Celebrate Good Times (Ravyn)

[Lucah Ivaskov]

Very rarely did Lucah have reason to go to a club and celebrate. Most of the time he spent at a club was when he was working because the House was indeed a club, but it wasn't for celebrating. Though thanks to his job, he was able to swing the payments for his new apartment! The final amount was placed on the apartment just today and they got the keys and now here they were partying it up with his best friend and new roommate. Luc was careful though, he wasn't going to get wasted for fear of doing something stupid, but he planned on getting drunk enough to have fun.

Making his way into the club, he remembered how much fun he had coming here before. Back when he was a notorious whore, he lived for clubbing and it had been easier back in Europe. They were a little more lenient when it came to the fake ID cards. He hadn't really tried in the States because his whoring days lasted only a little bit before he had his first serious relationship. After that first one it seemed like all he could do now was find serious relationships that didn't even last. But he was working on it! And he needed to stop thinking about that because it was only making him stressed. This was supposed to be fun!

Lucah went for the bar first, dragging his best friend along behind him. It had passed his mind upon entering that this was probably not the best thing for Ravyn since she just experienced her father dying from alcohol poisoning, but she'd been willing so he went along with it. She seemed excited and that's all he wanted from this. They were going to have more fun than he could even imagine. If only he knew what he was like when he was drunk off his ass...looks like they'd find out.

[Ravyn Rozanova]

Yeah, so Ravyn's dad had died from alcohol overdose, and for a short time after his death, Ravyn had actually turned to the bottle on occasion to drown out the overwhelming emotions she had been experiencing. But given time, and after talking a lot with her family, she had come to the conclusion that drinking on occasion, and staying under her limit, was just fine. She was going to keep herself safe, and she wasn't going to let anyone pressure her into taking more than she wanted.

These were the reasonings she gave herself when she and Lucah had decided to go out and celebrate their new moving in together. After getting the last of their packing boxes inside the new apartment (though it was a pain getting them up those stairs, Ravyn did enjoy the high balcony their room allowed for takeoff), they had decided it was indeed time to have some fun and get rid of any stress they were having. Ravyn had never actually seen Lucah drunk, and she was curious to see what he was like. Fortunately, the apartment was within walking distance of the club, and so they wouldn't have to deal with trying to get a ride home.

Ravyn laughed as Lucah pulled her towards the bar, glad that they had gotten in without trouble. She had done this before, but it could still be a little tricky getting in. Still, here they were, and she was going to let loose. "What're you going to start with?" she asked Lucah over the loud music, nodding at the counter. Deciding she would just go with something light, she ordered a simple fruity drink as Lucah chose his own. They arrived within a few minutes, and Ravyn began sipping, pleased that it tasted nice and sweet.

"I can't believe we're officially living together!" she exclaimed, clinking her glass against his own. "I wouldn't want to live with anyone else, seriously." And she meant it.

A familiar song began playing then, a catchy beat that Ravyn couldn't resist. "Wanna dance yet?" she grinned, swaying her hips back and forth to the rhythm of the music. She might need to get him a little looser to get him to dance, she figured, but it wouldn't hurt to ask.

[Lucah Ivaskov]

Flopping down on a bar stool, Lucah waved over the bartender and flashed his ID. Only one year until it was legal and he could use his real ID then. "I'll take a beer," He said in response to not only Ravyn but also as an order. When she ordered something fruity he scrunched his nose and smirked at her. He couldn't pick on her too much though because she was a girl and they typically stuck to the light stuff. Lucah didn’t like fruity drinks, after all men didn’t drink pink beverages. Not unless they themselves were a tad fruity.

It didn’t take long before Luc was given his beer and he began chugging it down. Beer didn’t get him drunk too quickly, so why bother sipping at it? Not long after he ordered another, “I know! It’s pretty insane, I always figured I’d be living alone at first. Not that I don’t love that I’m living with you, I just sorta thought I’d have a bachelor pad,” He smirked. Until Jez came to visit because in the short amount of time she’d change it to a very homey feel.

Luc smiled at her and nodded, “I know what you mean.” Though could he really say he wouldn’t want to live with anyone else with him dating Callie? That seemed sort of wrong, so he just left it at that. He couldn’t very well say the same without being in a bit of trouble. “Other than Jezebel, but that’d be a little weird if I brought back someone and she was sorta there you know?” He laughed and scrunched his nose at the thought. Awkward.

