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It was early in the evening for Saturnalia, London's hottest new nightclub. Early enough that most showing up at the door were getting in, and the music was only just loud enough to be heard through the open door guarded by an incredibly attractive, well-muscled bouncer wearing a toga. Yes, it was gimmicky. Robin didn't care; it worked. He was making money hand-over-fist in this place. Not that that was why he was doing it, but it was a nice metric for success, which was something that interested him. Also he was getting laid spectacularly and as often as he liked.

He'd just arrived for the evening, and was lingering outside first, watching the line of people, watching the reactions from passersby who looked but didn't stop.

He dangled a cigarette between his lips, not because he was smoking it, but because the appearance of smoking made him look less conspicuous just standing outside on the sidewalk.

"Come on in, the water's fine," he offered with a lascivious smirk to the next person to walk by, not even paying attention to who it was. What did it matter? He wanted all of London in his club.

Date: 2016-08-01 03:08 am (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (top hat)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
Fin had gotten Rob's message, and had spent the day forcing himself to sober up slightly, even going as far as to use a bit of magic to rid himself of the dark circles under his eyes. However, he couldn't hide the way he was looking a touch too thin again, or the sweet stink of marijuana that clung to his hair and clothes.

Approaching the puck, he offered a tired smile as he plucked the cigarette from his friend's lips and put it between his own.

"I got your message," he said softly.

Date: 2016-08-01 03:29 am (UTC)
finlay_flynn: (yellow)
From: [personal profile] finlay_flynn
"I don't know what you mean, I'm wonderful," Fin insisted, tucking the cigarette behind his ear as he stepped closer.

"Pour me a drink, I'll be even better," he promised. "Hell, pour me several, I'll be whatever you like."

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Date: 2016-08-01 04:18 am (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (oh honey)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
Angelique didn't look much like the other girls lining up to get in to Saturnalia, but she never really looked like other girls. If she was going to be anywhere near Rob, then it seemed like that same odd thing would happen to her again, where she felt a little less feminine and a little more... something else. So, she chose a menswear-inspired A-line dress that looked like a long vest over a high-buttoned sport shirt, except without sleeves. A pair of bold red heels and an armful of silver bangle bracelets added the touch of femininity she was looking for.

"It's not the water we're here for," she laughed as she found Rob loitering outside his own club. "What are you doing out here? Aren't all the prettiest morsels already inside?"

Date: 2016-08-02 12:53 am (UTC)
utterly_mysterious: (smirk)
From: [personal profile] utterly_mysterious
"Bit of this, bit of that," Angelique teased, mischief in her eyes. The truth was, Rob made her feel unusually male, and every now and then, she wanted to slide toward that side of herself just a little bit more. Cycles, she supposed. Every girl had them.

"If you're working, I came for the hedonism. If you can make yourself free..." She trailed off, but smiled, and shifted her posture with one hand lightly on her hip. If Rob was free, then everything was on offer.

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Date: 2016-08-01 08:51 am (UTC)
prodigalflame: (glowering)
From: [personal profile] prodigalflame
John was not in the mood. Head down, hands jammed in pockets, scowling to himself, he treated the bouncer and the pretty boy on the pavement with the same desultory contempt that he reserved for - well, the whole world right now.

"Not my scene," he retorted, all but rolling his eyes. "If I wanted to stare at a muscle mary I'd go to a gym."

Date: 2016-08-02 08:45 am (UTC)
prodigalflame: (Default)
From: [personal profile] prodigalflame
"I do. And judging's one of my strengths." John sighed. "Look, your club is really nice. I liked it, good music, good booze, and I had a great fuck in the mens' room. Not up for music, booze or fucking tonight."

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Date: 2016-08-01 08:58 am (UTC)
wandandawolf: (Default)
From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
"Ah, but you're out here!" Remus called back, not quite stopping, but slowing his step, and turning to keep his eyes focussed on the handsome bloke. "So what's the advantage in going in there, then?"

It never hurt to look, after all...And while he had no intention of doing anything, it was the new moon. He wasn't sick or cranky or in pain or manic. He knew exactly what he was doing, and could afford to have some light-hearted fun.

Date: 2016-08-02 02:31 am (UTC)
wandandawolf: (Default)
From: [personal profile] wandandawolf
"Sounds like a sales pitch," Remus mused, with a twinkle in his eye as he got closer. "And I've always been wary of salespeople, even the attractive ones. Especially the attractive ones."

Casting an glance between the bouncer, the door, and the throng, he soon looked back at Robin: "You're the owner or the manager, aren't you? I think I saw you about last time I was here."

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Date: 2016-08-01 01:45 pm (UTC)
whispersoflove: (Default)
From: [personal profile] whispersoflove
"I'm more of a wine person," Anael replied good-naturedly, if he could even be said to be a person at all. He did stop by Robin, smiling at him. "How are you, Robin?"

Date: 2016-08-01 03:08 pm (UTC)
whispersoflove: (Default)
From: [personal profile] whispersoflove
"As well as ever," Anael replied, although it wasn't strictly true. But the weight that dragged at his heart since the day he had come to Fin's help wasn't something he would share at the drop of a hat. "Are cigarettes the latest fashion accessory?" he asked curiously, amused.

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Date: 2016-08-01 08:37 pm (UTC)
vampcharmante: (furrowed brow)
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The cellars at the Lenore were well-stocked with everything from blends that retained nothing of the individual donors to rare, once in a (donor's) lifetime vintages from truly exceptional mortals. And Janette hired all their room service staff personally.

But there was nothing like the hunt. Discreet and civilized, of course, but still hunting. She'd chosen a simple black dress in buttery silk georgette with an asymmetrical hem that skimmed her legs as she walked and arranged her hair in a mass of raven dark curls draped over one shoulder. Attractive, but not so much as to be intimidating. A study in onyx and alabaster, but with a softness neither stone possessed.

A softness that faded when the man outside the club spoke and she caught the faint scent of honey in his blood. It had been centuries, but Janette's memory did not fade. She, LaCroix, and Nicolas had been forced to flee Munich barely ahead of an angry mob thanks to him. "Are you sure you don't mean treacherous?" she asked, something dangerous lurking in her soft French accent.

Date: 2016-08-01 10:58 pm (UTC)
vampcharmante: (janette)
From: [personal profile] vampcharmante
It didn't appear anyone else overheard him, but the cavalier way he mentioned vampires was asking for the kinds of trouble he'd caused before, and Janette had to rein in her temper before she did something indiscreet.

"Beautiful people go where the beautiful people are. But I assure you, if I'd known this was your club, I would not have patronized it."

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Date: 2016-08-03 03:35 am (UTC)
shannonteverius: (Default)
From: [personal profile] shannonteverius
Shannon had left his lover to a bottle of wine and a tower of books back in their apartment. Donning his new tiger print jeans, he headed out for something to eat and a drink or two, preferably accompanied by good conversation or entertainment. What he found was Robin.

"Have you turned the club into a pool?" he asked, in reply to Robin's invitation.

Date: 2016-08-07 02:53 am (UTC)
shannonteverius: (Default)
From: [personal profile] shannonteverius
"Isn't that a bit gauche?" Shannon asked, though on second thought it didn't surprise him.

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