[Sodium_noir] Club Harlequin, where the lights dim

[Spikey]

Giger, Greenville
Tremere Apprentices
The Harlequin's 

Taking Elizabeth's hand, Giger walks with her to the
entrance of the Harlequin's.  Though the hour is still
fairly early, the place seems deserted, almost 
abandoned, as if people had something better to do
tonight.  They encounter no line, able to easily walk
into the ornate entrance and descend, so to speak,
back into the den of inquity, the midnight circus that
was the Harlequin's lair.    

The main area of the club was indeed rather sparse. Less noisy, no singer on stage, more empty tables than occupied ones. At the bar there were three distinct groups. Mostly female. First two ladies being deliberatly inconspicuous at the end. A Blonde and a Brunette interested more in thier own drinks that the surroundings. Then two young ladies, one with a guitar, were talking animatedely. Finally, a dark haired woman at the far end was bent over in conversation with a Black man.

The Harlequin was no harder to spot than one expected. sat at a table talking to his maitra de, Israel, Giger was reminded. They seemed to be discussing bussiness, the Harelquin himself staring intently into space while his mortal retainer layed out something in detail.


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