Watching her sway to the music, he turned his attention to the bottle in his hands and took another drink. “I’m not drunk yet, good luck even then because I’m not a dancer. You of all people should know that,” He glanced at her sideways and smirked. Maybe start him on hard liquor and she might have an easier time getting him to dance.

[Ravyn Rozanova]

Ravyn stuck out her tongue at Lucah when he made a face at her. "I'll get something stronger later. I can handle my liquor, but these taste much nicer." If she was being completely honest with herself, she also wanted Lucah to get drunk before she did, just so she could be sober enough to remember what he acted like. She wasn't planning on drinking too much anyway, so hopefully she would be able to remember all of this night. And also, it probably wasn't the best idea for both of them to get hammered, considering their living situation now...

But anyway. Ravyn chuckled as Lucah downed his drink, shaking her head and finishing off the last of her own. "Oh what the hell, give me one of those," she told the bartender, nodding at Lucah. Soon she was sipping at her own beer, even as he worked at his second. "Yeah, I could see you rocking the bachelor pad," Ravyn chuckled, leaning against the counter and propping her head on her hand. "But at least now it'll cost half as much, and you'll have my wonderful presence to keep you company." She smiled brightly and laughed, taking another long drink. She could hardly feel the effects of the drinks so far, which was good.

Since Ravyn currently wasn't seeing anyone, and other than Ashton, hadn't even really met any potential dates for the near future, she was absolutely fine living with her best friend. She would understand Lucah's feelings though, if he had said them aloud; she was unaware of just how close he and Callie had gotten since she was away, but whatever it was, she was just glad they could still act like this together. "Yeah, that would definitely be a bit awkward," she agreed with a chuckle, raising an eyebrow. "Do I need to worry about you bringing anyone home?" she asked cheekily. "I mean, that's fine, just let me know ahead of time, you know?" They were probably going to have to sit down and talk about some rules in the near future, but she wasn't going to think about it now.

Ravyn had known it would take a miracle to make Lucah dance, but she pouted at him all the same. "I'm going to get you to dance by the end of the night, you wait and see," she told him, standing up as she finished the last of her drink. "Get something a bit stronger to drink, yeah? I mean, let's live it up!"

She glanced around the room. "I'm gonna see if I can find someone to dance with," Ravyn told him mischievously. "I'll be back in a few." She didn't really actually want to dance with some stranger, but at least this would give Lucah a chance to get a bit more alcohol in his system while she stayed at least somewhat sober. Oh, she was cruel...

[Lucah Ivaskov]

“Hey, do what you want, I just don’t understand the love of fruity beverages,” He smirked and nodded when she claimed she’d get something a little stronger later on. Luc didn’t really have any room to judge because it wasn’t as though he was drinking anything hard yet, it was only beer. A thick, dark beer, but still it didn’t give him any right to judge her. Still, he liked to pick fun. He didn’t want to be too harsh though, he understood not wanting to get too wasted after what happened with her father. And two drunk exes, probably not the smartest thing either.

Lucah popped his collar with a smirk and rolled his eyes, “Hell yeah I would. But I suppose you’re right, as far as the costing less.” He nudged her with a smile and laughed. Of course he was going to love having her around, but he didn’t have to outright say it. In fact, it might be best if he didn’t. Luc downed the beer and waved the bartender over again, ordering a shot of vodka straight up.

As far as Lucah knew, he and Callie had gotten very close since Ravyn’s absence. They were still only dating, but they had a strong connection and he cared very much about her. Enough to want to face the wrath of her brothers. He had at least something to benefit him; he knew why they were so incredibly protective of their little sister. He was the same way with Jezebel and she hadn’t even started dating yet. The day she brought a boy to meet him, well he had to admit he wouldn’t be very nice. Luc laughed, “Well I mean if I do bring Callie over, I suggest you invest in some earplugs.” Anything to make things a little more uncomfortable and fun. He knew rules would have to be enforced though because he sure as hell didn’t want to hear her having a guy over. Talk about a whole lot of awkward.

“You have fun with that,” He ordered another shot of vodka and watched as she headed for the dance floor.

