eiansadri (eiansadri) wrote in bizarre_city, @ 2013-01-08 15:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | eian sadri, liliana aetharyn |
Dance 'til You Die
Who - Eian & Liliana
Where - Bedlam
When - Somewhere around Midnight
What - Whatever!
The music was so loud, you could feel it in your chest, in your brain, pulsing with a beat that made it hard to stand still. At least, that's how it felt for Eian, who was up on the stage in front of a screen playing different images in time with the rhythm of the electronic music that he was currently spinning out for the enjoyment of the dancers crowded below him. His ears, which were always mundanely round when he was out in the city, were proudly pointed tonight. In here, he didn't have to pretend. In here, you could be who you were, and this was how it should be everywhere.
In fact, that was the general mood within the club. One of freedom. Behind his shades, which reflected the different-colored strobe lights in the club, he watched as two faeries danced above the raised hands of the people on the floor, caught in the spectral, laser-like lights that twisted and turned to the beat of the music.
He wasn't actually the official DJ tonight, but he was a familiar face at Bedlam, and people enjoyed his remixes and asked him to get up and spin a song for them. The faeries he had been watching suddenly ascended and disappeared into the rafters with their friends. Eian couldn't help but grin as his fingers danced over the controls of the soundboard in front of him. He adjusted the giant earphones on his head, and intensified the beat of the music, watching the bodies swarming the dance floor increase their movements to catch up with it.
On the second level, the balconies overlooking the dance floor on both sides, people were watching or engaged in conversation, drinks in their hands. Even though California was a non-smoking state in most establishments, this one was different. Several people smoked various different substances, because in here, cancer from second-hand smoke wasn't a worry. This was how the world was supposed to be...well, maybe not all the strobe lights all the time. But this kind of freedom, and Eian planned to see it happen in his lifetime.
His time up on the stage was over finally, and he pulled the headphones off, setting them on the soundboard so the DJ that was working tonight could take them back. He also pushed his shades up on top of his head so they weren't obscuring his view. He just used them on the stage because of all the strobe lights flashing everywhere. He stepped to the side, out of the lights, silhouetted by one of the screens as he surveyed the club to decide where to go next.