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]

[ WOW WHAT A JERK.

She reacts with horror and something really disgusting: trying, after a three second pause, to stick her finger in his mouth. ]

[wasthemaster]

...?! [Cue Draco pulling away and swatting at her with one hand] Hey, hey, hey! Completely uncalled for!

[corona]

So was drinking all the daquiri...

[wasthemaster]

There's still some left. Don't be dramatic.

[corona]

Yeah there's some left in your esophagus. Maybe your mouth too...

[ Buzzed smirking is not so much frightening as it is...well. Buzzed smirking. But he should get the hint. ]

[wasthemaster]

Think you'd have to go a bit too far to reach my esophagus. [No, it's really not, but he gets it. He just leans forward so his face is a few inches too close and returns with a buzzed smirk of his own.] So really, there isn't much you can do now, is there? [Except for the part where there is.]

[corona]

I could do lots. [ Like keep exactly where she is but for the tilt of her head, challenging. ] You're the one who's trapped.

[wasthemaster]

[Another inch closer to rise to that challenge.] Am I? Colour me surprised. Could have sworn it was the other way around.

[glistens]

Hah. [ He smells like strawberries. She likes strawberries doesn't she? ] You've sworn wrong before I'm sure.

[wasthemaster]

I'm not very good at being wrong, but nice try. [At this rate they're pretty much nose to nose and his smirk grows wider.] Still think you're all talk anyway.

[glistens]

Mrrr... [ she may or may not be pulling back just the slightest inch ] Are you saying that because I'm short or because I talk a lot? Because I can walk and talk for your info. Walk and talk. PFT. That's ridicu..Ridicu—

[wasthemaster]

...[He's going to be the most helpful and use a free hand to wave an invisible wand. Like this.] Riddikulus. [Because Rapunzel is clearly the scariest boggart.] You are rather short, aren't you? [It's okay, he only towers over her by about 9 or 10 inches.]

LMFAO FUCK I JUST SPIT OUT MY DRINK

[glistens]

What - What are you saying!? [ DRACO NO ONE IS EVER GOING TO KISS YOU IF YOU BLURT OUT WEIRD WORDS TO THEM ] That wasn't the point! No!

|D happy to help

[wasthemaster]

[In this thread, Draco cockblocks himself. He stops waving his invisible wand then.] Hm? Oh. Spell. Stupid spell, but a spell...a ridiculous spell. [He can't help but snicker at his own pun. He tilts his head back, pondering Rapunzel and her height.] Back to the point though, you do talk an awful lot, but I like that about you. Don't change that. I'd like you a lot less if you didn't talk as much.

[glistens]

[ Color her surprised. ]

You like my brain vomit? [ Another one of Gothel's charming descriptors. ] Even - I mumble, you know. It's very annoying.

[wasthemaster]

It really is, actually. When you mumble you're just letting on that you're not as assured as you ought to be. It's dangerous, Rapunzel, not being self-assured. [A languid shrug, followed by a small yawn.] But yes. It's...endearing.

[corona]

[ Dangerous...?

Rapunzel has nearly every one of her mother's speeches memorized through repetition but... she's never heard that interpretation before. ]

I'm self-assured. [ Followed by her leaning in again with a yawn triggered by his and turning her head at the last moment to fit on his shoulder. ] I'm plenty self-assured. Remember the...um. The man I stuck to a chair? That is assuredness in action...

[hisdarkmark]

Really? You were one-hundred percent confident in your plan to tie him up? [He's incredibly incredulous...and kind of dizzy, but that's beside the point. The drunk leading the drunker.] And here I thought it was all just in the moment.

[corona]

Isn't everything everyone does "in the moment"? [ no that's just you ]

[wasthemaster]

Ahaha...if everything I did was in the moment I'd be dead twice over.

[corona]

Maybe you just have bad luck.

[wasthemaster]

No, I just make stupid choices. [A shrug.] Luck's got absolutely nothing to do with it. I don't believe in luck. [Save for the kind that can only come from Felix Felicis.]

[corona]

That doesn't sound like a stupid choice. You're...being responsible. Why is that stupid?

[wasthemaster]

Being responsible isn't stupid by itself, but past choices I've made have led to stupider choices. [He waves a hand in the air.] Never mind.

[corona]

[ ...hm.

She shrugs, drinks what's left of the daiquiri, and closing her eyes, snuggles closer. Sorry, Draco. You are a pillow. ]

I'll take your word for it, Mr. Hog - uh, Hog... Mr. Pigfarts.