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Dusk was falling in, shrouding the downtown buildings in twilight as little pinpricks of light started to beam from the street lamps creating little spotlight circles. As Louis pulled up to the front of the club, Alison gazed at the exterior of the club that she might become the co-owner of. It was in the industrial district so long rows of metal pull down doors that looked like garage doors lined the street. She could hear faint techno beats drifting up out of the club. It gave off a very New Age/Punk Vibe and the signpost out front was an arrow with white lights around the edge and it read "The Rabbit Hole" aimed at the open metal 'garage frame' that had stairs heading down and flashing lights echoing out to the street. Louis and Alison got out of his car and he handed his keys to the eager valet waiting by the entrance. The valet grinned and got into the beauty and drove it happily to the underground parking lot.
With perfect timing Dino came walking up to them and they both bowed slightly to Alison as she wrapped her arms around each of theirs and they escorted her up to the bouncer. Though she had never seen nor met this man before, she felt some sort of familiarity stir within her. He had a very strong aura that no doubt deterred much troublemaking around him. Wearing an all black suit with a high mandarin collar, he looked very sleek and professional and she kind of ogled his midnight black skin and piercing deep brown eyes. His head was bald and smooth and although you could tell not to mess with him, he had a relaxed stance and pleasant look on his face. He broke into a million watt smile as he noticed her perusal of him. He winked and said "Welcome to The Rabbit Hole Miss Therian. My name is Namiri and Lady Dara has been expecting you!" His deep velvety voice was inviting as he gestured for them to follow him. He led them through the opening and down the stairs as the music and beat began to get louder and the flashing lights getting brighter. Off to the side was a coat room where he showed them in. They could hang up their coats and put their other 'accessories' to their costumes on in the semi secluded room. He left them there and headed back out to the entrance.
Since all Alison had to do was take off her coat as she already had her whole outfit on, she was able to take a glance at her 'escorts' and see what costumes they decided to wear. To her right, Dino with his shoulder length wavy auburn hair looked chic in his cheeky yet stylish black and red checkered suit with skinny slacks and a red bow tie. His eyes were a bit of joke between them, because he loved to wear contacts all the time, you were never sure what color they would be next. Tonight they were a deep gold with a cat eye pupil and deep ruby embers of specks through out. They twinkled as he glanced over at her while he clipped a black and red striped fluffy cat tail to his belt, straightening his suit jacket over it. Then he placed a cat mask with pointed ears over his face. It matched his tail. He sauntered over to her and offered to take her coat off, and she consented as he slipped it off her shoulders and arms, then placed it on a coat hanger and hung it up for her. Looking cheekily at him, she reached into her coat pocket and grabbed her ID and Debit Card and having no other place to put them, slid them into her bra. As Dino widened his eyes at her, she shrugged her shoulders, what can a girl do? The world shorted woman on pockets.
Just then they heard a slight cough at the door and they looked over to see a young lady waiting for them. Alison supposed she was here to take them to the club owner. She just had on a simple black blouse and pencil skirt with red heels for a bit of drama. Her dark hair was slicked back into a simple pony tail and she held a generic black and red 'Mardi Gras' mask up to her face. I guess even staff were being included in the costumes. Dino and Alison glanced over at Louis but he said he wasn't ready yet. "I'll catch up with you guys." Alison frowned a little but then shrugged and let Dino link arms with her as they followed the red heeled lady out of the room and further down the hall.
There was dark wood paneling on the walls and a super luxe and cushy velvet carpet under their feet. With old fashioned looking 'oil lamps' mounted periodically along the wall of the hallway, there was a soft glow illuminating the way. Alison tightened her grip a little on Dino's arm out of nerves and he glanced at her sideways with a little smirk. On and on down the long hallway they followed the lady until finally reaching a huge round and ornate wooden door, where you could clearly hear and feel the music coming from. But instead of taking us through the main door, she knocked on a slightly smaller but similar door to their left. When they heard a sultry but firm voice say "Enter!" the young lady opened the door and gestured for them to go in.
The inside of this club was turning out to be a bit more luxe than the outside's industrial exterior let on and the room they just entered was no exception. It was a lavish office with comfy dark leather sofas and chairs centered around a lit fire place, a bit of a dark cinnamon scent and haze permeated the room as a large dark wooden and ornate desk dominated one side of the room with a huge glass wall behind it looking down at the club's main dance floor. A little in the shadows stood a tall slender woman dressed in a long sleeved black leather one piece jumper. Little was left to the imagination as the skin tight outfit accentuated her every curve. Her eyes glittered like black obsidians, she had black short spikey hair and she had the fullest ruby red lips with were quirked up in a smirk.
"Well Miss Therian! Welcome to my club The Rabbit Hole. What do you think of the club so far?" she gestured over to the huge wall of glass. Alison walked over to it and looked down at the pulsing lights and could faintly hear the intense techno music making the crowd of costumed patrons move and dance almost in sync, losing themselves in the music. The DJ booth looked like it was across the room at the same level as this office and he as well had his own area overlooking the dance floor. It was hard to tell what he looked like as he was partly in the shadows and the flashing lights were a bit distracting. She thought she could faintly make out a top hat on his head. The dance floor was wooden but had a checker block pattern and the walls and balconies echoed the same industrial feel as the exterior of the club. Black and Red seemed to be a prevailing color tone everywhere and everything had a sleek trendy feel. All the staff wore black outfits with hints of red here and there.
"I'm overwhelmed and impressed Ms. Dara! It is so astonishing and yet trendy." Alison gushed, then added "And you may call me Allie." She reached over her hand to shake Ms. Dara's.
"And they all call me Lady Dara here, you may do the same." Lady Dara reached over her slender, finely manicured hand to shake Allie's, her pointy black polished nails digging slightly into Allie's hand. Allie winced a little at the nails and the grip but didn't show the tiny shudder that ran through her body at Lady Dara's touch. Allie felt she was a bit intense but that wasn't that surprising considering how reclusive Lady Dara was presumed to be.
Allie looked back at Dino and was a bit shocked to see that he was a bit stiff backed and was trying to hide his distaste at something. Lady Dara glanced at him and raised her eyes, and he stiffly introduced himself. "Hello Lady Dara, I'm Dino, Allie's good friend. Thank You for allowing Louis and I to accompany Allie here tonight. It's an awesome place." She nodded her head gracefully and then led them over to the seating area by the fire. Allie looked around and wondered what was taking Louis so long to show up.