Goodbye Dollet and Thanks for All the Fish! (backdated to Sept 28)

[om_nom_namur]

Characters: EVERYONE!!! And any "local" NPCs you want to make up
Location: A warehouse down by the wharf
Rating: G+? idk people will do as they will do
Open/Closed/Finished: Open
Summary: It's an excuse to pump dance music really really loudly, tbh.

The party was put together ridiculously fast, but everyone who decided to help went all out, and the place is pretty damn awesome. There are refreshments, strobe lights, a loudass music setup, and lots of space to dance. Come on in and have a blast! Garden will be sailing off in the morning, and then it's back to school. Time to get in that last hurrah!

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[om_nom_namur]

"Uhh, not really," Namur ran a hand over the back of his head. "Jus' r'member feelin' like a dumbass most a the time when I was a smolt. Deep shit was goin' on all 'round me an' I was stuck in the middle half the time an' didn't even realize 'til it was gettin' in my gills, y' know? Thought it was jus' me for a long time, but I realized later it's jus' somethin' y' go through. Some hit it earlier'n others, some get stuck in it longer, but eventually y' figure yerself out."

[gunbladegrrl]

Maria nodded. "Yeah. I was lucky, I got that early, and I got my chance to do it. I don't know what I would've done if I hadn't made it here... but then again, I never really considered another possibility. Failure wasn't an option."

[om_nom_namur]

"Course it weren't," he smiled, cocking his head to the side a little, "Yer the type that's goin' t' save people an' all that."

The music began to wind down, and Namur grabbed a CD that was sitting next to him on the table.

"Play six on this'un next. Y' like t' listen t' any kind a music on yer own?"

[gunbladegrrl]

[Maria just smirks.] Sure, but nothing contemporary. Funny thing about skipping a decade, everything you used to love is out of fashion... replaced by I don't even know what, but I don't really like it.

[om_nom_namur]

"Oh, y' got lost in time compression too?" Namur was surprised. "Bet that was weird for yer folks. Listen, though. All this music's new t' me. Some a it sounds kind a like some a the shit we got back home but it's all different, jus' the same. When y' make the... whatever y' called it. Play list? On the computer, I'll listen t' some a the songs y' like. Good music's good music, don't matter how old it is, catch me?"

[gunbladegrrl]

She nodded. "Yep. Lost ten years between Dollet and here when I first shipped out. So styles and times changed and I missed it all, leaving me an angry old woman at my young age."

She was just playing though. "Just haven't really sat down and found something these days I really like, especially since it's getting harder and harder to import albums from Galbadia."

[om_nom_namur]

"What's wrong with music y' find everywhere else?" Namur was genuinely curious.

[gunbladegrrl]

"The two major music scenes are Esthar City and Deling City, and Esthar's a little too..." She waved a hand in the air, not quite sure how to describe it. "Well, it was isolated from the world for years, so it got very closed-off in that time, and its music developed along heavy electronic lines without any outside influence to either incorporate or learn from. So I never was really fond of it."

[om_nom_namur]

"Sheheheh, so y' prob'ly been hatin' the music here t'night, huh?" There'd been a lot of pop but admittedly, most of Namur's music library was geared toward breakdancing, which tended to have almost excessive electronics overlaying a hard, steady beat. He shook his head and smiled gratefully.

"Well, shit. Prob'ly ought t' get out there then 'fore yer patience wears out," he laughed. "When y've had 'nuff jus' let me know an' I'll take over 'gain!" And with that he rolled backwards off the table into a handstand, held it for a full second, then let his feet drop to the ground smoothly. It took a few seconds for people to realize he was out on the floor, but the crowd quickly shifted back as those nearest tried to give themselves distance. Namur pretended he didn't see, told himself they were just giving him space because they wanted to see him dance, and then that's what he did.