Lux Opening [OPEN]

[apostatises]

Who: YOU. This is an OPEN log, heck yeah.
What: Lux's Grand Opening
When: Day 69, all night
Where: Lux, in the Baldr District
Rating: PG-13 to be safe—If the rating goes up in a thread, please let me know!

Welcome to Lux —

It's been under construction for about a month, and anyone in the Baldr district (or who just liked to wander) surely would have noticed the bar's construction. It was only a few days ago that the sign was finally put up—Lux.

Maybe you saw the owner's post on the network and decided to come see. Or maybe you were just walking past and was curious about the crowd of people who had gathered. Regardless, you'll be welcomed into a ritzy bar and lounge. There are some locals mingling about, and jazz is drifting through the air, since the owner is currently playing.

Should you decide to stay, you'll find that the drinks and food are very generously half price for grand opening. Or, if that's not to your taste, then surely the music and crowd will make up for it.

Welcome to Lux, the bar owned by the Devil himself.

quick jump to threads

outside lux ☄ around the bar ☄ general mingling ☄ by the stage ☄ speak with the owner

Comments

[auditor]

Do you have Sangiovese?

[ only drinking italian wines, lmao. they are what she knows. ]

[amant]

[Ah, Francis is going to enjoy this job. Pretty people coming to him all night. Chatting them up. Being too French to function. Leaning forward with a grin he shrugged, nonchalant]

The only thing I do not have is a name to address a beauty such as yourself. Sangiovese... a nice Italian spirit, bien.

[Fran really can't uh. Help himself. Complimenting is like breathing for him, but he does do his job as well, plucking a bottle to pour her a glass]

[auditor]

[ claudia, at least, doesn't mind. if anything, he should worry about her brother... (she imagines the most disapproved face if he knew she were here, but they aren't children now.) ]

Ahh, a Frenchmen.

I can do politically correct tags...

[amant]

[Brother, hm? Is there a chance to charm the brother into not stringing him up by his toes because that'd be nice... He seems amused by the guess. Correct, of course. Francis is so French Helen Keller would start signing La Marseillaise]

Was it the accent or the ah, all-encompassing charm? [Why yes, he's joking.]

it's cool!? unless i am misinterpreting...

[auditor]

Sì, your charm dazzled me so much it can only be that you're French.

[ it's because he said "bien." she's heard enough french to detect the pronunciation difference. but what's a little flirting with your bartender? ]

that is the most barelyimpressed icon ever.

[amant]

[Oh, you are cute. Flirting is how this whole interaction works. Not that Francis isn't attempting to get more than a nice tip. Literally!]

Hm... Signora, how are you enjoying the new establishment?

[...he might've run into your brother before. Then again, how many Italians are running all willy-nilly like around this place?]

she is a pro at sass.

[auditor]

It isn't what I expected, but I like it.

[amant]

Hm? With a man named Lucifer running it what were you expecting, mademoiselle?

A little more brimstone and shackles?

[auditor]

[ smirks. claudia thinks his name is some cruel joke by his parents, but she supposes she can't rule out the possibility in asgard... (ridiculous. she doesn't believe in god.) still, his name, while important to remember, hadn't left an impression of the bar, itself. no, it was more colored by experience and visiting an old friend's bar. not very classy places, bars in roma. ]

Lux would be an interesting place to party, then. Ah, it could be a theme [ ! ] : what is your sin?

[ she knows yours, though, frenchy. ]

cornyiconforcornypost

[amant]

[Let's play coy though, because he doesn't know her past and she doesn't know his and the both of them have probably been to some pretty awful bars.]

I could imagine a few interesting wraths piling through but ah-- surely you are an angel in the midst of heathens, non?

[oh dear.. and what would his sin be?]

lmao oh my goodness

[auditor]

[ claudia guesses lust, but hey, who knows... ]

Sí, I am the perfect woman created by God himself.

[ LMAO SO HARD TO TAKE HERSELF SERIOUSLY oh that was a hideous thing to say ]

[amant]

Are you Eve then or [he considers her face for a moment, thinking] Galatea? Considering our current situation I would not find the second that much of a reach.

[Fran is full of vices but it's probably pride that controls everything else. Coveting happens, though. Sometimes...]

[HOW IS HE KEEPING A STRAIGHT FACE? ALSKD. So hard.]

[auditor]

[ she leans forward, her smile wider. how she is managing to not burst into laughter is quite the mystery. ]

How did you know?

[amant]

[shifting to mirror her, the smirk he displays steadfast. Because he's playing very serious right now and his cover must not be broken]

When you are as old as the inspiration seeing another walking, breathing example of perfection is far and few between. Though, I welcome every opportunity with open arms, hm?

[Perhaps he even sounds wistful. Fran is a pretty good actor with a ...well. Flair.]

[auditor]

[ not knowing about people that are personified world nations and likely to think they are nuts, anyway, claudia assumes he is like her: from a time considered past in asgard. ]

Oh, and just how open are your arms?

[ ...<>claudia. ]

[amant]

[It's alright. Fran has been nuts more than a few times. However, this is not one of them (you lucky girl...?).]

[Now he could be crude and say 'as open as a whore's legs' but he is not one to kiss and tell. Much. :T]

Open enough to embrace the whole of humanity. [jokingly:] Does that make me a bad man?

wow, that italics fail..

[auditor]

Greed or gluttony, I cannot say I think poorly of either.

/scream i thought I'd tagged this askdljf

[amant]

See-- I do not see why partaking in a little self-indulgence is considered sinful. Then again, I have spent a portion of my life absolutely convinced I'd be cast into the pyres so.

[Have a lazy grin, and maybe some more wine]

I would never lead a lady such as yourself astray. You look thirsty tonight.

[OH GOD I AM SCRAPING OFF THE PHEROMONES AND SLEAZE]

it's np!!

[auditor]

[ claudia is a prostitute. and so are most of the women she knows in rome. and she, you know, kills people. less than her brother but still. there is no way she isn't going to hell, lbr. claudia doesn't care, though. leaning forward, still: ]

Are you certain? My mother told me, never believe a man when he says such things.