Dark Heart: Open Mingle Log

[godsrevolver]

Who: Santiani and OPEN TO ALL!
Where: The newly opened club Dark Heart
When: Friday night
What: A grand opening!
Warnings: Alcohol and dancing and the occasional spell going awry, if someone walks in with one. Probably not more than that :)

After a few minor panic attacks in the morning over the lack of electricity, by nightfall things were thankfully back in order and everything was on schedule. Santiani prowled around his new domain, verifying everything was ready and waiting for the doors to open, long before they actually did open. Everything was checked and rechecked, and the employees harassed into what the fay considered readiness, and then, finally, at 8PM, the music comes on, the lights go dimmer, and the doors come open.

Those doors are big enough for almost the largest dragon-- a Regal would have to squeeze to fit inside-- just in case one happened to ever deign to show up. They were also dark glass, so one couldn't actually see inside past them. The foyer was broad and painted darkly, lit with little LED stars in swirling patterns, and opened to a much broader room with hanging lights, a bar to the left, and a dance floor to the right. Everything was dark colors with hints of brightness, as were the uniforms of the staff.

For tonight only, the age limit is eighteen... though if you spin a good tale, someone younger might slip inside. The music is loud, but not too loud for conversation, and the drinks are flowing, provided you have proper ID or, again, you spin a good tale.

The host flits about, sometimes checking on the bar or greeting guests as they come in, sometimes out on the dance floor, sometimes watching from a corner. He'll swoop in on anyone who looks lost, for certain, and see what he might to do help.

No Place Like Home [Open]

[cantmissfriday]

((OOC: Been around long enough to have met Friday and want to stop by? Someone sent you around because you need some heavy work done? Just wondering what the giant dragon shelter is on the edge of town? Come on by!))

Who: Friday and YOU
Where: Friday's home near the edge of town
When: Any time, any day! She's home most often after sundown, however.
What: Paying a call on the resident mountain of dragon

A house designed for a large, solitary dragon was, by necessity, quite simply designed. The building was large and square, with most of the inside space taken up by an enormous nest. There were a few storage boxes built along the walls like benches, and the only other room was a freezer large enough to be a walk-in for a human. The doors were massive, naturally, but had smaller, human-sized doors set next to them, and even a little human-sized table and a couple chairs set into one corner that saw precious little use.

Friday still had high hopes of visitors, some day.

The strangest part about the place was that it was decorated. Unless you counted hordes, dragons - particularly the large ones - weren't exactly known for interior design. And, well, it wasn't pretty, exactly. But it'd been painted enthusiastically in bright, foresty greens and yellows inside and out, and the walls were adorned with a few pictures, medals, and even a mounted military rifle. Everything was extremely orderly, tidy, and dust-free, perhaps betraying a bit of the dragon behind the dimwitted gentle giant routine she liked to put on.

The dragon herself spent most of her time there sleeping, snoozing, and thinking. But a visitor was always worth attention.