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Post by Malachy on Jan 14, 2009 18:02:30 GMT -5
High back wordless beats sounded loudly form the speakers surrounding the Black Rose night club. There where no windows and the walls where painted with red black, and violet designs. The place was like a professional basketball court. only its ceiling was rather low. In one corner corner was the door that led to steps going up to the streets of London. Across from the door was floor of round wooden tables with four chairs at each, that took up about half the building and a bar on the wall opposite the door, where a bartender passed out drinks to paying customers and made conversion. The other half of the club was a dance floor. Next to the bar was another door that led to rooms people could rent out to stay if they didn't want to brave the streets after a night of drinking. the place use to be a pub and there had been a competing bar eventually the two places combines and they tore down the wall separation them and that's why the place was so big.
Over at the bar sitting on one of the stools was a man who's skin and hair where as white as the moon and his eyes red like the crimson fluid running through human veins. He to day he was wearing a whit t-shirt, and black jeans under a black duster, and some old looking black tennis shoes. He hadn't ordered anything he was just sitting there, bored with eternal life and watching people dance around to the music. Malachy was a demon a bored demon waiting for something to happen. and he had a feeling something would.
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