( open ) baby i like your style

[winces]

CHARACTERS: lapis (onerism), nami (weatherscience), olivia (winces), & company!
DATE: one lovely evening before the 8th
WARNINGS: nami's feminine wiles, lapis' pyro-happy ghost buddy, and olivia's hives... also extreme second-hand embarrassment and possibly some less-than-savory audience members. potential for violence?? maybe???
SUMMARY: lapis, nami, and olivia try to earn some extra $$$ by doing what they do best. chaos ensues.

Whether you've come to the Desert Flower Saloon this evening for boarding or for entertainment, you'll find the first floor practically vibrating with activity and life. On this night, unlike any other before (or so Miz Poppy will proclaim), the saloon's main stage will feature not one, not two, but three new performers, fresh (a week or so old is still fresh, right?) from the far corners of the universe to delight and excite the saloon's loyal patrons with the song and dance and magic of their alien people.

Come! Sit, watch, and enjoy!

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[strictdiscipline]

[Whatever, it's a beautiful boob, take pride in your two ladies, Olivia. But maybe later, because right now it's ~~sharing time~~.]

I'm not that admirable. [She's done too many shitty things in the past for that to be true, and even her booze-addled mind can remember that.] But you're one of the kindest people I know. Kind, and beautiful, and generous and so considerate of other people.

[Yeah, she's busting out that list of praises now. Her hand loosens some, voice dropping quieter.]

Anyone would be lucky to have you as a friend. Achilles is lucky to have you by his side.