13048/Fangs for the Beats

Fangs for the Beats
Date of Scene:	12 October 2022
Location:	Last Exit
Synopsis:	Harley and Sera go hunting a vampire who is killing. They find a nightclub filled with them and get banned for their valiant efforts. But may be they're about to become big fanceh movie stars instead.
Cast of Characters:	Sera, Harley Quinn

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Sera has posed:
Make no mistake. The thumping bass of the music runs though Sera's body in a most delightful way. She is bopping her head to the music while simultaneously hugging herself loosely. She feels relaxed but her eyes are surveying the nightclub filled to the brim with interesting characters. All of them dress like vampires but only one of them probably is.

The bounty was simple enough - a vampire has been hunting in this part of the city and the kills seem to circle around this nightclub, the Last Exit, so naturally team Sera and Harley are going to try and win the day and make the moolah. Bounty Hunting is what they do. Still, Sera isn't used to Harley being this late to a gig.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Yep, nightclub. Yep, Harley brought those little light sticks that she is weaving in the air a truly hypnotic manner while dancing to the beat. "I am tellin' ya, these bounties are the best!" hipbump against a succubus vampiress at the dance floor!

Of course that if she had actually read the darn party pamphlet she might not had come dressed in this steampunk corset with pants and boots along with goggles on her eyes. She looks a bit more a Van Helsing than a vampire! But hey, it's what you get for having a Harley as a bounty partner. But damn it, where's Sera..? Because uncharacteristic of Harley she had been here EARLY. Way too early for clownette standards. There was a party though so ...

It's not as if it takes her too long to spot Sera and she is walking over with those sticks high above her head to call Sera's attention. "Seerraaaa..." she singsongs.

Sera has posed:
A patron of the night club walks past Sera and pauses. She looks her up and down and winks, "Nice. White gown. Love it. Very splatter me with blood." Sera double blinks and smirks at the cute woman who wanders on back in to the crowd. Was that the vampire? Damn, so hard to tell in this place.

Spying Harley coming her way she waves and says, "Haaarley. It's loud in here," she yells and points out at the crowd, "And the vampire could be anywhere?!" Even the DJ perhaps up on stage waving his hand about like David Copperfield bewitching the crowd.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"NAH, IT'S JUST THE RIGHT KINDA VIBE AND SOUND.." Yep, Harley is having to scream now to talk with Sera. That's why you get huge caps! "Also, take this!" she offers the two blue sticks over to Sera so she can look the part. "LOVE THAT WHITE WEDDING DRESS, GIRL!" wedding?! But it seems Harley is mostly teasing her friend.

"YES, WE NEED TO BE CUNNING ABOUT THIS. IT'S WHY I BROUGHT THIS.." she draws out a small ring of garlic heads from a small pocket on the side of her pants. Then she puts it on like a bracelet. "TAA DAAAAA!" yep, she's really the brains of this partnership, eh?

She does get closer to, that waft of garlic now felt more strongly. "Ya know, you could just do some sunlight in the room and see who ran.. But my guess is everyone would run out thinking it was part of the show!"

Sera has posed:
Sera looks at the two glow sticks, one in each hand, then gives them a swirl through the air. She smiles brightly and nods to Harley in acceptance of this gift. But the garlic? she stares a moment and sniffs. "That's weird. Why'd you bring food?"

Her hips jutting a little as the beat changes as does the song she shouts back, "It's also night time right now.. oh wait you meant with magic right? Yeah I dunno about that that might not be the right kind of message to send out to the world. Hey, we magic users are going to ruin your nightclubs with daylight..."

She points at people in the VIP section holding court with their friends and lavishly beautiful men and women draped over the arms of the chairs. "May be the vampire is one of them. How do you detect vampires?"

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Ahah, see! That's why you brought me along...!" Harley's baby blue eyes sparking bright (Twilight, anyone?) when Sera speaks of detecting vampires. "Because first, this isn't food. Vampires hate garlic!" well, a lot of people hate garlic too...

