Let's Party Like It's 1999- Bar Opening in the Nexus [OPEN POST]

[angelic_asshole]

It had been a time coming but finally Balthazar's bar "The Angel's Retreat" was open for business having been stocked up fully with drinks of all shapes, sizes and colours. Standing at the bar area is the owner, wings out and clutching a glass of Lucifer's finest angel booze. Scotch to be precise but at angel strength. The certain bottles of gut rot were locked up within a drinks cabinet behind the bar with only Balthazar being able to open it. The stuff was lethal to non-immortals and not wanting to poison potential customers, safety had to be upheld.

[ooc: Just pick which part of the club your character will visit and Balthazar will respond to both.]


The Bar Area:

(Pictures of the bar can be found here.)

Feel free to mingle here with one another and indulge in conversation and order your drinks here. Balthazar will be on hand to deliver whatever your heart's desire so chooses. Whether it be the strongest drink to the less lethal non-alcoholic varieties. Along with drinks there are also bowls of snacks positioned along the length of the bar including; crisps, potato chips (tortillas and the like), pickles, peanuts and other aperitifs.



The Nightclub and dance floor:

(Picture of the dance floor can be found here.)

If you are tired of ordering drinks or chatting then have no fear. If you walk into the backroom of the bar you will find a night club area, complete with a dance floor and DJ in the corner offering up a wide range of music. He also takes requests, so feel free to ask. That, or Balthazar will arrange something for your tastes. There is also a pole with a woman, or man, binding himself around it, offering up quite the show for any eager enthusiasts. It depends on what time of day you frequent the club. If it's evening then the pole dancer will be here showing of their moves. The dance floor is open all day.

Comments

No, Minoru. That’s not its intended use... okay. Fine. Whatever.

[itmeanstruth]

It was early enough in the evening that the pole in the back was currently unoccupied. Or perhaps the entertainer of choice was simply on break for a while. But as fun as sitting and having a drink with friends can be (and Minoru will definitely get a beer and do that later), there’s literally an unoccupied obstacle in the middle of the dance floor fit for climbing.

So, Minoru did what any traceur would do. He politely asked if he could give it a try.

He wasn’t dressed like a stripper - obviously. He was sporting his workout clothes - compression pants under some black shorts and a top to match - having planned on going freerunning after he hit up the opening. So naturally...

With a bit of a running start, he hopped up onto the platform and onto the pole, clasping it with one hand as he spun around it. No stranger to light posts, flagpoles and the like, Minoru half-climbed, half-scampered on up, doing a few basic tricks as he went. He wasn’t as flexible as a dancer, but he had the strength and body control to hold himself up in some impressive positions before sliding/tumbling back down.

Only to do it again!

[angelic_asshole]

Balthazar was busy making sure that his new night club was presentable, placing bowls of snacks in the back room also. As he walked into the back room where the dance floor and pole area were, his sight was immediately drawn to the sight of Minoru. The angel raised a brow and smirked, sipping his scotch and just admiring the young man's moves before breaking the silence.

"Nice moves. I suppose I should ask where you learned to move like that."

No doubt that he was very agile since the last time the angel had spoken with Minoru was at the Halloween party. That had been a laugh and a half too. Balthazar was glad that someone was already enjoying his new premises. Although, noticing the lack of glass or bottle meant that his patron was lacking a drink.

"Can I get you anything? Another potion, perhaps? No, really. We have light ales and spirits too. Whatever takes your fancy. Or a fine wine?"

[itmeanstruth]

Minoru paused where he was - which was currently upside down with his legs tightly clenching the pole for support.

“Thanks, but no thanks...” he laughed. The last thing he remembered about that halloween party was accepting a ‘potion’ from him, and everything before it didn’t make any lick of sense either! “Maybe later. I’m good right now.”

As to where he learned the moves, Minoru smiled. He’d been climbing on things since before he could even remember. This kind of stuff just came naturally to him. “Trial and error, mostly. Figuring stuff out is half the fun of it.”

[apocalypsejack]

Jack was running late because he had to get the kids settled in and comes tearing into the bar on his new skates, probably faster than anyone should but having a constant supply of cocaine in the Nexus was causing his usual high energy to buzz up into hummingbird territory.

Grabbing the edge of the bar he glides around the corner, ducking the portion that flipped down to block others from walking back there randomly. Skating backward behind the bar he's perusing the booze trying to decide what to drink.

[angelic_asshole]

The flashing reflections dancing off the polished wooden floor got the angel's attention as he was walking around the tables arranging some candles for people wanting to sit down together. Following the neon trail he found the source of the strange lights leading behind the bar. Leaning over the counter, he tapped his scotch glass down on the bar top and smirked.

"Can I help you, sir? Fancy a Dirty Angel? It's a new cocktail of mine."

