Yamanaka Ino (
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fandomtownies2017-09-21 04:24 pm
The Boards, Thursday Evening
The marquee outside of the Boards, Groovy Tunes, whatever Jono was calling it these days was blinking the words 'KARAOKE NIGHT – FREE BOOZE AND SNACKS' in neon-bright colours.
Ino was pretty proud of herself for figuring out how to do that, especially since she was running on absolutely zero sleep. See, despite it being Jono's store/theatre unholy hybrid, he had no damn idea this was happening tonight.
Or that it was mostly his booze she was planning on giving to people for free.
(Ino had bought the snacks; Jono hadn't had enough of those around.)
Sure, it had been supposed to be a small thing, like, just her, Kanan, and Hera but why not turn it into a party?
And singing karaoke on an actual stage in an actual theatre would be pretty sweet too.
While killing time until her guests showed up, Ino fiddled with the lights, looking for the best way to light the stage and trying to decide if she could rig up a disco ball or not. There probably wasn't time. (Maybe next time.)
Because Ino was a brat, and a Turk, and that meant getting the numbers of every single person on the island was child's play, she'd sent a text to everyone on the island—except Jono and Dr. Lecter, since she was pretty sure Dr. Lecter would rat her out to Jono—inviting them out to have a good time.
Karaoke party at the Boards tonight!
If all of Jono's booze wasn't gone by the end of the night, she'd make sure it disappeared conveniently.
Sorry not sorry, Jono!
Ino was pretty proud of herself for figuring out how to do that, especially since she was running on absolutely zero sleep. See, despite it being Jono's store/theatre unholy hybrid, he had no damn idea this was happening tonight.
Or that it was mostly his booze she was planning on giving to people for free.
(Ino had bought the snacks; Jono hadn't had enough of those around.)
Sure, it had been supposed to be a small thing, like, just her, Kanan, and Hera but why not turn it into a party?
And singing karaoke on an actual stage in an actual theatre would be pretty sweet too.
While killing time until her guests showed up, Ino fiddled with the lights, looking for the best way to light the stage and trying to decide if she could rig up a disco ball or not. There probably wasn't time. (Maybe next time.)
Because Ino was a brat, and a Turk, and that meant getting the numbers of every single person on the island was child's play, she'd sent a text to everyone on the island—except Jono and Dr. Lecter, since she was pretty sure Dr. Lecter would rat her out to Jono—inviting them out to have a good time.
Karaoke party at the Boards tonight!
If all of Jono's booze wasn't gone by the end of the night, she'd make sure it disappeared conveniently.
Sorry not sorry, Jono!

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She lounged across three seats, idly sipping on a brandy, and considering the turquoise of her nails. Was it too bright?
Nah.
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She looked around when they got there, then tried to figure out the snacks and drinks. She'd work her way up to the karaoke. Maybe.
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"Hera! Hi!" Ino said, waving her free hand. "Glad you could make it!"
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So hello, there was a new guy poking his face in to see what was going on.
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What? An invite was an invite!
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It also happened to be a place with 'tunes' in the name, and so he was pretty immediately suspicious. What the hell had Iris talked him into, here?
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She was looking at the people in the room, hoping that someone she knew would show up. That would make being at a party as a person easier.
She was also considering what song to sing. That was the main reason she was here, after all.
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Peter wasn't much of a musician, but he could appreciate other people's music. He hoped, anyway.
Hey, at least there was something going on after dark.
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He'd stopped by to place an order, and this was what he'd shown up to? He couldn't even say he was angry. This was sort of hilarious. But he would have been a little stung if he'd realized he was one of the two people in town who hadn't gotten an invite.
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But he showed up anyway be curiosity killed the cat and all (but satisfaction brought it back). He'd have left almost immediately, except that the blonde woman was clearly a Turk.
And he didn't recognize her.
Rufus stealthily took a photo of her with his PHS and sent it as a text to Tseng.
One of yours?
While he waited for a response to that, he leaned against the back wall and just watched everything narrowly.