"In fact I am something of a vampire hunter myself, you know?" She tells Sera, "I have seen all the movies. Van Helsing..." she starts going counting by her fingers, " ... Interview with the Vampire, Queen of the damned, oooh, I loved Aliyah in that one. Then there's John Carpenter's vampires, dusk till dawn ..., dawn till dusk. Buffy the vampire slayer." she goes, and goes, and goes.

And no mention of Twilight!

"Vampires are night creatures, they don't like sunlight, have no heartbeat, hate fire and garlic and .., can't cross running water. They are all sexy as hell too!" She clearly has seen too many movies.

Sera has posed:
Sera folds her arms and blow sticks as she listens to Harley explain her experience with vampires. She nods along, very scientific, much knowledgeable. Harley has totally got this and nothing could possibly go wrong. "You're practically an expert."

She then motions to the dark nightclub filled with beautiful people. "So... which one is it then?" There's the creepy looking sound tech, the beautiful DJ, the beautiful VIPs, the beautiful servers, the beautiful dancers. There's a VIP who looks like he dressed for the 17th century.

He has long flowing blonde hair and an angular chin with stunning blue eyes and a calm happy demeanour. Those sitting with him are imbibing alcohol and seem to be enjoying themselves immensely. The clue itself is but a backdrop for them.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"I concur..." Harley says with a suddenly serious expression. A doctor concurring with the assessment of a fellow Bounty Hunter. And it's good to feel appreciated about her knowledge! Even if it comes mostly from movies but hey .., beggars can't be choosers.

Now, who would it be. Harley is wiggling those sinful hips of hers to the beat, having found another pair of sticks from a pocket so she is weaving and twirling them along with Sera's, eyes studying the various prospects and ...

"Hold up.." She is eyeing the 17th century VIP. "That looks the kind of dress-up that -actually- from the 17th century. Not the crap most people are dressed up in here tonight.." she notes, eyes narrowing. And how does Harley knows that? Look, lots of cosplay research!

"Think we should go investigate that dude. Good cop, bad cop?" She asks of Sera.

Sera has posed:
Sera looks past the jumping and dancing people to the aforementioned 17th century fop who is having a very good time. She hmms thoughtfully and states without hesitation, "We should definitely be good at our jobs, good cop." She doesn't get the reference.

Fluidly she begins to move through the crowd though she is a bulky type and that means a few people get jostled as she goes. As she approaches the VIP section a bouncer steps in front of her and holds out his hand, "Do you have a pass?"

Sera nods her head and holds up the wrist band on her wrist from the front door. "No honey, a VIP pass. Only people with a VIP pass can enter the VIP area." Sera frowns and turns around to Harley, "Foiled. We must find another way."

Harley Quinn has posed:
"So you are the good cop, got it." Harley states, either not realizing Sera didn't understand the reference or just going along with it. Most likely the latter! It also means she gets to be bad cop so there's a malicious little smirk to her expression as they are getting closer to the resting area where the fop is at. Oh yes, time to ---

What the heck! Security Guard interference?!

Harley looks a bit miffed at it, looking up at Sera when she suggests another way, then back to the guard. "I got my pass right heah..!" she announces to the guy, getting closer so she can talk a bit more quietly, "I just got back from Thailand see and..." they are close now and then her first snakes out to hit the man SQUARELY between the legs. Oh gosh. "Bangcok was great this time of the year.." yep, bad cop. Also booo at your joke, Harley. Boo!

She doesn't let the man fall down to the ground, holding him gently until he's on the ground whimpering. Look, Harley has a lot more strength than her body implies. "Shhhh, it's okay! You will be fine in a few minutes.."

Just enough for them to go into the VIP area.

Sera has posed:
Sera looks down at the whimpering man with concern but proceeds on through. She approaches the cadre of people surrounding the 17th century dilettante. He looks up at Sera and Harley and lifts up a flute of wine. "Greetings, and how may we help you this fine lovely evening?"

Sera considers for a moment, grabs Harley's garlic and tosses it at him. It lands in his lap and he stares down at it, then back up at Sera and Harley. "Did Francois put you up to this?," he asks and laughs slapping his knee. The people around him laugh too.

