Midnight Bar

[onearmeddruid]

sonja tilted her head as kade left as she finished her second glass of wine. she hummed as she went back into finding another pan for something else

[Dirtydan]

Kade having returned to his rightful place behind his bar would begin to diligently work on drinks one after another his deft hands quickly, finding the ingredients for his drinks. Each drink made with his own unique sense of style and panache. "Well that looks like it doesn't it!" Kade would turn to his barback a comforting smile on his face. He take few steps closer and pat him on the shoulders. "You did good buddy, we deserve a little break. I think I'll head out to the lounge see what's going on over their." Kade would smile as turned to walk away from bar his index finger lightly trailing the trim as he departed.

[onearmeddruid]

Sonja hums to herself as she placed a batch of cupcakes on the counter grabbing a tube of frosting

[SimonGhostRiley]

Hey there, comrade! Alex says as he walks in to the kitchen, observing sonja's current activity.

[onearmeddruid]

Sonja looks over to him and tilts her head

[SimonGhostRiley]

Umm. did i do something wrong? He asks, Before adding: If so, i'm sorry.

[onearmeddruid]

"Nothing" she blinks innocently curious as to what he wanted

[SimonGhostRiley]

Oh i see. He says before saying: I’ll be off then.

[onearmeddruid]

"want a cupcake?" she asks innocently

[SimonGhostRiley]

No thanks. he replies, before turning and walking out the door

Edited August 20, 2023 by alexFrostyramirez

[Minorikawa]

"Knob Creek, three fingers, a splash of water," Marcus leisurely ordered from the female bartender, one of many on staff. Clad in a red t-shirt and jeans, a leather jacket wrapped about his strong arms and concealing his holster firearm, his eyes watched as the bubbly little employee executed the simple order with the expected finesse. He placed a twenty on the counter, winking and nodding. "Thanks, sweety," he said, raising the glass and taking a sip, though his eyes were primarily on her breasts. They jiggled with every slight motion, no doubt intended to draw as much attention as possible to encourage the largest of tippers.

He wasn't about to stick around and flirt, though. Not with the bartender, at least. Everyone hit on the bartenders. If you wanted a chance to score with one you either had to be top tier handsome with the charisma to match, or you needed to play the long game. Though Marcus was certainly on the photogenic side, he certainly wasn't quite good looking or charming enough to nab the bartender on the first night. He wasn't sure he was up for the long game yet, either. Even if he was coming back, he didn't know if he'd come back with fun in mind.

Stepping away from the bar, he allowed his eyes to roam the dimly lit environment. The owner certainly favored dark, soothing colors. It was very much a kind of lounge, exclusive in style, not a club intended for rowdy College students or high school kids with fake IDs to come overdrink, dance until they were sick, and then dispose of their booze in the back alley. This was a location intended for adults, or those of a more... quiet nature. Introverted or conversational, it was designed to tickle the mind... though, given some of the activities occurring in the darker corners, it wasn't just the mind being tickled.

For now, though, Marcus was intending to watch. Observe. Maybe strike up a conversation with a regular, or perhaps get to know another fresh face to the establishment. How did your average patron come to discover this place, after all? Finding an empty, semi-circular booth capable of seating maybe four or five, he slid himself between the table and purple cushions, taking another sip of his drink, wrapped one arm around the back of his seat – always careful not to reveal his holster as he did so – and began to watch and observe. His expression was a mask, an amused smile and eyes darting about as if in wonder, almost as if he was deciding what he should do first. Or who he should do first. Though... well, that was always lingering somewhere in his mind. He couldn't lie about that.

Edited September 27, 2023 by Minorikawa

[Warning]

(No image for character as of this post) A maid with foxy ears and tail roamed around the bar, holding a platter for glasses or even food, happily going around to serve customers and see if they needed anything. The place was usually tranquil, if tranquil meant bustling with activity from patrons chattering and drinking, having a good time. It was the usual mood for the bar and she was enjoying working there. Going from tables to tables and between the people to hand them some drinks that they had ordered, she finally made her way to where Marcus was. The blonde kitsune smiled, holding her platter down in front of herself now that it was empty. "I hope that you are enjoying yourself, sir. If you need anything, please make sure to let me know. My name is Rouna. If anything displeases you, I will be happy take make it more comfortable for you.", she told him respectfully. Her green eyes emanated a certain seriousness but not an unkind one.

Edited September 29, 2023 by Goddess Aurora

[Minorikawa]

It took all of his concentration to retain the look of leisurely amusement and enjoyment on his face. He'd seen cat ears and cat tail costumes, of course. You can't be on the internet or in the whore houses and not find them. Hell, he was aware that a good chunk of those animal tails were actually butt plugs, fetish gear that could even mechanically move around.

