knightsoflegend | LAS VEGAS ♔ DON'T THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME

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LAS VEGAS ♔ DON'T THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME

One of The Drunks - Panic! At The Disco

WHO || Kenzi, Paige, Bo, Groot, Rocket, You? ~~Gatecrashers~~ Others welcome.
WHAT || Vegas Baby!
WHERE || Pandora in Vegas, Nevada.
WHEN || March, 2018
HOW || Action Spam.

[ Kenzi had threatened Paige with a ladies night and of course, if anyone needed a night out it was Bo. The fact that there's also a talking Tree, a drinking Raccoon and... Drax? It's Kenzi. Why is anyone shocked by the people that she spends time with? She has ideas and they spin out of control and you just sort of hang on for the ride. It's her way. She may have casually mentioned they were coming here to a few other people, so if you happen to show up as well? The more the merrier.

The location itself isn't exactly filled with the garish glitz and glamor that a person generally associates with Vegas. Pandora has a British Pub meets modern day speakeasy feel to it. It's known for its signature cocktails with names like Panty Dropper and the Hot Little Mess and you can always count on live entertainment in the form of dancers, magicians, a band and of course, a DJ. It also happens to be one of the few clubs that has an open door policy where Shadowkind are concerned. Whether they'll be rethinking said policy after tonight? We just don't know. ]

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[ If this is how good Paige is in a drunken haze? Kenzi wants to see what she came pull out sober because... damn this girl has some pipes. Sweets... you are a lucky man. (What?! It's Kenzi.)

It is however, not lost on Kenzi that Paige seems to change as the song goes on. Letting go of all that tension that she usually carries around, like a pocket rocket ready to explode and while Kenzi does a great job of working the crowd to accommodate for the fact that... she's really not that great a singer? By the time the song winds to an end? It's all Paige carrying the show with her voice alone and the crowd doesn't seem any less into it.

The singer takes the microphone from Paige and then collects Kenzi's with that look that says he's about to proposition her right here on stage... But then there's Paige, bless her heart, with a hug that almost bowls Kenzi over and it takes her a second to recover before she can hug her back, unable to fight the smile that answers the blonde's happiness. ]

Honey, I just sweet-talked Captain Tightpants over here. [ Dudes in skinny jeans, man. ] That was all you.

[ She does however give Paige a squeeze in return before easing back, taking a moment to enjoy that look on her face before Kenzi just casually loops an arm through hers, smiling tightly at the singer as she immediately leads them off the stage before he can get a word in. ]

Makes me wonder what the hell you're doing with the Organisation That Must Not Be Named when you can sing like that.

[Paige flushes in a way that's not wholly alcohol related.] Oh well... You know. I'm a cleric, Kenzi. A cleric dedicated to a god of music. It feels kinda selfish to do all of that for myself, for- for fame. I was gonna be a Tuneservant, you know. Hold on- I need another shot.

[She's so thrilled by the whole singing thing that the second she sees the bar, she is all up on it and yes, she did order the "Sit On My Face, Mary Jane" without flinching. She has the power of Milil and Stevie Nicks on her side now.]

[ Kenzi is just. A proud, proud mama right now. She'll even order one of those for herself. ]

You think being a performer is selfish because it's what you enjoy? [ Confusion twisting her features as she leans against the bar. ]

What's your favorite song?

No, no... Being a performer strictly for the benefit of myself and for fame and money is selfish. Tuneservants perform for Milil. It's how we get our divine gifts and there's other perks, but... I don't think that's going to happen. I joined the Knights because I thought it would help me complete the tasks I needed to complete to go back to the temple, but...

[Well Strahd happened. She downs her shot, makes a face, and shakes her head.] But that's fine. I like helping people. I like singing, but I prefer to sing to bring people joy, not because I'm making any money off of it or because I have to. And oh- what?

[Her brain is sluggish and she's drunkenly rambling.] Take It to the Limit by the Eagles. The Eagles are my favorite. I named my dog after Don Henley.