A woman whose head is completely bald rises up and rests her hand on Harley's shoulder, leaning in languidly she whispers, "Do you want some moley?" A guy near the dandy lifts up his shirt revealing a pistol as a warning to Sera. She raises an eyebrow and then reaches down to pick up the garlic.

"My apologies, my friend and I were just checking to see if you were a vampire." Subtle. Real subtle. He laughs again and motions to empty seats. "Please please, join us. You are too much. I love it. I am Gaspar. Surely you have seen me in movies yes?"

Harley Quinn has posed:
Come on! "Come on, Sera!" Harley opening her arms to the sides when Sera just goes and tosses the garlic atop the well-dressed gentleman. No class! It's not like she's much better after Bangcok'ing the security guy but hey. It's expected out of Harley already, "Can you just not throw my garlic like that?" she mutters and reaches over to pick the small collar again..

Right when there's that woman puts the hand on her shoulder. Harley looks over, "Well, hello there, girl Picard." she waggling her eyebrows at the bald girl, turning a bit to her, "I am on a job, doll. But why don't you give me your number and we can have some fun later..?" easy, quick hook-up! As long as they aren't vampires. Then the stakes come out. But hey!

"Gaspar?" She eyes the fop a bit more closely, "Not suwah I have seen ya but ..., well, I am Harley, this is Sera. We are sorta vampire geeks and uh .., we thought you might be one because that's one hell of a cosplay you have! Think that's authentic 17th century materials.."

Sera has posed:
Sera looks blankly back at Harley and then huffs a little. So that's the lie they're going with. It works. She smiles. She takes a seat with the actoure, ahem, actor. "It is very impressive clothing."

"Isn't it just. You clearly haven't heard of my latest piece. I'm playing a Lord of the Fey who is the author of a book called the Green Hunter who is trying to get a human to star in a movie adaptation of his book. It's part of my contract, I get to keep the outfits."

Sera glances over at Harley. Is she buying this? he kinda seems human. She double takes at the bald woman who withdraws from Harley smiling and sliding a card in to the top of Harley's steampunk corset. "Have you seen anyone who is suspiciously vampire like tonight?"

Gaspar cocks an eyebrow and leans forward conspiratorially. "Oh my. The hunt is on then is it not. Do tell, are vampires actually real? you seem like you know a thing or two." Actors are easy to sucker in to excitement. "Now I must reconsider the offer to play a vampire in that new _unannounced_ movie." He taps the side of his nose and winks before spilling the beans, "It's a remake of Interview with a Vampire." Then places a finger to his lips and says, "Sssh"

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Well, I am great at method actin', if ya need someone..." Harley has settled down on a chair too, leg folding over the other. She remains close to baldy girl and whispers something over at her which brings out a giggle of the other girl before she focuses back on the VAMPIRE. "I am also a great singah if you want to make it a musical.." she nodding over at Sera with a wink. "She knows."

The card slide gets slipped right into the corset to rest snugly out of sight and she winks at the girl, "And that's the whole question, ain't it? EVERYONE looks like a vamp!" she gesturing around the place. "But we are lookin' for the authentic.." fangirls, amirite?

"Ooooh, who are you playing? Is it Cruise or Pitt?" a moment, "Or Banderas...?" she frames his pic between her fingers. "Definitely a Banderas to me."

Sera has posed:
Gaspar waggles a finger and makes a tuttut sound with his tongue, "No no no I have said too much. Though.." He makes a camera frame with his fingers and looks at Sera, then Harley, "Perhaps you two could join me on this little adventure. Extra's in this new movie. You have SAG membership yes? an agent yes? I'll have my people talk to your people."

Literally his people are sitting in the VIP area with him. A bored looking business man wearing a suit rubs under his glasses and tries to gauge if Gaspar is being sincere or not. He decides he must be and he takes a business card out. He eyes briefly at Harley's corsetted bust and then hands the card to Sera.

Sera isn't quite what to do with the card. No pockets on this beautiful white dress. She hands it to her other hand and then pauses as she looks back to the business man and then behind him.

