[Sodium_noir] Club Harlequin, where the lights dim

[Spikey]

Tellos, Dennis
Dhampir, mortal
Club Harlequin
Outside the club

He stops infront of the man. "Hello" He replys and stands there waiting his 
eyes noting the collors movement.  Now things might get rough he hoped not 
but that sign did not bode well. "Mind if I pass through? Or is tonight VIP 
only?" He asked with a grin his shade covered eyes still seeing those who 
were vampires or were not if they were in his sight but he ws now focused on 
this man who he figured if not a vampire might be a ghoul. 

The mortal Doorman shuffles his bulky shoulders, straining the suit in places it was never intended to be strained. The lick of the lips and the slight out of focus look in his eyes clues Telos in to the fact that his words are a practiced speach or maybe an impression of somebody elses style.

"Club Harlequin prides itself on its egal .. egalitarian and open policy sir. We turn nobody away. But we also pride ourselves on our peaceful atmosphere and I will have to ask you to leave that with me sir!" He nods at the sword on tellos back. Inside the foyer Tellos can see a couple of less bulky men gathered at the cloakroom counter. 


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