Man in Black V

[Echo]

Man In Black

Remember, your character will need Allies ●●●+ in any Sphere of Influence, Contacts (Any), Status ●●+, or Fame ●●+ to gain admittance to this underworld / grey area meeting ground.
Please note that if Status is used, it must be Status as influence, and not as an accreditation or license.

The Man in Back.

The myth, the legend.

There are stories about a place, but you know nothing until you start hearing the whispers. You'll never find it, unless you know someone, or you are someone.

A neutral ground for the world's actual movers and shakers.

No violence. No weapons. Bartering, bargaining, extortion, and threats are all fair game, but the restitution shall be made elsewhere. Failure to comply will result in immediate and total ostracization.

Or worse.

A young up and comer shimmies past the bouncer, she's on the list, and has no intention of finding out what 'or worse' meant.

Platinum blond hair falls in a cascade of loose messy curls down her back, legs are wrapped in leather, and a lace top shows more skin then it hides.

She prances to the bar, a playful smirk upon her lips. She orders the house red, leans against the bar and surveys the legendary club.

The corners prominent, the shadows dark. The schemers and the thieves set themselves away from the socialites and the club royalty. Who've settled in the centre of the club, basking in the limelight.

Echo feels a shiver building. Were her tail not hidden by glamour and shadow it would give a flick of satisfaction.

Echo gains entry with Contacts (Clubs)

[Echo]

Book Keeping~

[Quick]

Quick hasn't spent almost every night checking out the local club scene for nothing. Illusive, exclusive clubs hold all the more pull over the Elemental's compass. Unseen currents and magnetism drew him to the front door the first time he discovered it. But now? It is all he can do to not storm the gates. Being seen and making a name is something he's gotten good at. Because look at him. Gorgeous.

He has a hard time hiding his surprise when the oversexed glass kitten is the first person he recognizes. Of course, the 'glass kitten' part is hidden... but he knows it's her. She's rocking what she's wearing, too. But that might just be because she has to wear something edgy to get attention. Whatever works. He's not the least bit intimidated as he strides confidently to the Darkling and gives her a two-fingered salute off his brow.

"Echo. Fancy meeting you here... nice threads." As if to demean the importance of his compliment, he idly examines his perfectly manicured nails. Can't be seen caring all that much about someone else's look. "Might not want to stand around looking all misty-eyed. Place isn't easy to gain access to. Wouldn't want to be confused with someone who doesn't belong here." He says with a mischievous smile.

"Tell you what: how about you stick with me. We'll rub elbows with the who's who and fall back on each other as a safety net. Deal?"

Quick gains access with Status 2 (Clubs)!

[Emily Makerith]

Emily had spent weeks trying to find the illusive underground club known as the Man in Black. People always need to get around. Rich people have rich hobbies, and nothing is quite as rich or expensive as cars. Keeping those kind of motors running could open up a whole new branch of clientele. Well-paying clientele. But to begin with, it was as much about being seen there as it was meeting anyone there.

As such, she'd dressed up. Lace tights and gloves, a simple black skirt, and killer make-up,
with the corset matching her hair that brought it all together. She gave the doorman a professional smile as she strolled confidently in, glancing around and quashing her nerves as she made her way towards the bar, weaving around and getting a casual look at all the corners.

It was only when she got close to the bar that she recognised a very familiar blonde was already there leaning on it, chatting to another guy. Emily's face breaks out into a wide grin as she puts a little more swing in her hips and heads over. "Ohmygod, Echo! What are you doing here? And, I gotta say, rawrrr!" The blue-haired girl runs her eyes unashamedly over Echo's body, biting her lower lip. "Buy you a drink?"

Emily uses Contacts (Clubs) to gain access.

[Echo]

"Quick," she murmurs baby blues turning to the picture perception of the Winter. "If you think this is misty eyed you obviously haven't had a pair directed at you." she quips, "Besides, I'm on the list." she returns, with a predatory smirk, "Not on someone's arm."

The Lioness snorts, turning a teasing tone to the elemental, "So you need a safety net?"

