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Dark Heart: Open Mingle Log
Aug. 25th, 2014 08:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
godsrevolverWho: 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.
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.