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"Point me to the refreshments!"
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She looked around as she arrived, not sure if she'd be happy or a bit uncomfortable if Kathy showed up.
Either way, it wasn't going to stop her from singing way too enthusiastically. And dancing. Dancing was an important part of karaoke, as everyone knew.
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Free drink and food!
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Music started up and Ino swayed her hips in time with the music as she sang:
(This is how we do, This is how we do)
Oh oh
Sipping on Rosé, Silver Lake sun, coming up all lazy
(This is how we do)
Slow cooking pancakes for my boy, still up, still fresh as a Daisy
Playing ping pong all night long, everything's all neon and hazy
(This is how we do)
Yeah, she went there. And she was totally unrepentant about it.
Chanel this, Chanel that, hell yeah
All my girls vintage Chanel baby
It's no big deal, it's no big deal, it's no big deal
This is no big deal
This is how we do, yeah, chilling, laid back
Straight stuntin' yeah we do it like that
This is how we do, do do do do, this is how we do
This is how we do, yeah, chilling, laid back
Straight stuntin' yeah we do it like that
This is how we do, do do do do, this is how we do
Big hoops, and maroon lips, my clique hoppin' in my Maserati
(This is how we do)
Santa Barbara, chic, at La Super Rica, grabbing tacos, checking out hotties
Now we talking astrology, getting our nails did, all Japanese-y
(This is how we do)
Day drinking at the Wildcats, sucking real bad at Mariah Carey-oke
It's no big deal, it's no big deal, it's no big deal
This is no big deal
This is how we do, yeah, chilling, laid back
Straight stuntin' yeah we do it like that
This is how we do, do do do do, this is how we do
This is how we do, yeah, chilling, laid back
Straight stuntin' yeah we do it like that
This is how we do, do do do do, this is how we do
Here, Ino stopped singing and instead, started talking, deeply amused all the while:
This one goes out to the ladies at breakfast in last night's dress
(It's how we do, straight stuntin' like that)
Uh-huh, I see you
Yo, this goes out to all you kids that still have their cars at the club valet and it's Tuesday
(This is how we do yeah straight stuntin' like that)
Yo, shout out to all you kids, buying bottle service, with your rent money
Respect
Ino laughed and then, on beat, starting singing again:
This is how we do, yeah, chilling, laid back
Straight stuntin' yeah we do it like that
This is how we do, do do do do, this is how we do
This is how we do, yeah, chilling, laid back
Straight stuntin' yeah we do it like that
This is how we do, do do do do, this is how we do
This is how we do
This goes out to all you people going to bed with a ten and waking up with a two
This is how we do (straight stuntin like that)
Ha, not me
This is how we do, yeah, chilling, laid back
Straight stuntin' ya we do it like that
This is how we do, do do do do, this is how we do
What? Wait. No, no, no, no.
Bring the beat back.
That's right
(This is how we do), oh oh
(This is how we do), oh oh
Ino raised her hands, grinning. "I think you've all go the point now, and if not, I ain't got no problems getting up here 'till you got it. Just let me know. Name's Iris if you ain't familiar with me."
With that, she hopped off the stage, ponytail flying behind her.
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"I have no idea what the kark I'm doing," he said, almost cheerfully, "but hell, now that I'm here, I'm gonna do it."
Of course, that's when the music that Ino had picked started to play, so...
Well. Kanan's rendition of 'Steal My Sunshine' wasn't even remotely in key or on tune, which he'd merrily attribute to the fact that he'd never heard it before.
But really, it was at least partly because he also was not a singer. Not by any stretch of the imagination.
"I know... It's done, for me!"
Beer number four was going to be very much appreciated when he was done this. Especially since he was changing 'Karen' to 'Hera' at that 'I love you' line halfway through the song.
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The tune was probably recognizable, but Kenzi was singing it in Russian.
//These boots are made for walkin',
and that's just what they'll do
one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you...//
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...Now what? He wasn't exactly up on most modern music before he missed five years entirely and then another fifteen by virtue of timeline weirdness.
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OOC