[Ravyn Rozanova]

Ravyn chuckled as Lucah popped his collar, resisting the urge to roll her eyes. "Oh right, that's all that matters to you," she joked along with him, nudging him a bit harder in return. She raised her brows as he ordered a shot. "That's more like it," she told him, grinning. She assumed he knew his limit, but it would be interesting to see just how drunk he might get. She hadn't experienced it before, so she wondered just what kind of drunk he was. She tended to get either giggly or emotional, depending on her mood - tonight, it would definitely be giggly.

Ravyn had known a bit about Lucah and Callie before she started being too busy to pay much attention to anything else, but she was unaware of details. Therefore she let out a small sound of half-surprise, half-amusement as he spoke about the blonde. "I'd rather not be home at all if that happens," she told him after she got control of her laughter. "You guys have gotten that serious, huh?" It was an interesting relationship, she thought; Callie was so bubbly and optimistic, and Lucah was... Well, Lucah. She was probably really good for him, actually.

Ravyn happened to run into someone she knew as she made her way around the floor, and spent a bit of time talking and dancing with them before making her leave and coming back over to the bar, where she hoped Lucah was beginning to feel a bigger effect from the alcohol. "How're you feeling?" she asked; she was just a bit tipsy, and ordered another beer as she sat back down next to him. A pleasant buzz filled her head, and she grinned lop-sidedly at Lucah as she waited for his answer.

[Lucah Ivaskov]

“Of course it is,” He said with a laugh. At one point, it was sad to say that the comment was true. He cared about money and he waved it in others’ faces because he used to be a snobby rich Romanian. Lucah smirked when the shot was set in front of him and he told the bartender to line up four more. Might as well since he planned on drinking them all relatively quickly; one did not just simply have one shot and stop there. He figured if he was going to drink, why not let loose and drink a little more than usual? Rarely did he get drunk enough to have real fun, it would be fun to actually do something like that and what better time than after getting an apartment?

Luc laughed and shook his head, “Not really. I’m honestly not too sure where we are in this relationship. You know how we are, both of us don’t do serious very well.” Or all that often. Granted he had started getting into them more often, he still hadn’t had a very successful one. He didn’t really feel like getting into his confusion at the moment. It was supposed to be a fun day, care free and celebratory. Why get into the messy relationship details, least of all with an ex of his. That just didn’t seem like the best idea. “Then again, it could just be me and all of my obliviousness,” There, end of conversation.

When she went off to dance, Luc’s eyes strayed away from her and instead he took in all of the people around him. He wished that Callie could have come with him, depending on how drunk he got, she might have gotten him to dance. Lucah made a mental note to call her when he got to the apartment and take a picture to send to her. Who knew, maybe he would get her to come over every once in a while and they could have a movie night? As his mind wandered, he kept the shots coming and with every shot came a strand of incoherent thoughts. Ravyn came back and he felt rather scatter-brained.

Her question stumped him a bit until it slowly registered and he pointed at her dramatically, “I’m fantastic! How was the dancing? D’you have fun? I wish I could dance.” Wow, seemed to be a talker once he could form sentences.

[Ravyn Rozanova]

Ravyn nodded in understanding. "I get that. I totally get it..." She trailed off. She hoped, for his sake, it would work out. Ravyn knew how much he had been hurt, and part of it had been her; he didn't deserve any more of that, ever, at all. "Yeah, you never know!" she told him optimistically, sensing that he wanted to drop the subject; she took the hint.

She noticed all the empty shot glasses around Lucah when she returned, and couldn't help but giggle. "You've been busy!" she declared. "Nice going." Then he started speaking, and Ravyn's grin widened. Oooh, this was going to be fun. He was never like this. "Hell yeah, it was fun!" she nodded. "And you are going to dance." She snapped out her phone and took a quick picture of him (hee) before grabbing his hand and tugging him out on the dance floor, making sure there was enough room around them before beginning to move to the beat; it was a deep, throbbing rhythm, very easy to dance to. "Let's see how you move, Luc," she giggled, grabbing his hand and spinning herself underneath his arm. "We gotta celebrate!"

[Lucah Ivaskov]

The great thing about Ravyn and his relationship was that they understood each other. It didn't take her long to get that he wasn't in the mood to discuss his relationship with Callie. And it wasn't so much that he didn't want to talk to her about it, it was just hard to talk to anyone about because he was clueless as to what they could be known as. They were still only casually dating. There was still a possibility that she could find someone else and that fact still terrified him.

