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

[corona]

[ The second slight change in his voice is a subtle and intimate enough warning to have her pause after he finishes, the smile that's been growing with each word softening as she realizes that to pry any further would be crossing a line. Invisible and unspoken, a line she doesn't exactly understand for the social consequences of it but which exists nonetheless. Stopping would be the polite thing to do right? If he lived at this place for all those years - that's a great chunk of his life. Which means it isn't just education she's asking about - impersonal - but him. Yes. Changing the subject would be the proper thing to do.

But she doesn't.

Instead Rapunzel stands abruptly with a look of set determination and without much in the way of asking for permission reaches to grab his hand. ] Come on. It's really loud in here. We're going to get something to drink and then we're going to go outside and then you can tell me more. [ she pauses in her tirade to smile again ] I sort of really only understood some of that, after all.

But - I'd really like to understand. About...your life and your world and magic and - and how it works. Everything.

...wow that was some glorious html fail, sorry :x

[wasthemaster]

[In a sense, it's rather bold of her to a.) decide to press boundaries and b.) grab him like that, and in a way it surprises him enough that he can't even protest fast enough. He blinks at her for a few moments, torn on how to respond to that. On the one hand, talking about home would mean possibly talking about how home isn't exactly magical and wonderful anymore. On the other hand, talking about home made the reminder that it existed more prominent and he got to brag about how wonderful the world was in its prime. What was it that girl had said to him? Something about remaining positive.

So, instead, he settles for the safest answer possible as he gently wretches his hand away to stand up.]

Didn't realized you drank. [But he's nodding and soon he's heading for the bar, fulling expecting her to follow. After all, this was her idea.] I'm not sure about everything, but we'll see how much you can understand.

shh i didn't see anything

[glistens]

[ It's a good a response as any in Rapunzel's head. Beaming with the triumph of his acceptance, she starts through the crowd with much less anxiety than before. ]

Oh I'm sure I'll be able to get it if you explain it right. Pascal says I'm good at things like that. I taught myself to use the microwave this morning! Isn't that great? And I didn't. [ she's totally not humming either ] Drink, I mean. Until today. Have you ever had a strawberry daiquiri, Draco? Wow.

<3

[wasthemaster]

Of course I'll explain it right. It's my life, isn't it? [He himself is a bit less anxious as he leads them on. He won't exactly ask her what a microwave is, but he's suspecting it's something that's quasi-complex. Instead, he settles for--] Sure, that's great. Remind me who Pascal is?

[He has to shake his head at the last question though.] Never in my life. Recommend it, do you?

[corona]

Hmm. [ she stops to consider, tapping her chin ] Do you like strawberries?

[wasthemaster]

They're not bad. [Yes, he actually does enjoy them.]

[glistens]

[ She probably looks a little happier than is appropriate at that. ]

Then I definitely recommend it.

[wasthemaster]

[Oh Rapunzel.] Then I suppose I'll definitely have to try one. [And he will order one once they get up to the bar because you know what, why not.]

[glistens]

Eee! [ In the end she has to cover her mouth to keep from squealing again after that initial squeak. But it doesn't keep her from hopping in place as she watches the bartender. ] Trust me. It's. Amazing.

[wasthemaster]

I'll be the judge of that. You're not getting one too, are you?

[glistens]

[ just. smiles ]

We could always share.

[wasthemaster]

...[He is so amused right now but also ten shades of wary.]

Do I look like the type to share, Rapunzel?

1/2

[glistens]

[glistens]

[ wow, dumb question ]

Mm hm!

[wasthemaster]

[...he'll just take his drink from the bartender who's finished it up, look at Rapunzel, look at the drink and sigh.]

Just this once, and don't you dare tell anyone about it. Shall we head outside?

[corona]

Sure. [ shrug ] I don't know why I would tell anyone about it. Who would I tell?

[wasthemaster]

You never know. Everyone wants to know the innerworkings of Draco Malfoy. [Still sarcastic, but how can anyone be taken seriously when holding a girly fruity drink? He motions for her to follow, briefly touching her wrist to get her to move forward as he heads for the doors of the bar. Outside. Outside is a very good goal.]

[glistens]

[ It takes a lot of willpower not to roll her eyes, and in the end she doesn't manage it, waiting until he's behind her to do so.

Outside is like a completely different world. Less sound, less light. Less people. Much less crazy-making. ]

[wasthemaster]

[The lack of sound and light definitely makes him relax and he's pausing then, glancing around the area for a bench or something to sit on.] Don't tell me we're going to have to sit on the ground...

[corona]

I love sitting on the ground. [ Happily, she spins around to face him as she walks backwards along the sidewalk. ] Buuut I think there tables. There's an outdoor part of this place too. Did you know? Diva showed me.

[wasthemaster]

I didn't know. Where are they, then? And who's Diva?

[corona]

[ reachin' again for dat hand ] Over here. She's my friend! A very, very good friend. I'm surprised you don't know one another. She seems to know everyone...

[wasthemaster]

[Just going to sip that drink and assume she's lost it and allow that to happen. ..huh, not bad.] Perhaps I haven't had the pleasure of meeting her yet, but I will. Later.

[corona]

[ Going round the corner leads to a double-back, taking them not into an alley but to the balcony area outside the bar where there are low tables and a view of the city. It's familiar enough to Rapunzel from earlier, but she still sort of stares. ]

It's really nice here. Isn't it?

[wasthemaster]

[For someone who hadn't been out there yet, it was kind of remarkable what sort of view the bar gave them of the whole city. He breaks off, heading for the railing of the balcony to lean on and look down around.]

What, the balcony, or the city? [From here it didn't look bad, no. Having another sip of his drink there...] Both are okay, I guess.