A flash of blue draws her eye, "Ooooh! Puppy! Fancy seeing you here, and yes. You can buy me a drink." Unashamedly posing for the women's inspection, "I'll buy you one.

[Emily Makerith]

Stepping intimately close to Echo, Emily raises an eyebrow with a mock-scowl. "Remember what happened last time you kept calling me that, Blondie?" she says flirtatiously, leaning around Echo to get to the mostly-empty bar.

A large glass of red wine is poured but Emily pauses before handing it to the feral Blonde, holding it slightly away from her and moving it from side to side like an enticing treat. "So. What is it you're here for, Echo? No-one goes into the Man in Black without something to work on. Emily, by the way," the blue-haired girl introduces herself to Echo's friend, giving him a friendly sidelong look and a smile before focusing back on the enticing woman before her. "Though just being seen to be in this place is often enough, from what I hear."

[Circe]

As Circe had an image to maintain she decided to dress to intimidate using her usual suit. She'd had a few of them after all. This was a big move up, a chance to regain some of the pull in the underworld she'd lost from her abrupt departure from the Bay. And the bouncer had been a fun one.


So insistent she be a known person. Being a Fairest meant she could've tried seducing him into letting her pass but that wasn't ever her style before. And Leon's name was on the list. So good of him to vouch for her, even if he was going elsewhere tonight. Oh well, she'd make her own way, as Circe often did.


So while her "coworker" went off to do his own thing, Circe decided to head for the bar. And froze up in mid-stride. She honestly didn't expect to see several people she already knew here. One or two sure, but 3 right off the bat? It was a both a relief and a disappointment, making things easier but taking away the thrill of a challenge. The dusky blonde shrugged it off. Quick she recognized easily enough and the others were from that bar party.


Circe's proper arrival at the bar was presaged by a light laugh, "Well well well, this is a surprise. I hear drinks being bought and whom do I find? So many familiar faces, unexpected to me in this kinda places," she grins widely, "Though while I think yer," turning to Emily, "act from last time was adorable ya might wanna save it for later. Just sayin'."


She turns to Quick, "How is the night treating you my friend?"

Circe gains entry with Allies (Arms Dealer) 3

[Quick]

Quick's eyes narrow, but the smile doesn't leave his face. Echo's got guts. Good on her. "Just... offering. Figure it's the right thing to do for a 'friend'." He debated throwing the word 'club' around to drive his point home. But honestly? They're in the club right now. Mentioning another club could get people asking questions. And lets face it: he doesn't feel like making up answers for that.

The blue haired girl who makes an excited entrance snags his attention. Friend of Echo's apparently. With nicknames! Those are for him to think about them and them not to hear. Honestly...

"Soo... if it's not Puppy theeen?" he draws on, with a brow raised.

The Italian accent and perky personality cuts through the mysterious din of the classy club. Quick whirls, blinks, and offers a wave. "Circe! Night is young. Haven't even had a drink yet. You..." he starts, shifting his glance between the blue-haired girl and the usually blue elf. "Already met?"

Quick takes a moment to take stock of this new, popular girl. She's got this punk whatever vibe, but she's not even that hot. Weird that the Summer Queen and the glass kitten are fawning over her. Did he miss something? There's plenty of prettier people at the club to draw attention. Like himself. Aaand... whoever this other lady is.

Not the most stunning girl in the room, by far, but she knows how to take care of herself. "Whiskey drinker, huh?" he asks, slipping around to the unknown brunette's side of the bar. "Tequila, myself. Whiskey hangover keeps me out of the gym. James, by the way." He holds up a hand to grab the bartender's attention. "Speaking of which... double-shot of tequila?"

[Circe]

"Quick as always Jimmy," she giggles at the horrid pun. The smile Circe wore screamed that she had no shame, "Yes indeed. I even know why she's a puppy. And it was oh so grand ta watch," she gives Emily a wink.

Circe nods her head in agreement with Quick, "Fanculo sì tequila," she waves to the bartender, "I'll be matching my friend here," she then points to Quick. Circe looks at the new arrival as well smirking at the sight. It was a nice sight no less. "Welcome to watering hole," she gave Lina a tiny salute, "Looking to make new friends?"