You gotta fight for your right to party.

[hostage]

Who: OPEN TO EVERYBODY!!! Even if you don't know who Jesse is. Word-of-mouth invitation.
When: Noon 'til evening sirens of Wednesday, July 4
Where: The beach!
Summary: An excuse to party and set off fireworks.
Warnings: Put 'em in your subject lines.
Notes: Meme-style! Tag in, tag around, have fun and whatever... yo.


The setup is probably more elaborate than anticipated. Jesse's paying for it all out-of-pocket, but as he has a drug dealer's income, he's splurged on all the best stuff.

The food includes everything that everyone suggested on his post. Hotdogs, hamburgers, veggie burgers, pizza, chips, cookies, cake... There's an open bar for all the alcoholic drinks and a table with coolers for all the rest.

The music is selected by your host, Jesse, who's also the main DJ for the event. That guarantees a selection of varying quality that focuses heavily on hip-hop, rap, and dubstep. It's not always kid-friendly, but it's good for dancing.

General entertainment comes in the form of swimming, beach volleyball, a bonfire as the sun begins to set (including s'mores!), and a huge fireworks display just before sirens.

Security is being handled by Jesse's goons. You didn't think he'd host a Newcomer party without them, right? They're armed and much stronger than he is, so don't mess. A few healers are also on hand for first-aid.

Transportation back to the Tower Apartments via shuttle is also provided at the end of the night. (He really splurged.)

Party hard!!!

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[hostage]

[He leans in with one of his mischievous smiles.]

Well, now you know I'm like obligated to get you to dance.

[hejhej]

[She stares at him as he leans in. She was afraid he was going to say that. Licking her lips, she looks away from him and looks ahead at the party. She then downs about half of her beer before looking back at him.]

Fine.

[hostage]

[He takes a good, long chug from his bottle, too, then discards it in the sand. His hands go to Lisbeth's hips so he can lead her a little further from the bar tent, where they'll have more privacy.]

Come on, I want you to try something first.

[hejhej]

[She quickly does the same with her bottle before she lets Jesse lead her away from the tent. Lisbeth furrows her brows when he says that he wants her to try something.

What it could be, she has no idea.]

[hostage]

[As soon as they're away from prying eyes, he pulls out a dimebag of the blue and slides it into her palm. It's from the cook in Mexico, pure and unadulterated - not the green crap he's been cooking in Siren's Port.]

You ever try crystal before?

[hejhej]

[If there's anything Lisbeth is used to, it's shady behavior. In her tumultuous years, she was quite the party girl and that included her fair share of back alley deals.

But she shook her head to answer his question.]

Just your usual party drugs - LSD, ecstasy.

[hostage]

You got to try this. Here -

[He searches around in his pockets until he finds his pipe and lighter. He gives another glance around, then flashes her a grin.]

Go ahead. Drop a rock in there and let's get spun, yo.

[hejhej]

[Lisbeth glances at the crystal meth in her hand and then the glass pipe. It's something she's never done before. What the side effects were, she only knew from authority figures yelling at her about all the bad things that could come from drugs.

Fuck Sweden. She did as he'd suggested and as soon as the fumes began to rise, she inhaled. It took all of ten seconds for it to hit her. It felt like she was kicked in the face.

She sat there, seemingly dumbfounded.]

[hostage]

[He watches her inhale, practically starry-eyed. He's been wishing they could smoke together for ages, and she's the one he wants to impress the most.]

How is it?

[hejhej]

[At first, she doesn't hear him. She doesn't really hear anything; the party has completely faded. That is, until she's suddenly slammed back into her body. She takes a deep breath before finally realizing Jesse's presence. Lisbeth looks up at him.]

Good.

[Her tone is surprisingly light-hearted.]

[hostage]

Yeah, damn straight it's good, 'cause it's my shit.

[His turn. He takes a hit, but the rest of the dimebag is hers to keep. He has the sense of mind to tuck his pipe away before throwing his fists into the air and cheering.]

I'm the king of the wooooorld!

[hejhej]

[There was a significant shift in Lisbeth's mood as she actually laughs at Jesse's outburst. She then grabs his arm, pulling him towards the area on the sand the guests had designated for dancing.]

You said you were going to teach me how to dance.

[hostage]

[No arguments from him; he's practically running to the "dancefloor". He catches her by the waist and pulls her up close to his body, stumbling backwards a few steps but not falling.]

Ain't a whole lot to teach, you know, this ain't no waltz or anything. Just work it to the beat, baby.

[hejhej]

[Normally, she would say that she had no rhythm, but instead of shying away like she normally did, she looks around at the other girls. Taking what she sees, she starts to dance with Jesse, making sure their hips stayed close since that's what the other couples seemed to be doing.]

[hostage]

Haha, yes!

[He can't believe she's actually doing it! He dances along with her - if one can call it that. He tosses his head back and mostly just half-jumps, half-sways in place. The real goal is to feel up Lisbeth, which he's doing plenty of.]

[hejhej]

[She can't believe she's doing it either, but she didn't care in the least. Lisbeth turns around so that her back is against Jesse's chest. And he can feel up all he wants; her fears about her appearance were gone.]

[hostage]

[He forgets a few times that there's anyone there but the two of them. Maybe the only thing that keeps him from throwing her down in the sand is that it's so damn fun to just keep dancing like an idiot. Forget that cover-up, though. That thing's swept off and thrown aside, his hands traveling up and down her bare skin.]

[hejhej]

[No one told Lisbeth dancing was this much fun! She continues dancing the way the other girls are, switching it up when she sees something new. Soon, she's stripped down to just the bikini she'd purchased that morning. It's black, go figure.

But that's not what Lisbeth's concentrating on. She's concentrating on just how good Jesse's hands on her feel.]