Dancing Queens

[pussyfootaround]

Enough time had passed since Felicity and Nika's last date. This time, she was hoping on nothing villainous happening when she dragged Nika out of the office for a night of dancing. 

Maybe dancing will provide all of the action that we need tonight and no villains will surprise us.

Yeah. Right.

She shook her head and smoothed down the skirt of her obnoxiously sparkly dress. She couldn't help it, though. The cat in Felicity Thompson liked a little sparkle.  She reached up and adjusted an earring. 

Tucking her clutch - filled with some requisite weaponry - under her arm, Felicity strode out of her lab and towards Nika's office. She didn't bother knocking on the door, though. What would Nika be doing in there anyway? Working? Napping? Nothing else.

She slunk into the room and posed in the doorway, a smile curving her lacquered lips upwards. "Well, well. Looks like someone needs a break." 

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[pussyfootaround]

"In the bedroom? Is that a promise?" She did that short little wiggle with her eyebrows again. "If you only knew the kinds of kinky mental images that brings up, lady. Especially with you in that top. Mrawr."

She nodded as the car pulled up to the club. "Good, then this will be fun for you. I hear of girls who do this on a regular basis and get kind of bored with it." She slid out of the car and held her hand out to Nika. "We're on the list, so there should be no issue getting in." Not that there would have been regardless, the way these two looked, but as adventurous as Felicity was, for some things she liked a little planning and protection.

[symkarian_princess]

"Hmm. Yes. It is a promise." She grinned at the eyebrow wiggling and mention of kinky mental images. There was a mutual physical attraction to each other. Despite the concerns she stifled, Nika would have to admit that. Taking charge just a little would make her more comfortable in all regards.

"I wouldn't have time to do this regularly. Or the inclination without the right company." She took the offered hand and got out of the car. She may have climbed out and straightened to a stand a little closer to Felicity than was possibly needed. The distance may have been wanted, however.

"Hmm."

[pussyfootaround]

"Oh baby," Felicity purred. She was all flirty and coy, it was true, but she liked to be dominated a little bit too. She was all but certain that Nika was capable of that.

"Well, no, you do have a lot on your plate. Which is why I figured you needed this night out." She squeezed Nika's hand warmly and sidled up to her just enough. "Relax. I promise I won't bite you tonight."

[symkarian_princess]

"Well, this is with the right company," Nika commented as she glanced over the sparkly dress. And how the dress hung to Felicity's curves.

She looked back up to Felicity's blue eyes. Which oddly reminded her she hadn't given her date a proper greeting. So, Nika leaned in for a quick kiss. "Not even a nibble, huh?"

[pussyfootaround]

Well, Felicity was a fan of showing off her best asset - which, between her body and her brains was totally the whole package that was Felicity Thompson.

She grinned up at the bouncer - an impossibly beautiful, well-built man who looked more like a Greek demigod than he did a bouncer. But his looks belied his strength and power. That was how Venus did things, of course. Power through beauty and all that.

She nodded at him and they let the two women into the club.

The inside of Anthemusa was rich, luxurious, and utterly modern. It seemed bright inside, warm and cozy, not at all like most nightclubs. Despite the crowd, one wouldn't feel crushed or lost within it. Venus' wards over the place were strong indeed.

Felicity grinned and went straight for the bar. "I'll have a Bijou," she said. "And my friend will have...?" she turned to Nika, questioningly.

[symkarian_princess]

Nika went a little quiet when they went in. By habit, she glanced around to assess the security on premesis and how noticeable it was, tactical vantage points, and other points of personal safety. She might have missed the forest for the trees, but she felt safe with what knowledge she gleaned. She assumed it was just the surface, but that would be enough.

Nika blinked at Felicity and then at the bartender. "In America. Right. I'll have a Cinderella." Which sounded slightly more classy than a Brown Pelican or a Flying Fairbrother.

[pussyfootaround]

"Glass slipper complex or glass dildo fetishist?" The question was out of Felicity's mouth before she could stop herself. She chuckled lightly, and a little self-deprecatingly - before asking the bartender to also get them a fresh bowl of chili lime popcorn. "Feel free to ignore that question, by the way."

[symkarian_princess]

"..." Nika's mouth hung open for a moment. The first part was expected. The latter caught her by surprise. She snapped her mouth shut and blinked several times. She rubbed one of her temples.

"Non-alcoholic drink. I'm under the American legal drinking age." Though she could and has gotten sloshed at home. "I like to keep appearances of following rules so it can be easier to skirt others."

[pussyfootaround]

Felicity couldn't help herself. She laughed. "I'm sorry. That was...well. Sometimes, words just slip right by the filter." She blinked a few times then. "Wait, wait. How old are you, bo - er - Nika?" Please not hideously underage. I'm the Black Cat, not the Black Cougar!

[symkarian_princess]

"You'd think I'd know better with missions and things, but apparently, you can still catch me off-guard."

Nika couldn't help the snicker that came from Felicity being gobsmacked. It happened so rarely that it was kind of amusing and cute at the same time.

"I'm nearly twenty. How old did you think I was?" She tried to ignore the sinking feeling she could be dismissed for being too young again.

[pussyfootaround]

"It's good to know that I still have a few surprises in my cleavage." Why lie? They both knew that her sleeves were not where Felicity hid things. "Honestly, I hadn't given it much thought," she said, playing off being gob-smacked quite coolly. Granted, in the interim, there had been a rather healthy gulp of alcoholic courage. "I just assume everyone's over legal drinking age because I am." She leaned over and kissed Nika on the cheek. "Doesn't change a damn thing, though."

[symkarian_princess]

"I'll not reach in there for fear of booby traps then." Nika may have had a Who Framed Roger Rabbit? addiction when she was younger. How she ended up with someone who was a different color overlay of Jessica Rabbit was just pure coincidence.

Black Cougar nine lives short days long nights

"I am over the legal drinking age. In Symkaria. And the rest of Europe. The United States just has ... weird hang ups with alcohol?" She relaxed a little at the kiss. She wasn't about to get packed up into the Town Car and sent home.