A man is leading a dazed looking woman in to a backroom. "Excuse us Gaspar my friend and I might have just seen the person we're hunting for. Looking for." She rises from the seat, smiles in confusion at the partiers in the VIP section, then starts to move with haste toward the side door.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Yes, yes. We got all the memberships but I will tell ya one thing, these two never sag.." A wink as Harley adjusts her corset and gets up to her feet like a spring. Just in time to watch the business man pause on wanting to give her the card. "Lotsa space in heah still!" she says about the corset but shrugs. Sera has it so it's fine!

Yet then Sera is calling for action and action it is. "Excuse us, Gaspar old boy, it's time for some acccttiiioooonnn..." and that means Harley runs and jumps over the cordon that's keeping the vip area separate from the rest in quite the nimble, acrobatic way. It's a good thing they are leaving too because the guy she punched is finally getting back up. "Stop ..., them." but he collapses again.

"Go go, what did you see?!" She questions Sera, eyes on that side door as it slides shut. Someone there.

So of course she runs and kicks it open like a BOSS. A GIRL BOSS.

Sera has posed:
"Suspiciously vampire like vampiring with a vampire victim!," Sera declares trying to get in to the actor vibe they were just inspired. Door kicked open. Startled man and woman necking against the wall. His mouth was dangerously close to her neck so Sera pushes him back off of her.

"Hey what gives?" the girl says angrily and pulls out a taser from her purse. She pushes it in to Sera's ribs. Twitching, Sera winces and groans out an "Ow," then knocks the taser away.

The guy looks utterly shocked and confused. "Is she like, your sister or something?," he asks. She punches him in the arm, "No these freaks' ain't my sister sheesh." She stares a moment at Sera and Harley and rolls her eyes, huffs, and tries pushing past to go back in to the night club.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"You take those sucking fangs off her neck, bozo!" Harley points accusingly at the guy sucking on the girl's neck. But then, uh .., it all seems way too normal. "Well, shit." then a frown when the girl just downright says they aren't their sisters. "Hey, theah's a sisterhood in these joints! We gotta look out foh one another!" damn right.

"Also, cool taser.." Harley picks it up of course to carry with her out of the room. "Now carry along you two. Invite me for the weddin' or something.." she begins moving out of the room too.

"So, eh..., if you aren't going to call on some sunshine in the room how about something different? I mean, what's in your spell catalogue that can help heah..., I know you like singing so why not something related to that or ..., I dunno!"

She looks around the room again running her tongue over her lips in a thoughtful manner.

Sera has posed:
Sera pinches her nose bridge and also nurses her side. She leans up against the wall, lifting one foot to flatten against it. With a sigh, "Who knew finding one vampire in a club full of hundreds of people would be so hard?? The guy dressed like the baroque looked so promising."

She considers the suggestion from Harley for a moment and tap taps fingertips to fingertips thinking. "Well. There was this one spell. Reveal undead. It wasn't called that I'm just making up a cool name for it on the spot. Now how did it go again?"

She sings a few notes and moves her hands around as if trying to remember how the writing was written in the book she got it from. Clearing her throat she starts again. With a snap of her fingers she smiles, "I've got it. We're going to need the stage though!"

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Speaking of the baroque ..., give me that..." And Harley reaches out to take the other card from Sera to get it to join it in safety under her corset. She makes a show of adjusting it over her chest. "There, much better. I don't want us to lose those contacts! I think we are gonna get a break here. It's finally time for us to be true movie stars! Oh man, April is gonna be craaaaazy when she finds out." there's quite the eagerness on the clownette when she says those words.

"Reveal undead? Sounds nerdy." She points out at Sera, "This one time I crashed this D&D game at a shop ..., it was real fun but they weren't enjoying how I was killin..--" she stops her 'tale' when Sera announces they need to get to the stage.