Why yes, Balthazar had just made a few new cocktails up in celebration of his new bar opening. Of course Jack would roll into the bar acting like he owned the place. No doubt bounding with energy, which the angel could feel emanating from him.

[apocalypsejack]

Jack had a drink and was looking for trouble, sort of, the fun kind anyway. Drink in hand, he is gliding around on his light up skates and maybe he is dressed for the pole. The person on the pole seems a perfect target.

He gets going as fast as he can, jumps the ledge, grabs the pole and slides to a stop a hair before colliding but not spilling the drink. Despite looks right now, he is not Ziggy in an eye patch, despite what Halloween did.

[angelic_asshole]

Balthazar couldn't help but internally flinch slightly at Minuro's slightly dangerous move on the pole. He might be skilled but the angel didn't want to be picking him up off the floor after a few drinks. That, or he slipped off and fell. Tonight was meant to be a relaxing evening for everyone, including the owner.

"Are we talking climbing up skyscrapers here or jumping off high walls? You're a bit of a daredevil aren't you, Minoru? Do you crave the adrenaline rush? I like to do a bit of rock-climbing myself."

He sipped his drink as he watched his patron. Of course he would not want potion tonight. Who could blame him after last time?

[apocalypsejack]

Jack spins and leans across the bar grabbing Balthazar's cheeks with his hands to give him a kiss. He's obviously higher than a kite. "I've already got one of those."

He lets go laughing. "What about a Tie Me to the Bedpost?"

[itmeanstruth]

It was a good thing Minoru was closer to the ceiling, or there could have been a collision. (Or even worse, a party foul and a spilled drink.)

Granted, he nearly lost his balance when he saw what looked like Ziggy on roller skates heading right for him. No... that was the other Ziggy... Right?

He recovered his footing, wrapped a leg around the pole for better balance, and leaned down so he could wave. “Hey! I never did get your name at the costume party. I’m Minoru, nice to meet you!”

[angelic_asshole]

The kiss was welcome and expected as the angel leaned into it, almost instantly tasting the strange flavours in his lover's mouth. Coke? Definitely. So, he'd been to Ziggy's, or at least been given coke by him recently. It didn't bother Balthazar who loved Jack for who he was and the way he wheeled into the bar so cavalier.

"Oh? So, you're going for a Tie Me to the Bedpost are you? I think you'll enjoy this, love."

The angel moved so that he was behind the bar, pulling out the bottles of drinks needed to make Jack's cocktail. A quick flash of his hands and he had procured a rather flashy girly glass to match Jack's flashy skates.

Next, Balthazar was reaching for the silver cocktail shaker and filling it full of the drinks, mixing them up and sealing the lid. A few shakes later and he was pouring the concoction into his lover's flashy glass, popping a pink umbrella in and sliding it over to him.

"Let me know what you think."

[itmeanstruth]

A good reason for getting some of this out of his system before having said drinks.

“Could be both.” He smiled. “Depends how high the walls are and what the path to the ground is. ”

He’d been around the block a few times - on ledges, walls, light posts, fire escapes, awnings, rooftops, fences... While the stunts looked dangerous, his movement was fluid, his body was relaxed, and he was definitely in control of what he was doing.

“Nothing like it.” He laughed. “I’d say try the cliffs Lucifer likes to watch the sunrise from, but the rocks are really unstable. Nearly made an awful drop.”

[apocalypsejack]

"Is this a glass just for me?" He hops up on the bar, skates going dark as they dangle freely.

"Do you really think I'm this girly?" Jack ask as he picks up the drink to take a sip.

"Hmm... you should put cherries in it. The little cocktail ones with the stems." He's smirking deviously as he goes back to sipping on the drink.

[apocalypsejack]

Jack slides around the pole a bit and then, one arm and in skates, starts climbing it while holding the drink.

"Halloween Jack." He smiles and there is that devilishness and charm there that Ziggy has. "Jack is fine."

[angelic_asshole]

"Of course it's for you. I got it in especially since I know how much you like your girly glasses."

Balthazar's eyes once more flickered between the now dark skates and back to their wearer. Where on earth did he get such things? No doubt a shop within the Nexus selling brightly neon things. They did suit him though.

"If you want the truthful answer? Yes. I wouldn't have you any other way."

A kiss to Jack's cheek and the angel was already delving underneath the bar top to fumble in a pot. Pulling out his hand, he popped a nice fresh red cherry into his lover's glass. There. You didn't think he'd forget the cherries now did you, Jack?

[itmeanstruth]

Before Minoru can even politely make his acquaintance, or ask whether he was related to Ziggy, as they could so easily have passed for twins, Jack was already off the ground.

"Oh, awesome!"

Color Minoru impressed! That's no easy feat.

