Ember's Angels

[Alice Brown]

If not by fliers, you must have heard of this evening because someone told you about it. Tonight would be one of those nights where people do not just come to see strippers, but they can also gaze at amazing outfits and enjoy the whole divine atmosphere. Divine? Yes, tonight is the Angel Night at Club Ember. More than a few visitors dress up in themed costumes themselves, but it is known that at least white clothes are appreciated for this evening.

With this being a special occasion, both male and female visitors will find strippers to their liking. The first thing regulars will notice is that a few bouncers have been moved inside. Not just one man, but several angelic strippers hold guard.

At the main stage we find two burning hot brunettes waiting for the show to begin, although the music with its slow beat is forever present. In front of the stage stands Alice Brown, one of the two managers of Club Ember. Tonight was her idea, and of course, the Daeva with the angelic face is not lacking wings. When looking further inside, people will find the corner with female pole dancers, and at the other side the corner with male dancers.

The first one I hear complaining about the quality of my employees will personally be used for the next Official Court's blood fountain.

Those coming along Alice's nice smile will soon hear the rumors... is there a contest planned for the evening? Does everyone has a chance to show what they're worth? Wait until the Happy Hour is over and you might find it out...

She's wearing the "manager" hat :)

[Ixidor]

Once you're at least famous enough to be recognizable to John Q Public, most musicians avoid all but the VIP areas of strip clubs. Unless it's some publicity event, that is, and there are other celebrity mooks hanging around. Tonight isn't like that, though, and either way: Adrian Isaacs gives zero fucks.

Not even a fraction of a fuck.

It's quite possible he gives negative fucks.

Because Adrian Isaacs is Ixidor. Awakened in the realm of Aether. And he fears no paparazzi or rabid fan. Actually, the whole scene reminds him of his awakening. Not that it is really reminiscent of his trudging climb up the tower. The Angels he saw there were beautiful in an altogether terrifying way. That, and they were talking shit to him, and kicking him around like garbage...

No, sexy angels are much more enjoyable. And a tiny part of the Théarch wishes he could just uncloak his Nimbus and wear that as a costume. Now that would turn some heads. But once again, as with Halloween, Ix's costume is simply his lack of one. Or of a shirt at all. Because his contribution to the theme is the large angel tattoo that wraps around his right side. That, and the various types of crosses and wings that adorn him in the form of jewelry. Several necklaces of varying length hang around his neck. One of which is an actual rosary. Another, is a golden key. Earings? Check. Bracelets? Leather and silver, check. Rings? Skulls, crosses, and semi-precious stones, check. Eyeliner? Check. Black nail polish? Check.

For he looked at all of the bouncing bitches, and he saw that it was good.
-Ixidor 3:16

[Daniella Sage]

Daniella had not been to Ember since the Christmas party, and couldn't resit a chance to have fun. Not to mention support Alice, she always could throw a great party, and clearly, this evening was no exception.

As she walks into the club, her eyes are drawn to the various dancers, both beautiful, and earning their pay. She smiles, taking her coat off and handing it to the clerk. Her dress this evening was white, and short, the wings were chosen to accent it. She had taken a few moments to send a text to Charles Charles Black , hoping to get him out and experience all that Ember had to offer, as she makes her way in. She offers polite smiles to Alice, looking amazing as ever, Conner, wait....with wings?! And to Ariana, who managed to look both classy and beautiful at the same time, as she makes her way into the club.

[wibblywobbly]

Charles arrives to the Ember after being texted by the Au Pair, he found it odd that she would invite him to a "Strip Club." Normally that would be a place that Charles would avoid, Old Victorian habits die hard and all that. However considering he was being invited by a friend and a ranking member of the Invictus, perhaps there was something he could enjoy at this "house of sin."

Charles did not know what exactly the dress code to a "Strip Club" was but for some reason wings were involved with tonight's theme. So he went with a suit a bit like this along with some white wings.

However, when he walked in the door he walked with a cool confidence as if he knew exactly what he was doing. He soon surprised to see that not only Daniella come out, but the Seneschal, Reeve, and Harpy as well. Was he missing something? Where strip clubs THE recreational hotspots for the domain's highest ranking kindred? He smiles and nods to each of them. Perhaps he would have to thank Daniella at the end of the night for bringing him out.

Charles makes his way over to his friend (@Daniella Sage) and taps her on shoulder,

"Good evening Madame, you called and I answered."

He says with a chuckle, a good natured smile, and a small bow as if playing along with a joke, Invictus etiquette veiled in the guise of harmless joking.

[Ixidor]

Taking a moment to scope out the other patrons rather than the pole dancers, Ixidor catches sight of something that looks vaguely familiar... an exotic beauty that makes him literally do a double-take.

Daniella Sage

Hell, even rockers get an occasional case of the Sir Mix-A-Lot. And this one is fairly sure he's seen her before. Maybe that strange evening at... whatever the hell the name of that bar was. Where that red-hot redhead walked out on him, right when he thought he was in. Yeah, Ix is pretty sure she was there too--

Hold the presses.

As if summoned from his thoughts, there she is. Ol' coppertop with the entrancing blue eyes. Now, Ix doesn't remember every single individual he meets. It's nothing personal; he just meets too many damn people. But sometimes one of them leaves a mark on him, and he remembers. Guess how many times Adrian Isaacs has had a woman fail to recognize him, or give him a name- even a fake one- or flirted with him and walked away without so much as a phone number? Since he got signed a decade and a half ago, it's happened only once. And here she stands.

Oh shit. Look alive you moron, she's talking to you.

Ariana Donovan

"Well, ain't it a small world?" The Thearch beams a grin. Catching out of the corner of his eye some dude bowing to Miss Babygotback nearby, his eyebrows raise amusingly. His voice elevates to a lofty demeanor, and his English is suddenly very proper. "A good evening to you as well, madam."

Winking and snickering a bit, Ix looks around to consider the question posed. The wild mane of black hair exaggerates the motion almost comically. "Well, I heard what the theme was going to be, and I just couldn't resist." He indicates the tattoo on his ribs, as though in explanation. Then another thought hits him, and he comes right on out with it. Though, it's more to himself than anyone else. "Damn it, I forgot the bit about wearing white. Ah well. If they make a fuss, I'll ask for a hat, or something."

Because the only viable clothing he was wearing to even consider going white with was his pants. And Ix is pretty sure that he hasn't owned a pair of whit pants since the nineties. The early nineties. He does have a white fedora, smooth criminal style, but it's back at the studio. Whoops. Too late now.

"How about you? Just here to enjoy the scenery?"

[Daniella Sage]

With the tap on her shoulder, she slowly turns, trying to be careful with the wings and her smile widens when she sees it was Charles. She feels her Beast snipping at the other, but not loudly, it was getting used to Charles. Her eyes take in his suit and wings, “Good evening to you as well Mister Black! If you don’t mind me saying, white suits you.” She replies, offering a bow of her head. “I’m glad you did! I thought you might enjoy seeing a little more of the nightlife.” her smile never leaving her lips, she was glad to see him.