, that would be the same one who'd just poked fun at you, Zack.

"Maybe." He didn't know, really - wasn't like anyone had had much chance or opportunity to make judgements on his singing ability, and it was a long time ago now that he'd done it for fun with his mom. And that hadn't been about good or bad.

"It's... not that bad, though," he said, meaning Zack's humming. He'd heard worse, but Zack still probably shouldn't try to go for singing as a career.

"Maybe you should belt one out for all of us to hear and judge," he grinned.

Oh he was aware that singing wasn't his strong point. However, it was a bar. No one here really needed to possess any talent. After a while, even the worst voice could sound like the best one. It'd be even better if everyone just started to burst into song together. True friends, there.

"What--- no!" Cloud protested, silently cursing that it almost turned into a flustered squeak, even when he knew Zack was just teasing him and didn't mean he actually should do it.

He still ducked his head and slid further down into the chair, as if anyone at all was paying attention to him, or Zack and what Zack had said and would demand he sing something.

Was Zack teasing? Could anyone be sure in this sort of setting?

"I really think you should, lil chickabo."

He better be. Flushing at the new nickname, he frowned ~~pouted~~ up at Zack.

"I'm not singing," shaking his head, he pushed at the glass of whatever non-alcoholic he'd gotten - he couldn't remember the name anymore, but it was pretty tasty, actually, "and what's the chocobo thing good enough for you?"

He didn't even like that but being 'demoted' further when he was as old as he'd always been (to him, at least)... well, that was just rude.

Zack gave a little bit of a shrug.

"The other you is affectionately called Chocobo... And you're younger so..."

So it just made sense! It wasn't a demotion. It wasn't being rude. Okay so it was being a little bit rude. Teasing in general implies a degree of rudeness that was acceptable.

"... that makes more sense than I'd like," he said quietly, frowning and trying to figure out a good angle to protest it, but... There wasn't any easy way, because he was younger than the other one. And it wasn't like he'd be able to make Zack not use the 'chocobo' nickname at all.

It hadn't worked before, it wouldn't work now.

Nagato eyed the drink in front of him with well-hidden wariness, not daring to look away from the multicolored cocktail in case it would jump at him when he last expected it. There even was a paper umbrella in it. If that wasn't suspicious, nothing else would be.

So of course, when someone brazenly slung an arm around his shoulders with a 'Whassup?', the ninja was completely taken by surprise and froze, before instincts took over and Nagato violently turned around, trying to shove the offender away. It was either that or stabbing the man in the eye with the paper umbrella.

Immediately Zack's hands went up. He made the universal gesture of 'hey now calm down I'm harmless here.' The kid was a little jumpy, huh? Well Zack didn't really think he would blame the guy for that. These were weird times after all.

"Sorry! Promise no one here's going to bite," he said with a grin.

Kid? Nagato was almost forty! Sure, he didn't look a day older than twenty but still! He did have some pride, Zack was so lucky he'd lost his mind reading abilities right now!

Thankfully, the ninja didn't try to attack further, the universal gesture of surrender calming him down somewhat: instead he narrowed his ringed purple eyes, wary. The newcomer had those strange, glowing eyes that marked their owners as 'soldier', whatever that was, and people here spoke of those with a mixture of admiration and fear, and Nagato sure didn't like that mix.

Then the redhead noticed he was staring and slowly blinked.

"... My apologies. I did not mean to attack you, you, hm, you startled me. I hope I didn't hurt you?"

It was all good. Most people were a little put off by the hint of Mako in his eyes. Some times it really was for good reason. Three out of four First Classes did kind of turn into some sort of monster at one point or another. Two of them committed acts of mass destruction over the Planet too. There was plenty of reason to be wary. However, Zack was Zack and usually, eventually, he didn't really have much issue with people being wary of him.

"It's fine and nah. It takes a little bit more than that to hurt me."

Like an entire army's worth. But that wasn't really for polite conversation... Even if Zack wasn't really one for manners in the first place.

"First time here?"

Drinking, people-watching, and flirting? Reno was so there.

"You gonna make a move or what?" he teased, nudging the SOLDIER. "If you ain't careful, some other player's gonna take her right out from under yer nose, yo."

Of course Reno was there. It would be a very disappointing time indeed if the Turk left Zack high and dry. Look at all the wet blankets here ( a.k.a. all the Cloud's ). Someone needed to breathe a little life into things.

"What? Like you?" he teased right back. "I don't think you have a shot, man."

"Why?" Reno asked, mocking naive innocence. "Is she a lesbian?"

Because of course, that could be the only reason Reno wouldn't have a shot. He smirked. Gods, he'd forgotten how fun Zack could be. Sure, there had been a rivalry on the streets between the Turks and SOLDIER (and the general Shinra guard forces...), but things were different off-duty. Zack was different, honestly. The other SOLDIERs didn't really associate outside of their ranks -- though, to be fair, neither did the Turks.

Zack and Cissnei changed that.

"Beats me," he replied with a shrug. "All I'm saying is that you don't stand a chance."

Because the implication is that Reno is only amazing in Reno's own mind. Of course, the same could be said for how Zack thought as well. He knew that too, but like hell he would pass up the chance to give a Turk a hard time.

"I'll bet you twenty gil."

Look, he really didn't have much on him, all right?

One eyebrow rose. Twenty gil? Either Zack wasn't all that serious -- and Reno doubted that, the puppy had plenty of pride -- or that was actually all he had.

"You sure about that, Fair?" Reno asked. "I mean, it'll hurt enough when you lose yer girl, but then you lose all yer money, too..."

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Night Out on the Town?

general open for anyone 8d

:v no-longer-dead people club??

you can be VP

yay! Is Aerith the treasurer?

nah. she is prez

Ah, true. She would definitely be.

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Have a ninja. Please don't break him!

no promises

But I like my ninja :/

sorry for the delay

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