He got his hands back on the pole, unwrapping his leg and pumping around for another spin before perching in a more comfortable position a little farther down.

"Are you a freerunner?"

[apocalypsejack]

"I just like color. I don't understand why men's things are so bland." Jack comments about the glasses but he did like the nice glass.

Jack pulled the umbrella out and tucked it behind Balthazar's ear while kicking his legs like a kid. "Only for you, beautiful."

He can't help the smile or the little flush to his cheek. "If you stay around I'll tie the stem in a knot for you."

[apocalypsejack]

Jack hangs on and locks his skate wheels around the pole so he can concentrate on the very girly drink in a multicolored, glowing martini glass.

"I run to be free." He comments and then wonders what exactly a freerunner is but imagines it is something to do with his climbing. "I live at the top of a skyscraper."

[angelic_asshole]

"Bland can sometimes prove a statement. I like thick, meaty glasses in which to wrap my large hands around."

The innuendo flowing freely as the drinks it seemed. A small chuckle slipped past his lips when he felt the umbrella being tucked in behind his ear. Oh, Jack. High as a kite but still adorable as ever. The playfulness warming the angel's heart as always. It felt more natural to see Jack acting like he should instead of on edge and constantly thinking about the Ministry spying on him. At least within the Nexus he could be himself.

"Oh? How about you let me watch? I do enjoy a man who is good with his hands."

Balthazar winked playfully and took a mouthful of angel scotch. Goodness, it was good! He'd have to thank Lucifer at a later date.

[apocalypsejack]

Jack looks over Balthazar's usual clothes and smiles. "We should get you some nice, soft shirts in other colors."

He's not pushy just a suggestion. He would love the man either way.

"Hands?" Jack starts to giggle. "No, doll, my tongue."

Jack has almost emptied his drink and just the cherry left in the bottom.

[itmeanstruth]

"Sounds about right." Minoru smiled as he walked himself closer to where Jack had perched. Unfortunately, he had no insight yet into the harsh reality of such a play on words.

"Let me guess, you're not exactly a fan of taking the elevator?"

Climbing smaller buildings was illegal in most places, but oh, how incredible it would be to scale something that high!

[apocalypsejack]

Jack looks down at the drink and sighs. "I don't but we don't have enough electricity to run it anyway."

He shrugs it off though easily enough. "We've got to be good at climbing. You don't survive if you can't."

[angelic_asshole]

"What's wrong with my shirts? Not colourful enough for you, love? I suppose compared to you there are dull. I might be coerced into going clothes shopping with you."

Coerced? He'd love it. Of course Balthazar did enjoy his rather subdued colour scheme compared to Jack's. The man was a walking Crayola set. Or, rather, a Crayola set on wheels that exploded. Either way, the angel never stopped enjoying his lover's cravings for all things bright.

"You always did have a knack with that tongue of yours."

Another kiss to Jack's cheek and the angel was now walking down the end of the bar, pulling out a bag and walking back towards Jack. Passing the bag, he smiled warmly.

"I was out shopping the other day and I saw these and thought of you."

When Jack delves into the bag he'll find some different coloured scarves. One patterned pink. and another which was an oriental looking scarf.

[itmeanstruth]

"Don't have enough..." Minoru muttered to himself. He looked down at Jack quizzically. Clearly, he didn't come from whatever space colony Ziggy was from. What sort of place has skyscrapers, but not enough energy to actually power them?

"What do you mean... survive?"

[apocalypsejack]

"There's nothing wrong with it but you'd look good in some color." Jack runs his hand down the front of Balthazar's shirt. "I could come in the dressing room and help you."

Jack did love bright colors but particularly in the reds, pastel greens and purples. However, any of them would work and he did wear black sometimes.

Jack pulls out the cherry and very seductively pulls it off the stem. Chewing a couple times he holds out the stem. "Shall I tie it for you?"

His eye gets wide at the bag. "Did you get me a gift?"

Jack is excited and sets his empty drink glass aside to gaze into the bag. He pulls out the bright tissue paper to get his hands on the incredibly soft scarves. He didn't get gifts and it made his heart pound to have any given, especially without reason.

"I love them." He whispers.

[angelic_asshole]

"A high flyer then? Be careful not to fly too close to the sun, Minoru. You may get your wings burnt."

Balthazar wondered if Minoru would get the reference. Either way, he was up for people having fun in his club but not at the expense of their safety and the other patrons. It was lucky not many were around as of yet. So, he could climb, jump and pirouette to his heart's content.

"Lucifer? You've met him? He's an angel like me and we've met before. A kind and wise man but be wary of his fire. I've felt it in his soul when being close to him."

Was it a warning for the mortal to heed? Perhaps. Yet, perhaps Balthazar was being overprotecting of Minoru. He was his own man so to speak and if he had already met Lucifer then he really shouldn't have worried.