UptownFunk

Hoomiku (7/16/2015 10:32:25 PM): On July 16th, 2015, the heat continues to bake the countryside. As the sun starts to sink, it's still close to 100 degrees and the parking lot of Warp Drive starts to fill with people. Normally, karaoke is on Wednesday, and the previous night had been packed with people. Today, though, the place is doing a bit more of it in honor of Apollo 11's launch. After a lovely dinner with her parents and Adam, and after a day spent horseback riding and relaxing from work, Sandra park her green Focus in the lot and grins. Her crew has, once again, invited her to karaoke... the previous evening apparently went okay. As she steps out and heads towards the building, the cars of the other astronauts are there, along with those for engineers, technicians and regular folks. As she wanders in, a huge 27 liter, 1930 Bentley pulls up to the bar and stops. The fox at the wheel grins as the car idles and a young hoomiku hops out and blinks. "Here?"
Ian laughs "Trust me, you'll love it! It'll freak you out, but you'll love it..."
Zach's ears dip. "...My freak out meter is being reset WAAAY higher these days..."
The fox smirks and shrugs. "Listen... I'll be back to pick you up later... don't get into too much trouble, huh kiddo? Your mom'll kill me if you do..." The hoomiku nods and wanders towards the bar as the massive car turns back onto McGregor Road. Ian honks the horn and waves to the cat before driving off, leaving the young hoomiku to follow the jackal in.

Jason Chilton: Inside, the club is already starting to show signs that tonight will be like the last in that it is packed and lively. With all the other amenities Warp Drive has to offer as well as karaoke, there is no shortage of activities as the jackal, then the hoomiku pass by an otter and a lion having a lively conversation. "So then he says to me, "If I didn't know any better, I'd have your ass sent to the brig." And stupid me, I look him dead in the eye, shrug my shoulders and say "Okay. . .whatever. Just know that if I didn't do what I did, then the majority of that squad would've came back home in bodybags." And that shut him right up..."
"Wow...that's amazing!"
"Not really...just me throwing something together and hoping it works."

Hoomiku: As soon as the jackal wanders into the room, a few whoops from the bar and pool tables ring out. Six people move over and clap her shoulders and shake her hands. A tabby cat behind the bar grins and leans over to a Great Dane manning the taps, whispering to him... and he nods before moving to the kitchen. Zach blinks and stares at the walls of the room... he's been told about it and seen images online, and seen a few memories from his girlfriend, but all the memorabilia on the walls makes him gawk a bit. Sandra finally notices him and blinks a few times, moving over after disengaging from her crew. "... Zach?"
The hoomiku mewls and looks at her, blinking. "Sandra?"
"... what the fu-... how-..." The hoomiku sighs and holds up a hand.
"Don't... you really don't wanna know."
Sandra closes her muzzle and chews on the thought a second, before sighing... loudly. "You know what? I really don't... welcome back to the land of the living, embodied people, I guess..."
"Yeah, no shit... what are you doing here, anyway?"
She grins broadly "Year older! My crew dragged me down for some karaoke. What about you, what's your excuse?"
"Happy birthday! Uh... well... Mom and Ian are going to some... charity thing in Lafayette and I seriously gotta get out of that house... it's awesome, but stir crazy? I am way over that..."