"Nononono, I don't want to dance, I wish I was capable but I'm notttt," He flailed as she took his hand. She took him to the dancefloor and he stood there, extremely stiff and tense. He may have been drinking quite a bit, but he wasn't that drunk. Not yet anyway. "This is about as much movement as you'll see out of me. I'm not a dancer for a reason." Oh boy this was bound to be awkward.

[Ravyn Rozanova]

Ravyn pouted at Lucah; apparently he wasn't quite as drunk as she hoped he would be. "You're totally capable!" she argued, sticking her tongue out at him. "There are a ton of guys here that suck at dancing. That's why a lot of them just grind on girls and call it dancing. It's gross." True, she had had her share of that sort of partying, but nothing too... Well, intense. She never really enjoyed it that much anyway. And she was glad that, at least, was something she didn't need to worry about with Lucah.

She did, however, need to figure out how to get some sort of movement out of him. "Don't be so tense, at least!" she told him, glancing around the area. "C'mon, Luc, just something easy. No one's paying any attention to us; this place is too crowded and dark for anyone to see anything anyway!" She grabbed onto his hands and started pulling his arms back and forth, not caring how dorky she looked. "Do you want to get more to drink?" she said into his ear, hoping that would help with his stubbornness. She was determined to get him looser.

[Lucah Ivaskov]

"But Ray, I don't just suck, I blow," Facepalm. What was he saying? Lucah really didn't talk like that on a regular basis and it appeared that the more he drank the more outgoing he got. And yet he didn't slur words. It must have been due to the Romanian accent that was butting in. He looked around and noted what she was talking about. Lots of girls bent over with guys standing behind them. Looked like one giant orgy to him...and he was in the middle of it...with Ravyn. Nope, that wasn't going to plague his mind right now. He was too busy having fun!

When she grabbed his hands, he looked at her with an arched eyebrow. They moved back and forth as if they were children just learning how to dance. He probably looked as ridiculous as he felt, but she was at least successful in him loosening up a bit. He let her one hand go and spun her into him. Oh yes, Luc knew how to dance (ballroom lessons he liked to forget about), but she would definitely need a few more drinks for him to dance the way he was supposed to in a place like this.

Lucah shimmied a bit and started actually letting go. He shook his butt like a weirdo and smirked at his best friend. She really should be embarrassed for him at this point.

[Ravyn Rozanova]

"What the hell does that even mean?" Ravyn laughed, nudging the boy playfully. He was definitely acting strange, and she blamed the alcohol, of course. She needed to get him out more often. Ravyn looked around as he did, raising a brow at all the different dancers, and could practically read what Lucah was thinking. "No, Luc, I'm not going to ask you to dance like that," she chuckled. "That is not my style." Even drunk, she didn't dance like that. She wasn't an overly classy lady or anything; she just had some damn self-respect.

"That's more like it," she giggled as he spun her, finding herself spinning into him. She grinned up at him, so much taller than herself, and allowed herself to step out of his sort of half-embrace. "See, you can totally dance!" she snickered. True, not exactly the type of dancing people typically did in this sort of place, but dancing nonetheless. She'd never had dance lessons herself; she just liked getting loose and having fun.

Which was what Lucah started doing even more of. Ravyn covered her mouth with her hands and laughed loudly, watching him for a moment before going and ushering him more to the side of the dance floor; he was getting weird looks. "You look like a dork!" she yelled into his ear, unable to stop laughing. "I need to take you out more often!" Because she was really enjoying this side of her friend.

[Lucah Ivaskov]

Lucah shrugged theatrically and laughed. He seriously didn’t even know what he had just said. That was probably a bad thing, but hey, he was still having fun! This whole experience was what college was all about anyway right? He was living the life of a college boy just like the rest of his dormmates had. Oh if Dimitri could see him now, he’d probably disown his son even more than he already had. The thought was much more pleasant than it should have been. “Good because…ew,” He shuddered.

He looked down at her and smirked. Oh yeah, he could dance, but that was about all he was going to do. He had no intention of showing her any other moves because he knew that would end in someone getting hurt with as drunk as he was. Even he knew it was a really bad idea.

Luc even knew he was dancing like a freak and when she started leading him away from the rest of the dancers, he knew he’d successfully embarrassed her. “What d’you expect Ray? Have you ever seen me this drunk and trying to dance? Because it s’never happened before.” And there was the slurring. He finally had to stop dancing because he knew if he kept it up, he might puke all over the floor. “I need another drink,” Oh please Ravyn stop him.