"Onwards!" And she begins making her way past dancers, vampires, non-vampires, everyone! All the way up to that stage (after properly applying some bangcok to a security officer that tries to stop them)

Sera has posed:
Sera was interested in the story about the D&D game shop, "Wait.. was that when you were the clownette of crime and you'd do things like strap child heroes to rockets with your ex-boyfriend?" She asks unjudgingly. It's a thing that happened, existed, is part of who Harley was.

But to the stage they go and once up on the stage the DJ looks at them both in confusion. Especially when Sera picks up the microphone. "Hey yo! stop? you can't just bust in on my set." Weirdly the music just keeps going. Was he doing anything more than dancing up there?

Sera lets Harley run interference while she tries to remember the song. Mic on, she begins to sing and her white magical light descends upon the population in a spectacular light show that everyone thinks is just lasers and mirrors.

That is, until, all the vampires in the room feel their fangs extend and their dark aura revealed. And gosh are there a lot of them. Perhaps a good 20% of the population are beautiful beautiful vampires.

The music stops and the lights come on as several security guards rush to the stage. Way to gate crash an awesome rave. Sera clears her voice and taptaps the mic, "Oh is this thing on? My bad." A lot of angry looking vampires hiss but weirdly the humans amongst them aren't reacting to the revelation that they're surrounded by blood suckers. Even the bar tender is a vampire.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Alright! Time to kick ass on that vampire that will soon enough be revealed and ---! Crap! "Uh, don't think there were supposed to be so many of them..?" this asked quietly at Sera and she frowns a touch at her. This isn't going according to plan!

These are a lot of guards to fight against so what does Harley do? She lifts her arms up in the air in surrender!

And then she pulls a Karen...

"I demand to talk with the manager!"

Sera has posed:
The thump of music has resumed by Harley and Sera aren't out in the club itself anymore to enjoy it. They're sitting in a small room out back of the club with a less than pleased looking man sitting across from them and two security guards flanking them. The door is closed and the chairs are uncomfortable.

"Harley Freakin' Quinn in my club with Mystery woman in white, attacks VIP security, attacks stage security, sings some freaky ass song over the DJs set piece and reveals my very special and very private clientelle."

Hang on this guy knew about the vampires. Sera lifts a finger and opens her mouth.

"Shut it. I don't want to hear it. May be you two didn't get the memo but this here club is sanctuary grounds for the vampires. Or may be you just didn't notice the enchantment when you walked in to this place so all the humans can enjoy themselves without freakin' out - but no, you gotta go ruin the spectacle and show with... witih magic?!"

Harley Quinn has posed:
Harley is sorta sprawled on her chair now, just glad they weren't beat up by the guards. She does smile with a wink up at the beefier one, making a 'call me' gesture after.

"Look, we were looking for this specific vamp and we thought they would be here..." she looks at Sera, "Right?" she really isn't too sure anymore.

"We are bounty hunters." She explains, showing her MULTIPASS right at the manager's face. "So we were on a job!" then a shake of her head.

"What enchantment? Do I look like a wizard with a robe and a hat that can notice enchantments?!" The nerve on some people!

Sera has posed:
The manager bangs a fist to the table as Harley quips back at him. "What you think this is a joke? May be in Gotham you people are used to being beat up on the regular but this here is New York honey. Assault. You think I care if you're some fancy bounty hunter now huh? I know who you are Quinn. Everybody knows who you are."

Sera frowns and rises in her chair a little and lifts up a finger, "Choose your words real wisely now sir. Ms Quinn has saved a lot of lives since leaving Gotham and she is well regarded by even the woman of wonder."

He points next at Sera, "I don't give a rats ass who lik... really? Wonder Woman? You know Wonder Woman?"

Sera nods her head, "And Thor. Thor is a good friend."

He frowns and stares at the two of them. "Banned. Don't wanna see your faces in my joint ever again."

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Yep, I am like this close with Wonder Woman." Harley exemplifying it by pushing a finger against her hand which sorta looks somewhat obscene. But then they are being banned. That's better than being shot!

"Sure!" She springs back up to her feet. "When we become big movie stars you are going to regret those words. But for now, ta ta!" she waves and nudges Sera.

"Let's beat this joint."