Opening Night, Hhawa Kouiehh ; Club Vicious

[Zenva Vrotoa]

Floor Plan​

Spoiler

Floor 1: Ground Level

Main Lounge (None Business Hours Lighting)

VIP Booth (Business Lighting)
The first floor is dominated by a full service restaurant and lounge. A multitude of VIP booths line the walls. Club music is audible though not as loud as the second floor.
Floor 2: Club Level

Main Dance Floor (Business Lighting)

Main Bar (Business Lighting)
The second floor features a massive dance floor and an extensive bar room.
Sub-Floor 1: Club Members Lounge

Wait Staff offering Silver Domino Masks.
The Sub-Floors are underground. Access is restricted to Club Members only. The Members Lounge features a dance floor, dining area and smoking lounge. Full service wait staff provides food, drink and narcotics to Members. Membership must be arranged OOC or via Invite.
Sub-Floor 2: The Dungeon

Private Lounge
The Dungeon is restricted to Platinum Club Members only. Private lounges cater to the darkest and most depraved citizens of the galaxy. There is no such thing as "illegal" or "taboo" in the Dungeon. Platinum Membership must be arranged OOC or via Invite.​

Information:
Membership Fee- 1,000 credit annual dues. Pre-established line of credit valued at 10,000 credits good for any food, drinks or narcotics you might partake of.

Platinum Membership- 10,000 credit annual dues. Pre-established line of credit valued at 1,000,000 credits good for food, drinks, narcotics and "cleaning costs" you might incure.

It had finally arrived, the grand opening of Hhawa Kouiehh or Club Vicious for those who did not speak Huttese. Zenva Vrotoa, the Crimson Lady, glided through the member's lounge in a sparkling silver dress and a unique domino mask, shaking hands, smiling and laughing with criminal kingpins, politicians and other grandiose eccentrics veiled behind the silver masks given to those that had arranged membership to the high end nightclub. The doors hadn't been open for more than twenty minutes and already the member's lounge was growing crowded. She smiled, pulling her hand free from another congratulations, and made her way to the turbo lift.

The ground floor was a hive of activity. People thronged the entrance as security checked each one for weapons. Anyone who refused to turn over their piece was sent back to the streets of Antecedent, the rest paid their cover charge and made their way inside. Zenva's smile broadened as she made her way toward the main lounge. She was stopped now and then by another congratulations, shaking hands and smiling graciously but never did she linger. No, these few were of little importance to her. She continued onward toward the entrance searching for some of her more valued clients, some of her elite platinum clients.

Spoiler

Platinum Member Guests: [member="Miss Blonde"] [member="Raka the Hutt"] [member="Jarven Zexxel"] [member="Alicia Drey"] [member="James Justice"]
Membership Guests: Any Member of The Black Tie Syndicate
[member="Anton Nadramie"]
Walk-in Guests: [member="Cadoc Raal"]
Featured Dancers: [member="Mystique "]

OOC note: This thread is open to the public. Walk-in guests have access to the ground floor and second floor. PM for membership or platinum membership accounts. The Dungeon is restricted to Platinum Members only.
OOC note 2: Crimson Lady Entertainment, owner of Club Vicious, is hiring Featured Dancers. PM for employment opportunities.

 

[Anton Nadramie]

A simple note from father was all that had lead Anton to this place. Blood Matron was a rather terrifying title for a night club owner, but he said in his letter that she was one to be on good terms with. She'd been a target of his father's before Anton's mother spirited him away, that was a little too much information and in fact might implore a negative reaction from her. Though he showed up to Club Vicious, if he didn't already know he'd guess that with a name like that a Zeltron would be running it. That'd be bad news, red skin was a big plus in this now millionaire's book of fancies. As he made his way to the front he began to wonder what kind of music they'd have. The only good drinking spot on Biitu was a formal Cantina that served him out of fear, though he interpreted as respect. Looking over the large building he chuckled and said aloud holding his cane up in pride,

"How exciting."

[member="Zenva Vrotoa"]

 

[Anton Nadramie]

Walking towards the doors he smiled happily to the bouncers and handed over his cane before letting them pat him down briefly. Upon inspection the cane was taken for being a lightsaber for the more noble man. Smiling and flashing the invitation deeming his membership he made his way inside to the first floor filled with the more common folk. Seeing the elevators labled very neatly he checked his card before heading downstairs. Once there, another set of bouncers waited where he showed the card again, and then he was met with the real Club Vicious. Multiple women approached him with trays of domino masks, very interesting little things. Stunned for a moment by the attention one handed him it to which he put on.

"How very, lustrous." He said aloud to which he more so focused on the Lust section of his statement. An owner providing masks, that would allow her to blend in with the crowd and party like the heathens all would. It was really a great idea, charming yourself a normal person so you can dance, love, and be as carefree as possible. Since Anton only knew the name of the woman he may not even have to opportunity to meet her tonight. The mask was fitting but comfy and still provided perfect vision. There were a handful of people dancing, some in the smoking lounge, and others at the bar. It wasn't full, but it was good. Smiling he made his way to the smoking lounge hoping to socialize before his love of sex and passion would lead him to the dancefloor. Hailing a server girl he took a pipe and filled it before sitting down in the smoking lounge. The mysterious and lovely from legend [member="Zenva Vrotoa"] would be here, the only question being where.

 

[Gisil]

“Excuse me, the blaster please.” The bouncer at the check-in desk held out his hand. Not having eyes made it hard for Gisil to conceal weapons, particularly in her inner thigh under her dress. Also, being blind and a socially clueless sort did not help her in picking the least conspicuously leggy dress either. She unlatched the holster girdle around her upper thigh and handed it and the hold out blaster over.
“Thank you. And also the, uh…” He pointed to the top of his head, noting the visor helmet she was still wearing. “You'll need to wear one of the masks we provide you inside, madam. This is one of those clubs.”
She let out a heavy sigh and reached in the back of her helmet. With a couple clicks it unlocked and she lifted it up; her brown hair flowed from it… and the void of darkness in her eye sockets ate away at any light that touched it.
The bouncer made a grave mistake. His eyes locked onto the infinite emptiness in her face. Time stretched before him. Knowledge and sensations beyond his understanding filled his mind. He let out a gurgle from deep within his throat: “Y-you may proceed, madam.”
“Thank you.” Confused, she gave a little smile, bowed her head, and entered the club's glowing main floor. Too bad she could not see its fluorescent beauty.

The music of Club Vicious matched the bouncing energy of everyone; she could feel it through the force. Gisil was greeted by a waitress holding a tray of masks, who then winced at Gisil once she looked at her face. She then realized why the security guard acted the way he did… it was her “scarring” on her sockets. She covered the abyss of her eye sockets with a hand.
“I'm sorry,” she said. “I'll cover them up.” She grabbed a mask from the tray and carelessly tore a strip from the bottom of her dress, wrapped it around her head like a blindfold, and placed on the mask. The waitress did not seem as uneasy anymore. Gisil apologized again and thanked the waitress for the mask, then continued to the bar. She knew whoever she was looking for would be more interested in downing liquor than moving to the beats.