Inside the club sheer drapes hung from the ceiling. Some tied tight to the
floor to create the idea of a wall while others flowed freely with the
current of whatever wind touched them. The lighting was dark and accented
only by the lights on the dance floor.
The long black scorched bar ran the entire east side of the club with high back stools spaced along the edge. In the middle of the building was the dance floor slightly lowered one step so that Tony could view the raised stage above the throngs of people dancing.
On the west side of the bar little cubbies had been made with a number of booths and the sheer drapes giving them some amount of privacy. Candles were littered throughout the seating areas some just single candlesticks others huge candelabras giving the patrons seated there an eerie glow about them.
Abby grabbed his hand and made her way to the bar, where she had spotted two empty bar stools. As Tony was graciously led to his stool by Abby he had to keep reminding himself not to stare. If he had thought Abby was unique these people were in another world all of themselves.
"Two coors lights please." Abby ordered for them. "So what do you think? Not too many big bad vampires here right." She mocked lightly. Tony gave her a stare and replied "I'm still just trying to roll with what I'm seeing. I mean this might be normal to you, but I'm just trying not to stare to long at people." As the beers came Abby got a glint in her eye "Hey Tony watch my drink I have to use the little girls room." She got up without another word and disappeared into the crowd.
Tony was content to just watch what was happening around him when a voice came from beside him. "Claim any souls tonight?" startled, Tony looked at the girl sitting next to him. She was dressing in dark 18th century top with white puffy ruffles coming out by the nap of her neck and black leather pants that seems ready to split at the seams if she moved just right. Her hair was blonde and curled up in a way that made Tony think of an 18th century noble woman. Yet the black eye shadow and the ruby lipstick gave a stark contrast to her pale skin. "Ah, no, no souls yet. Just waiting for a friend." Tony replied a little nervous. "Would you like to claim one?" The girls shot back seductively. Tony was starting to get more nervous as time went on. Where was Abby, it shouldn't take that long to pee. "Come, lay claim to me on the dance floor." As the girl grabbed Tony's arm and led him to the dance floor.
The long black scorched bar ran the entire east side of the club with high back stools spaced along the edge. In the middle of the building was the dance floor slightly lowered one step so that Tony could view the raised stage above the throngs of people dancing.
On the west side of the bar little cubbies had been made with a number of booths and the sheer drapes giving them some amount of privacy. Candles were littered throughout the seating areas some just single candlesticks others huge candelabras giving the patrons seated there an eerie glow about them.
Abby grabbed his hand and made her way to the bar, where she had spotted two empty bar stools. As Tony was graciously led to his stool by Abby he had to keep reminding himself not to stare. If he had thought Abby was unique these people were in another world all of themselves.
"Two coors lights please." Abby ordered for them. "So what do you think? Not too many big bad vampires here right." She mocked lightly. Tony gave her a stare and replied "I'm still just trying to roll with what I'm seeing. I mean this might be normal to you, but I'm just trying not to stare to long at people." As the beers came Abby got a glint in her eye "Hey Tony watch my drink I have to use the little girls room." She got up without another word and disappeared into the crowd.
Tony was content to just watch what was happening around him when a voice came from beside him. "Claim any souls tonight?" startled, Tony looked at the girl sitting next to him. She was dressing in dark 18th century top with white puffy ruffles coming out by the nap of her neck and black leather pants that seems ready to split at the seams if she moved just right. Her hair was blonde and curled up in a way that made Tony think of an 18th century noble woman. Yet the black eye shadow and the ruby lipstick gave a stark contrast to her pale skin. "Ah, no, no souls yet. Just waiting for a friend." Tony replied a little nervous. "Would you like to claim one?" The girls shot back seductively. Tony was starting to get more nervous as time went on. Where was Abby, it shouldn't take that long to pee. "Come, lay claim to me on the dance floor." As the girl grabbed Tony's arm and led him to the dance floor.