The time flew by as they slowly worked their way back to the Hotel for the late night dance party. Instead of trying to vibe Grace into embarrassing herself, Becky was instead using the increased stimulation to make sure she didn't get too self-conscious now that she had a better idea how much she was showing. When they posed together, Becky was getting more and more handsy, and when the other con-goers saw that, it only emboldened them. Sideways hoverhands were quickly being replaced with Grace being effectively spooned in some photos with a strong pulse on the butt plug vibe to make her arch her back just before the flash.
Only the prohibition on photography in the skybridge allowed them to even make it back to the correct hotel in a reasonable amount of time. All the day's regular events were over, but the crowds were not growing that much thinner. The families were just being replaced by the partiers. As long as there wasn't a flash, Grace wasn't even among the most scandalously under-dressed.
Making it to the correct ballroom and walking inside made it clear that they hadn't mistakenly walked into the Doctor Who Prom by mistake. Not a classic rave, per se, it was a mix of multiple, less wholesome styles of dress. From some bondage leather on the older S/M goths to some younger people who were clearly on something other than **** and dressed in traditional party clothes, Grace and Becky stood out because they were wearing more conventional cosplay. There was even scenery set up, including cages on plinths where some fetish bikini girls danced.
Having barely gotten in the door and still taking in the atmosphere, they were approached by a skinny kid with a large video camera. With short black hair and thick glasses, he would have been the stereotypical "nerd" if not for the full sleeve and neck tattoos he was sporting.
"Hey, ladies, anything you want to say to DragonCon?"
Grace drunkenly ignored his question and instead replied with her own, "What's that all about?" she asked, gesturing at the camera.
"This, Princess, is the party-cam," he turned slightly pointing at a large screen at the far end of the ballroom where larger than life images of Grace and Becky soon came back into view. We're broadcasting live to the big screen and on DragonCon TV to all the hotel rooms. We're turning all those individual room parties into one big, DC-wide party. And for anyone who is too tired to keep it burning all night with us."
"Too old you mean!" shouted a Jack Sparrow who had just burst into the room and was clearly himself as old as Grace and Becky combined plus a few years. Who performed a very screen accurate Depp stumble while holding a very real-world accurate, half-empty bottle of Captain Morgan.
Not bothering to suppress the laugh at this, the girls, wrapped an arm over each others shoulders and then in unison squealed, "We love you DragonCon." Grace completed the cheer with a peace sign and a deep lean into the camera that probably would have resulted in a fall if she wasn't holding on to Becky. The lean gave the cameraman a good look down the gap in her top, which elicited a cheer from the group looking at the screen, which was barely audible over the music. He made a note to revisit these two later in the night.
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