Evelynn Ostium
Crime Boss, Viper
Location: The Ruby Nexu
Places of interest: The Bar (ground floor), VIP rooms for private meetings and conversations, Performance Stage to watch staff preform various dances and entertainment displays and The Auction Room (staff only, unless event in active)
Building Music (epilepsy warning on video, Rave Lights all video)
Time: Evening, around 8:15pm at night
It was a late night when the doors to the Ruby Nexu opened to a pair of armed guards, both wearing a form of armor across their torsos, escorting a woman. The two of them were each holding a shotgun, with a slugthrower pistol on their sides. Each wearing an emblem of a purple snake's skull with its fangs bared, dripping violet venom. It was a common emblem found on the many Thugs and guards of the Ruby Nexu. It was sort of a badge of loyalty to what was known as the local Crime Boss, known only as, The Viper. Most of her identity was hidden, with some physical appearances being marked down to dealings or arriving at businesses she owned. The two made sure to maneuver past the larger crowds, to reach the bar at the back of the large open floor from the entrance. Both of them glared at anyone who stared for too long, eyeing even those on the second floor balcony with the eight VIP rooms.
When they reached the bar, they parted, allowing a woman to sit down on tall stool. Her outfit consisted of a very businesswoman like black coat, reaching a fair bit down her thighs, with a black leather belt around her waist. A silver metal loop hung from her side, with a chain going from the loop to a pocket. Her boots were formal, yet reached to her knees. Every item of clothing except was adorned her fingers and glasses was black and made of some kind of leather like material. Each finger was decorated in some kind of silver metal fame with a slight purple tint towards the sharp tips reaching just past her nails, which were already long. Her glasses had very thin frames, with purple tinted lenses in each slot. Behind those thin glasses, two yellow, slit pupils gazed almost lazily around before tapping the counter, making very minute sparks on each tap. The bartender, an older and more rugged human, took one look at her before nodding and pouring a double shot of Raava, imported from Socorro. The double shot was placed before her with a speed usually reserved for VIPs or extremely influential people.
The guards, both female Devaronians, kept their positions just around two meters around her. The yellow eyes scanned the floor, her eyes catching the large stage in the corner with a pair of dancers on stage. Luckily it had enough tables and chairs to fit 60 people sitting, and still an additional 40 if they stood. The floor behind her, between her and the entrance was large, a mixture of foyer and dance floor. It was a usual place for dancers of the customer variety. Music rang throughout the building's open interior. It was already fairly busy in the building, with two VIP rooms booked and most seats taken in both the stage and various seating around the edges of the ground floor. A couple locals even leaned against the barrier of the second floor.
Evelynn gave her satisfied smile, a rare sight, as she took a deep sip from her drink. It was strong, yet pleasant to her. It was her regular drink after all.
Places of interest: The Bar (ground floor), VIP rooms for private meetings and conversations, Performance Stage to watch staff preform various dances and entertainment displays and The Auction Room (staff only, unless event in active)
Building Music (epilepsy warning on video, Rave Lights all video)
Time: Evening, around 8:15pm at night
When they reached the bar, they parted, allowing a woman to sit down on tall stool. Her outfit consisted of a very businesswoman like black coat, reaching a fair bit down her thighs, with a black leather belt around her waist. A silver metal loop hung from her side, with a chain going from the loop to a pocket. Her boots were formal, yet reached to her knees. Every item of clothing except was adorned her fingers and glasses was black and made of some kind of leather like material. Each finger was decorated in some kind of silver metal fame with a slight purple tint towards the sharp tips reaching just past her nails, which were already long. Her glasses had very thin frames, with purple tinted lenses in each slot. Behind those thin glasses, two yellow, slit pupils gazed almost lazily around before tapping the counter, making very minute sparks on each tap. The bartender, an older and more rugged human, took one look at her before nodding and pouring a double shot of Raava, imported from Socorro. The double shot was placed before her with a speed usually reserved for VIPs or extremely influential people.
The guards, both female Devaronians, kept their positions just around two meters around her. The yellow eyes scanned the floor, her eyes catching the large stage in the corner with a pair of dancers on stage. Luckily it had enough tables and chairs to fit 60 people sitting, and still an additional 40 if they stood. The floor behind her, between her and the entrance was large, a mixture of foyer and dance floor. It was a usual place for dancers of the customer variety. Music rang throughout the building's open interior. It was already fairly busy in the building, with two VIP rooms booked and most seats taken in both the stage and various seating around the edges of the ground floor. A couple locals even leaned against the barrier of the second floor.
Evelynn gave her satisfied smile, a rare sight, as she took a deep sip from her drink. It was strong, yet pleasant to her. It was her regular drink after all.
