[Sodium_noir] Killing time at club harliquin

[Spikey]

Tellos, Dennis, Israel
foyer
Club Harlequin

Club Harlequin. Built very much in the Art deco style. White alabaster walls painted in a myriad of colours by floor set lighting. Tall, thin windows high up the wall appear to be covered from within, and simply act as well lit displays. Spot lights on the roof whirl and spin, sending needles of light into the sky and dappling the clouds. The queue is short now, and moves fast. Most of those who would usually arrive in stretch limo's and cut in line have already been seated.


>Tellos walked towards the front door his six foot two inch frame draped in a 
>black trench coat with a swords hilt poking out from the back. His movements 
>were graceful and his aura eerie as if you were not seeing something 
>natural, like he wasn't human. 

The Doorman, a large rotund man with lots of gold jewellery and a thick moustache, leans in to open the door for him. An expression of uncertainty crosses Dennis face at the kids dress sense, but he's seen worse. Hell, compared to the boss, this kid looked almost sedate. And at least this one didn't try to hide his knife, it stood out like a sore thumb. 

Let Izzy deal with it.

>As he stands before the bouncer he removes 
>his shades his black leather biker gloved hands close them and his ocean 
>blue eyes stare at the bouncer, if anybody looked in a puddle or mirror like 
>spot he didn't show up! His fair skin clashed with his short black spikey 
>hair in a way that was almost too perfect to be normal.

"Mind if I come in or is this place a privet party?" Tellos stood and awaited the bouncers reply.

"The club is open to all this evening sir" Dennis replies, nodding at the hilt. "But you'll have to check that with the coats I am afraid! If you'd rather it was put in the safe the Maitre de there will see to you."

Just inside the door is a young man, not much older than Tellos, dressed in a bright red suit. A certain swarthy complexion, that he shares witht he doorman, and long black hair give him something of an exotic appearance. Seeing the doorman indicate him, the matre de strides forward and indicates for Tellos to enter the foyer.

"Good evening sir, welcome to Club Harlequin" He says in a practiced manner. "My name is Israel and it would be my delight to seat you. Would you like to check you coat and ... belongings?"

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