Edited 2019-04-22 16:49 (UTC)

[ Maybe this is not a conversation to try and have with drunk!Paige... but it's Kenzi so she's going to take advantage of this drunkeness while she can. ]

Do you remember what you were doing the first time you heard it? Or, what made you fall in love with it in the first place?

Oh um... I think I first heard it on the radio when I was trying to figure out what I was gonna do after high school, because my whole family are either clerics or doctors or... doctors who are also clerics. And they all worship Pelor. [Yep, she's drunk babbling.] Except I just wasn't really sure about Pelor, myself. I was having a crisis of faith, and I heard the song and was like... [She waves her hands.] Wait, wait back up. Back up. There's something important about that song. Did you know it was the only A-side that Randy Meisner sang lead on? And the first time on a single that Don Henley and Glenn Frey didn't sing lead?

[ A slow, small smile touches her lips as Paige speaks and she's more than happy to allow the blond to babble as the bartender gets their drinks. She should probably... cut Paige off, but she's drinking water and she's having fun, which is more than she could say for the Paige she'd encountered in the training room when the plan for this outing had been hatched. ]

I did not. [ Nor... does she really care, at least not about this Randy Meisner dude but that's neither here nor there. ] Does this have something to do with why it's your favorite song?

Yes. You see, the song's in B major and towards the end there's this really high note. [And she demonstrates (perform: sing 21).] And Randy Meisner was always worried about singing it live because he might not always be able to land the note, but the crowds loved it so Don Henley and Glenn Frey kept pushing him to do it and it just led to all this contention until finally the band broke up.

And I thought... Gods, if I don't talk to my family about my crisis of faith, then I'm gonna end up frozen out of my family like Randy Meisner got frozen out of The Eagles. So I did. And they... Well, they weren't happy I pursued other gods, but they supported me, and I just... Use the song to remind me that you can't force yourself to do things you don't feel comfortable with just because other people want you to.

Sounds like this is a pretty important song to you, though. One would say... Life changing, even? I mean... if it were never written, then maybe you wouldn't have had that revelation when you heard it. You could have never spoken to your family and then... you really could have ended up frozen out - or worse still, backing down and not doing the thing that was right for you because you were worried about what they'd think.

[ It's almost impressive how she can have this go in a very different direction to how she had planned it and yet still make it fit in for the point she was going to make. ]

[Paige cants her head to the side a bit, but she doesn't seem to get what Kenzi is playing at. (sense motive 8)]

I feel like you're trying to make a point here.

Get the girl a prize! [ Laughing as she, goes ahead and signals the bartender for two more drinks. ]

My point is... It's not about the fame. Or the money... though both of those things wouldn't suck. [ Focus, Kenzi. ] Music can change lives. If the Eagles had decided that being a band was selfish, maybe they wouldn't have changed yours.

That's very fair. [Paige hiccups.] But here's the other thing... I also don't wanna do it. I mean I love singing, I do, and there was a time where maybe traveling around and being a Tuneservant who does actual gigs would have been the best life for me, but it's definitely not now.

It's a lot more than just realizing I don't have to prove anything to anyone. I have to keep my heart where it's pointing me.

[She might not be wearing it right now, but when she opens up her purse, she pulls out a necklace, because of course she's kept it on her.] This came from Barovia. My heart is in Barovia. It's with those people I left in darkness when we got shunted out and failed a mission we didn't even know we were taking on.

[It's serious, but she's also very slurred. She's drunk and emotional.] And like Randy Meisner and a questionable high note, I have... protestations about doing anything that doesn't eventually let me go back there and fix it. Tuneservants and performers don't kill evil vampires. [She tucks the necklace back into her purse.] But Paige Lenore Lyons does.

Well that's different. Not doing something because it's not what you want isn't the same as not doing it because you think it's selfish.

