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When; Night, 12/27
Rating; Er, PG-13 for drinking and clubbing I guess?
Characters; Anybody is welcome :3
Summary; Soifon and Isane want to find out what clubbing is, and after talking with Greed, Yoruichi, Nell, and Hinamori, head off to Club Automatica.
Log;
Shopping with Isane had been fun, and Soifon was lucky to find such good outfits. She had finally settled on a silk red Chinese dress and had headed down to the Underground. By that time, Greed had told her about his relationship with Yoruichi, and her mind was very clearly not on the club. After bumping into a few people and almost tripping, she decided it would be best to sit down until she had cleared her mind. She found an open couch and sat down, staring off into the flashing lights.

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The object of Soifon's thoughts was currently sidling her way up to the bar and ordering a drink. Well, rather she was dodging constant almost-begging offers of men and women to buy one FOR her. It didn't help that she'd chosen a rather risque dress (http://img.alibaba.com/img/product/photobank/s/ke/skettelbom/offer/1149618681901.jpg) that complimented her dark complexion and long deep violet hair. Taking one of the proferred drinks, she turned around and leaned her back against the bar, watching the lights and the music.

"Sup, babe! Nice to see ya'!"

Greed was dressed in his usual (http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c261/msalucci/gre091.jpg) clothing. The man probably had nothing but copies of his jacket and pants in his clothing closet. He was a creature of habit, after all.

She nodded to him, reaching behind her to grab someone's drink off of the bar and hand it to him. The person who's drink she had stolen wisely decided not to interfere.

"Long time no see, Greed. Especially considering we live in the same temple, you know."

Soifon finally snapped back to reality after someone bumped her seat. She looked around quickly, realizing that there was loud music and dancing. Finally understanding what clubbing was, she took in the whole club. Her eyes came upon Yoruichi, and she immediately turned flush red. She quickly calmed herself down and made her way over towards the bar, breaking past the crowd to find a seat near Yoruichi. She ordered a glass of yellow wine and then observed the club from her new spot, watching Yoruichi out of the corner of her eye, again lost in thought.

Isane had only had an inkling idea of what clubbing might be. Sure, she thought there'd be drinks. Probably music, and probably people. This, however, was extremely unexpected.

She was almost dumbfounded by the amount of people you could get into such a small area, and the fact that, despite the temperatures outside, everyone seemed to be wearing less and less... that was a little disconcerting, too. The vice had never been a flashy dresser, tonight was no different, considering her attire consisted of a floor length skirt and fitted blouse, the closest she ever got to revealing anything.

Isane knew Soifon-taichou was around there somewhere, but she'd lost her, currently finding herself in a corner, shoulders hunched to conceal her height, eyes trying to sort through the confusion as her hands wrung nervously.

"Well, I'm usually out and about," he said, downing the drink and sliding the empty glass back to the patron, "So that's not completely unbelievable."

He looked her over, whistling loudly.

"Very nice. Not that you're ever NOT nice to look at."

Greed spotted her looking out of place and sauntered over.

"Yo! Hot chick! Isane! We're over here!"

He waved to her and motioned to the area where most of them were.

"Wha-" Isane could barely hear a thing, but she realized what was being said when she saw the man... Greed, was it, coming towards her. She'd only talked to him once, when she'd first arrived, but it seemed all he'd done was compliment her, which... made her extremely nervous. She was loathe to go anywhere with him, but she did see Shihouin Yoruichi over there, (in clothing enough, or less, to make her blush), and Soifon-taichou nearby. So, giving a slight shrug, she tried to make her way towards them, ducking her head a bit, feeling rather tall in the mass of people, long skirt swishing around her legs as she went.

Yoruichi looked in the direction he had motioned and nodded to Isane. She had to grin a bit at how uncomfortable the tall woman seemed. Poor thing had probably never been to a club before, and it was downright adorable how clueless she seemed.

"Isane, relax and have some fun. You look like you expect to be attacked any moment, you know."

Unohana made her way through the crowd, following the form of her tall vice captain. The girl was, as usual, trying to hide her height, but she could still pick her out. Unohana didn't try to call out to her; any attempt to do so would have been drowned out by the loud, thumping music.

She was wearing her normal shinigami garb, no one having told her to do otherwise. Feeling more than overdressed, she continued to follow Isane to the group consisting of shinigami and a few others.

She batted her eyelashes at him and raised an eybrow.

"Not like you haven't SEEN it all already, you know. On several different occasions too, I might add."

Noticing how quickly Greed had downed his drink, Soifon ordered him a shot of Chinese liquor. She help the drink up for him to see, to motion for him to come over. Her voice low, she asked, "pretending that you were right before...what would someone do?" She shifted in her seat anxiously.

Catching a glance of the tiny captain, Yoruichi snaked one arm out and snagged Soifon, dragging her across a couple seats towards them.

"Geez, don't sit way the hell over there, Soifon."

Soifon nearly choked on her drink upon hearing Yoruichi's comment, but quickly turned away to hide her blushing face and regain her composure. She took another sip and played it off as if nothing had happened.

Seeing the drink quickly snatched his attention and he made his way to her. He stopped in front of her and took the drink, taking a few sips.

"Hm," he said, putting it off to the side, "I suppose you'd have to confess to them. No beating around the bush, no stalling, no roundabouts, just you, telling them how ya' feel."

He turned and motioned to Yoruichi.

"I could tell her for you, but it's really better for the actual person in love to do it, or so I'm told."

"True. But unlike some people, I never get tired of the scenery," he laughed, taking her hand and kneeling to kiss it politely.

"I am going to be attacked at any moment!" Isane was glancing about nervously, hands still wringing in front of her. "All these people... and they're... they're moving very improperly!" She motioned to the dancing, which was, as usual with clubs, very personal.

"Unohana-taichou..." Isane was glad she wasn't the only woman here who seemed to have a full set of clothes on. "... this place is really weird..." The woman shifted uncomfortably, casting about. It was actually quite hot, with all the people, so she supposed she understood the scantiness but... she still wouldn't be caught dead like that.

Keeping her glass level, Soifon found herself seated right next to where Yoruichi was standing. "Sorry, it's just...so crowded." She smiled awkwardly and hoped that Yoruichi would take her bluff.

"I was talking about a hypothetical situation, nothing more." Her cheeks reddened and she stared down into her drink. Confess...to Yoruichi-sama...

"Chick, what's your name? Anyway, stop stallin'. You're not foolin' me. You've all but said it to me. Now say it to her."

Unohana nodded in agreement. 'Weird' hadn't been the word she would have used to describe what was going on around them, but it would do. "This is 'clubbing,' then?" she asked Isane, eyeing the scantily clad men and women gyrating against one another in time to the pulsing beat playing over head.

Soifon blushed, this time out of embarrassment for not introducing herself. "Soifon...Second division captain, and leader of the special forces. I used to be Yoruichi-sama's guard." She looked up at him. "I could never do anything like that. It would never work."

"I- I guess..." Isane shuffled her feet nervously, shooting a glare at someone walking behind her who got a little too close for her comfort.

"This is... fun to some people... I think..."

Yoruichi raised an eyebrow slightly. She could always tell when Soifon wasn't being entirely truthful, but she didn't say anything. Afterall, it had been a long while since the old times, and the girl she'd known was now a young woman who commanded her own division. Certainly enough of an adult to decide if she wanted to share or not.

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