Who said vermillion and royal blue didn't work together?
The large shoebox building is relieved with garish colors like a said shoebox's logo. It's size is only accentuated by the expanse of empty parking lot, but that's where the Angel's going. A small multi-plex in the shadow of the Zigguarat, a pop-fly from Raley Field and close enough to hear the river.
And for anyone that's looking, it's blossoming a river of fire that could warm half the city and smells like like an ace and a king.
It's the address Thrope's been given along with a tentative invitation.