These weren't mechanical, though. He noted the way the fox ears twitched slightly, be it with mood or matching her speech. He had already seen the way that tail swished about as she had went from customer to customer. If those were electronic, they were advanced beyond the consumer market, and the odds of a night club equipping its waitresses with something so expensive were slim. This didn't rule out the possibility they were her own private items, but the odds of that were even more slim. No matter how good the tips were, no waitress in the city would have the disposable cash to purchase something better than the whores or online pornographers.

Keeping that smile on his face, he nodded and raised his glass in a salute. "Why thank you, sweet thing," he said before taking a sip. "I must confess, a place as nice as this, I'm surprised it took me so long to find out about it. How long has this club been here for?" He tried to be careful with his phrasing. Did people stumble in here? Were they told? Was it an open secret? Assuming any of these could get one in hot water if it was a shady location. However, "found out"... that's a bit more ambiguous. You can find something out without being told about it. Hopefully he was wearing his poker face as expertly as usual so as not to arouse suspicion into his words. Hell, it was probably a question she received often as an attempted pick-up line.

All the better. Let her be on guard assuming he was just another horndog, as opposed to being suspicious of the establishment itself.

[onearmeddruid]

sonja hums as she pulls cupcakes out of the oven

[Warning]

Rouna's ears seemed to twitch at times, more so obviously if some sounds happened nearby, synced almost perfectly. Her tail meanwhile waved and moved from left to right behind herself, looking natural and without any unnatural behavior. At the very least, it didn't look like it had any mechanical movements in its flow. Even the fur on it looked as natural as it could be, whether it proved that it was genuine or not. It was difficult to tell where it connected with her maid dress, especially with her back turned away but it definitely looked connected to her tailbone in her back, at any rates. When Rouna heard the response to her question, her smile became wider. She then had been asked when the club actually opened and this made her look pensive for a couple of seconds. "Not very long ago actually, sir. We are barely out of celebrating our grand opening. It is all thanks to Miss Adonia that this club has opened as well.", Rouna explained happily.

[Minorikawa]

This waitress, Rouna, seemed to like being called "sweet thing". It wasn't just written on her face, it was visible in her ears and tail, just like an excited puppy hearing their favorite squeaky toy. He was absolutely certain now that this was an actual hybrid woman of some sort, those ears and the tail a genuine part of her body. What that meant, he had no idea. He'd watched enough movies that you expect a mysterious new nightclub with a supernatural element to be occupied by vampires filled with sinister double-meaning in each word. Here? Well, so far, the most unusual aspect of the bar was the slightly more carefree angle to it, given the beds so openly on display (some of which looked well occupied and used). This... hybrid girl, she was not at all what he expected.

Perhaps he'd watched too many vampire movies...

"Adonia, huh?" he said softly, nodding, swirling the whiskey in his glass. "You seem very happy with your employer. I trust she treats you well, then?" He brought the glass to his lips, taking another sip. He would refrain from asking too many questions about the owner. That always raises suspicions. So, instead, he allowed his eyes to roam over Rouna's figure as he spoke, making it seem like he was just breaking the ice while he checked her out. Which... admittedly, he was checking her out, but... okay, yeah, he was checking her out, regardless of his desire for information.

[Warning]

Rouna nodded when this man spoke the name of the club's owner but then she was asked about her while commenting on how she looked to be in this job. Smiling still, she gave another enthusiastic nod. "Yes, sir... Miss Adonia has kindly taken us to be of service in her club. My loyalty is entirely devoted to her and this establishment, for the sake of our patrons' happiness but also their safety.", she explained, saying the last part with a bit of seriousness in her voice. Her expression had changed to a slightly serious one but after a moment, she bowed lightly and softened her expression to offer another smile. "You will be safe under my- I mean, under our watch, sir. Though, I do not believe there is any reason for concerns...", she told him, her ears had moved down temporarily but sprang back up as she spoke her last sentence. Even her tail had paused for a moment at the same time but resumed at the same time as her ears had moved back up.

As for what he could check out about her, she did not seem to show much of herself besides of her long blonde hair reaching down to her tailbase or so. A maid headdress was set on her head in front of her two fox ears to accent the long black maid dress that she wore, covered by a long frilled apron-like piece that seemed to be part of the dress, up to her breasts which only showed some skin at the top under a fishnet like piece. Over this was a red ribbon bow tied to her neck, similar to small bows that decorated her black sleeves which covered everything all the way to wrists before ending in some short frills. A large white ribbon bow behind her butt seemed to tie her dress together, possibly around her tail base as well and ending in frills. Lastly, she wore black and white footwears that covered all the way up to her shins, also decorated with some red bows as well. Her dress seemed to end right under the bows, making her skin well hidden altogether.

