Devil's Nest [Friday night, after sunset]

[texted3times]

Eric Northman didn't get nervous over club openings--he saved his nerves for important things like potentially meeting the sun, getting staked or talking with Nan Flanagan--but he was a tad...apprehensive. It would be embarrassing to throw a party and not have anyone show up.

Tiny, the enormous bouncer, was at the door waiting to check IDs, the newly hired DJ was in the booth, the lights were dimmed, the bar was staffed, the overpriced appetizers were being prepped...it was time to get started.

Eric slouched into his leather booth in the VIP section, put a vaguely bored expression on his face and waved his hand at Tiny to open the doors.

Welcome to the Devil's Nest!

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The Bar!

[texted3times]

The bartender will be checking for X's written onto the under-21 crowd by Tiny. There is a variety of specialty sodas on special tonight, as well as vodka shots for those who could drink like grown-ups.

Re: The Bar!

[chosehumanity]

"I'll have a beer," Mitchell announced broodily as he slid into a seat. He needed about twenty beers, if not more.

And see, when he'd first arrived on the island, he'd have avoided a place that reeked like vampire like the plague. But after the past year-- and especially the past week-- well, who the fuck was he kidding, really?

Re: The Bar!

[texted3times]

On opening night, Eric wasn't going to spend his entire time lurking in his booth. He wanted to get to know his patrons and assess which ones would be potential problems.

And yes, meet some of the other vampires. "I'd recommend something from Germany or Belgium," he said, his voice lightly accented, "unless you're really set on a Guinness?"

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[solo_sword]

Clubs weren't really Jaina's thing, but she was curious as to how this place turned out. Plus there was eye candy. Shut up. So, dressed in something she'd deemed appropriately clubby (by asking herself "What would Rose wear?" and then aging that up about ten years) with her lightsaber safely in her purse, she went to the bar for a drink. Even though she knew full well she probably wouldn't even get through half of it.

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[texted3times]

"Fancy seeing you here," Eric said, feigning surprise as he ambled up.

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[icecoldfrost]

Emma took a break from dancing long enough to cast a longing glance at the vodka shots, but ordered the Pacific Raspberry Lemon Fizzy Lizzy instead. It really wouldn't do it get fired before she even really started.

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[texted3times]

"Miss Frost," Eric said, smiling down at her. "Enjoying your drink?"

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[pastmewrong.livejournal.com]

New nightlife? Oh, you can bet Effy was in on that. Even without Emma's invitation she'd probably have found her way down.

That nice big 'X' put her usual drinking pattern on hold, which was sad, but she wasn't letting it put much of a dent in her mood. Later she'd find her own sources, and for now she'd get by on a bizarrely named green soda.

Re: The Bar!

[texted3times]

"Enjoying yourself?" Eric asked, leaning against the bar.

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[icecoldfrost]

"Do I get to buy you a drink?" Emma asked, stealing the spot next to Effy. "By which I mean non-alcoholic, as I doubt my new boss would approve of me slipping you a shot under the counter."

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[vanillajello]

The big ugly X was kind of a bummer, but Kate didn't mind much. She figured drinking was mostly for hydration tonight, and a nice green apple soda did that just as well as anything else.

And sitting at the bar for a while was a good opportunity to people-watch.

Re: The Bar!

[texted3times]

People were watching back. Well, at least one person was. "Having fun?" Eric asked.

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[longislandiceme]

Dancing... Wasn't usually Bobby's thing, but hey, it was Emma asking, and after last nights still in SP talk with Sookie, he needed something that would just take his mind off... Stuff. So. Dancing. Or more accurately, sitting and sipping at a coke while working up the nerve to dance.

Re: The Bar!

[texted3times]

"Mr. Drake," Eric drawled, walking up.

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[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

Quinn actually wasn't in a huge nightclub mood tonight -- nothing major, just vague under-the-weatherness and a melancholy hangover from the fake crying in class -- but she'd make an effort to support Emma and be seen. She ordered a green apple soda and sipped at it slowly, contemplating if she was up to dancing.

[OOC: She and Juliet are here. I, on the other hand, am having a real life tonight, but SP is a wonderful thing if you're feeling patient?]

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[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

Peter had been invited out, and by golly he'd not turn down a chance to dance with Emma Frost.

That, plus it beat an evening of going over stats for his Online Fantasy Baseball league that he'd joined as a joke.

He arrived, didn't even try to use his fake ID, and took the X on his hand with dignity and pride.

When he got to the bar, he ordered a Boylan cola and looked about for the lovely lady who had invited him.

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[bigdamnprincipal]

It wasn't that often that new places opened in town, so with Grace safe with a babysitter, Zoe headed to the Devil's Nest to see what it was all about. Getting carded pleased her for multiple reasons, from the safety of the students to pure vanity, so she was already smiling as she sat down and ordered a beer.

The Dance Floor!

[texted3times]

The DJ was playing a variety of hits from the last few decades, heavy on the Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, and, strangely, Journey.

Grab a table, try some food and dance the night away.

Re: The Dance Floor!

[icecoldfrost]

Emma had found a dress in New York last month, and had bought it on impulse with no idea when she'd ever wear it.

But tonight she was going to spend most of her time on the dance floor, enjoying the music and the way she sparkled.

Re: The Dance Floor!

[vanillajello]

So, Kate had been meaning to skip town and head back to Kansas tonight, but plans changed. Sometimes all it took was a text message from a friend.

Her red dress was an old one, but it was forever since she'd worn it last, and she just so did not care. Dancing and enjoying herself were a priority.

Re: The Dance Floor!

[twintuitionist.livejournal.com]

It was a new bar! Juliet had been ignoring sorority meetings a bit, but like she was going to miss out on the one thing that sounded vaguely VIP to come up lately. She got a fizzy fruit drink and swirled onto the floor, keeping in motion as she discreetly watched for anyone worth talking to.

VIP Section!

[texted3times]

Try to catch Eric's attention. He looks quite bored with all of you.

Re: VIP Section!

[old-and-busted.livejournal.com]

The man in the black suit took his time entering the nightclub and then heading toward the VIP section. Possibly to give the wrong impression.

It tended to make things easier.

"Eric Northman?" He asked when he finally reached his target.

OOC

[texted3times]

There! Have some shirtless Eric.

Re: OOC

[longislandiceme]

Forgot to ooc note my ping, but epic SP from me since I am at work on tiny phone internets. I was just too bored to wait.