I'll just live on in the Dark

[motherflocker.livejournal.com]

WHO: Anyone heading to the Iceberg Lounge
WHERE: At a damn fine building downtown
WHEN: 12/12; Night
WARNINGS: Will be edited if necessary.
SUMMARY: Opening night!
FORMAT: Whatever you want! Tag yo'selves in!



Walking into the bar is like walking into a wide open room, but the dimmed lights never seem to be bright enough to catch every detail in one swoop. To the far right wall is the bar, and a long bar it is, with bartenders lining it spaced by about five feet or so in between. Nobody actually sits at the bar, of course. The bartenders are there to make drinks for the servers. While both the bartenders and server girls wear tuxedos, the women's are made for the intent to actually catch the eye, of course. Fishnets replace slacks, dressshirts cut much lower than necessary, and tophats on each woman's head. They grin, and flirt, and make their way, but the moment a hand drifts too far, there's the legion of bouncers who line the walls, watching for any infraction. The Penguin is, after all a chauvenist, but he is no pig.

The middle of the wide area is devoted to tables, an endless sea of white clothed tables, each one a unique and different ice sculpture in the center. Each one unique, lit from beneath with a light that lets an almost wet light radiate from each table.

And of course to the left is the stage, performers that never cease to move, or sing, or whatever is up for the next part of the night. Breaks between each are sparse, quick, and the music never becomes too loud. And the stage, it is lined with penguins. A bit of irony, perhaps, but Penguin wouldn't begrudge his prior career as a gotham rogue. Perhaps he even reveled in the reminder. Out there for everyone to see.

Regardless, there would be no grand plots or schemes tonight. Just a party.

Comments

[meowminx]

Mm. Not too often one of our own holds a party, I suppose.

[ She's also looking over the crowd. ]

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

What's he like, this chap? I don't know too much about him.

[meowminx]

Oswald? He's a businessman. And all that entails.

[ Leaning in to whisper. ]

On the slimy side, of course.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Ah.

As they so often are. Money can't always buy class.

[meowminx]

[ A light laugh. ]

But oh, how he tries.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Poor chap. I suppose all of this is trying to prove something.

[meowminx]

Good supposition. Still, he's helpful to know in our line of work.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Perhaps I'll speak to him at some point, when I'm feeling a little more like myself.

[meowminx]

Don't talk down to him if you want him to be of any use. Threatening doesn't help as much as you'd think.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Of course not. Businessmen such as he need to be respected. Held in the highest of esteem.

[meowminx]

[ She nudges him with her elbow. ]

Exactly.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

I'm perfectly capable of pandering to ones ego, my dear.

[meowminx]

I hope what I get isn't pandering.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Of course not, darling. It's so much more.

[meowminx]

[ Arm squeeze. ]

Always good to hear.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Are you here with anyone?

[meowminx]

[ Smiiiiiile. Mostly because she hasn't run into Bruce yet. ]

Why do you ask?

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Merely curiosity. I've noticed plenty of men with ladies on their arm tonight.

[meowminx]

[ She inclines her head the slightest bit in Roman's direction. He kind of sticks out of the crowd with the black skull for a head. ]

Not really safe for me to do.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

You can't keep worrying about it, darling. By that logic, you shouldn't be talking to me.

[meowminx]

[ A little bit lighter. ]

But I barely know you. Clearly.

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Well, I suppose our romance has been rather short.

[meowminx]

[ She looks more and more amused. ]

Romance, huh?

[doubleoohbaby.livejournal.com]

Is that not what this was?

[meowminx]

"I never know what to call these things." And she wasn't sure if he was joking or not.