Edited October 2, 2023 by Goddess Aurora

[Minorikawa]

Marcus' fingers lifted towards his chin, scratching lightly as he continued to listen to Rouna, the club maid. Though her attire was not designed for sexual appeal, there was some lizard brain response in any healthy man's mind to a woman dressed like a maid. Probably something about a woman at your service. Still, he didn't dwell too long on that thought, instead curious regarding her emphasis on safety and, particularly, that little stumble of words. She definitely intended to say her watch, not just "our watch".

"I'm glad to be in good hands, then," is all he said with a smile. He looked around once more, deciding he had as good a tour guide as any other. Slipping out of his booth, he looked up to Rouna inquisitively. "Do you mind showing me around? I'm new here, after all, and I'd like to get a good lay of the land, a feel for what this place is about." He stood up from his seat and took another sip of his whiskey, about halfway through the supply. He could feel it tingling at the fringes of his mind, his thoughts themselves feeling somewhat lighter. His focus was still on this establishment, however, and seeing what sort of location it was.

Plus, following this maid would give him a bit of a better opportunity to study that tail of hers. Just what kind of safety was being promised, and was she the strangest you'd find here or just scratching the surface?

[Warning]

Rouna nodded lightly to the first thing he had said, being confident of her abilities to do her tasks. She watched him but stepped back once when he stood up, first to leave him space but also to keep a short distance between each others. At the request, the fox girl seemed to think about if she could allow herself to leave for a bit but then shook her head. "I do not mind. The club has a lot of entertainment to please its customers who seek to relax by different means. Please follow me.", she said, giving a small curtsy before turning around and heading elsewhere, figuring he already had seen enough of the bar itself. The club had much more to offer and Rouna knew a few other employees who could help in this visit.

As she had turned around, her back was more visible now and the large ribbon could also examined as well, effectively turning around the base of her tail which was unfortunately hidden and hard to decipher how her maid dress worked around it. Surely, a simple hole tailored for her allowed the tail through without much complications otherwise. Her blonde hair moved down to her waist, reaching to her tail as well. As she was leading him, Rouna left the bar side of the club to head toward another area that was marked clearly as the Midnight Lounge. This place was quieter than the bar but that was because it had less free chatter and more focused on relaxing and other fun, confirmed by the music being softer, too.

The place seemed to be currently maintained by another maid... with fox ears and tail as well. This one was dressed less modestly, with a frilly skirt that went no lower than her hips and only wore fishnet thighhighs as footwears, no shoes. Her costumes fitted the kind of place and soft carpeted floor that could be found there. This one fox girl had a softer expression, more easy going and seemed to have more fun at doing what she was doing. The place itself had beds inside where customers could lay down, alone or with someone else, for fun romantic times or simply to have a good time. A certain level of appropriateness was required in the public lounge but only sex really was prohibited there. "Here is the lounge. She is Arish."

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Edited October 5, 2023 by Goddess Aurora

[Haerm]

With an uncertain step, and an attentive look at his surroundings, a boy with long, dark crimson hair tied in an elegant ponytail, takes his first steps inside the club. He has a black leather backpack resting on his shoulder, where a small red crystal in the shape of a rose dangles. His clothing, a simple white shirt slightly unbuttoned, dark blue jeans and black shoes, suggest a toned and trained physique. his eyes, green as leaves, carefully search the space for someone... but who… he doesn't know yet.

[onearmeddruid]

Sonja happily comes out from the kitchen " i made cupcakes"

[Haerm]

The boy, blushing in his face, looks at the woman who has just come out of the kitchen. The smell of cupcakes gives him a slight appetite. Unsure about who the woman is, the boy makes a shy nod with his hand, to attract her attention. “Hi... I'm the new bartender. My name is Haerm, are you the boss?"

[onearmeddruid]

"new bartender?" she tilts her head " we have one da?" she blinks innocently at him " baker" she said with a big smile

[Haerm]

His face blushes when the woman smiles with a blink. “Are you a baker chef?” He asked looking at the tray with the cupcakes. He watched her carefully, she had a beautiful face, a proud posture, and that foreign accent, like him but different.

 

He politely hands the woman his hand, and in a firm and confident tone said, “Haerm, nice to meet you!”

Edited October 14, 2023 by Haerm

[onearmeddruid]

Sonja looks at his hand curiously before taking it " sonja" she say