[ It's amazing how easily Kenzi can understand drunk-speak, even more, amazing to her, however, is how open Paige is like this. Some people start stripping and make out with strangers. Paige's loss of inhibition is a little more understated than that. She gets honest in a way that Kenzi doubts she ever allows herself to be normally. ]

... Who says Tuneservants and performers don't kill evil vampires? [ She's not trying to bait Paige. It seems a very sincere, very direct question. ] Is there like... a rulebook or something?

[ Okay that last part was a joke but still. The question stands. ]

[Very seriously.] Well... Yes. I mean there's no spoken rule about not killing evil vampires, but a Tuneservant is a special priest for Milil. That's their whole job in life and they get certain perks for being the most devout and devoted followers. I couldn't do both, because I'd have put my whole heart into being a priestess. And maybe one day I'll feel better and I'll feel like I've accomplished a lot with Barovia and everything that comes with that, and I can retire and be a Tuneservant, but for now... I'm happy with where I'm going.

[She squints at Kenzi as if all of the reasons behind this conversation are starting to work their way into her head while she was responding on autopilot.] ...Is there something here I'm not getting? I'm drunk. I don't know if I can grasp nuance well right now.

[ The way Paige explains it, at least seems to satisfy Kenzi and she returns to her drink with a bob of her head. A smile plays across her lips as Paige’s question – slurred though it is – is spoken, and she takes a moment to sip the contents as she lifts her shoulders in a shrug. ]

No nuance. [ Exactly. ] It’s just, the way you talk. You say you can’t do things, or won’t, or don’t because you think it’s selfish.

[ In the brief time they’ve been friends, Kenzi has heard an awful lot of reasons why Paige shouldn’t or wouldn’t do something. ]

You’re not a Tuneservant. Or… a Vampire Slayer. You’re Paige Lenore Lyons. [ Yep. Using your words back on you girl. ] You can be a vampire hunting priestess who sings in a band on weekends with your boyfriend, if you want. It’s like…. Bacon dipped in chocolate.

[She flusters a bit, though some of that may be the liquor.] I mean... Okay, that's fair, but that is a lot of things, and... Bacon dipped in chocolate? Really?

See - You're like, gross - but. That's because you've never tried it. You're thinking, bacon and chocolate should in no way go together. It makes no reasonable sense and yet, the salty crispy goodness dipped in delicious, irresistible chocolate? It's like a mouthgasm.

[ There is a point in there. Convoluted though it may be. ]

[She signals for another shot.] I'm going to nod and take your point, and pretend you didn't just say "mouthgasm." I feel like that... That sounds redundant, actually. Those don't come out of anywhere but your mouth, and- oh! Now you've got me talking filthy. Kenzi. [she flails pathetically at her.]

[ Don't worry Paige. You will come to take Kenzi's abuse of the English Language in your stride. Then you can enjoy her doing it to Russian and French as well.

'Clutching her pearls' with dramatic flair.]

They grow up so fast.

[ As she drops her hands she leans closer to Paige, her voice not so low that several people around them can overhear what she's saying. ] But they can happen in them.

[ Sorry, Paige. ]

[HRRRRRRRRGH.] Okay. I'm going to go sit with Groot who I can't even understand, and let you find someone else to torment.

[She slides off her barstool, and fidgets briefly with her purse.] I really do appreciate everything, though.

See you wouldn't be saying that if you could understand him. [ Her eyebrows bouncing. Could anyone reading this legit imagine Groot saying half the shit Kenzi says?

I mean probably but only because he hangs with her too much.

Kenzi lifts a shoulder in a shrug, always ready to downplay anything she may or may not have done. ]

Nothing to appreciate. I'm just here for the booze. [ Do either of them really believe that? Pshh. But as long as they don't openly acknowledge it, it's fine. ]

Go. Have fun. [ A beat. ] And no more shaming douchebags in trucker hats with your mad drinking skills.

[Paige makes a face to show that she's pretty sure she knows better (sense motive 19), but doesn't comment. She is a polite southern lady and there's been enough shared baggage today.]

You too. [and off she goes, so Kenzi can find Peter Quill and have all the sex.]

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