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|Date of Scene=2019/11/23
|Location=Club Lux, Melville
|Synopsis=Done.
|Cast of Characters=40,71
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|Poses=:'''{{#var:40|Black Cat (40)}} has posed:'''<br>The stars have aligned -- well, maybe they haven't, but beyond the reach of the city lights, the clear night above glimmers with them, those bright enough to be seen. Exhales appear in silvery wisps for all walking the sidewalk outside of the Club Lux and Felicia is comfortable beneath her shin-length winter coat, a bubbled thermal-warm number in chocolate-brown with caramel-hued faux-fur at neck and cuffs. Now, beneath the coat? Another number entirely, to be revealed once both she and her beau are inside the club.<br><br>"This is wonderful, Copperfield, thank you for joining me," the thief murmurs, glancing to the Sorcerer whose arm she holds. Her jade-green eyes, lined in kohl, twinkle. Her platinum-blonde hair is up in a graceful chignon, held by a glittering clip evincing flowers. At her hand, the rose-gold ring inset with an aurora stone showcasing its own solar storm within counter to all light present.<br><br>In they go, given both she and he are pressed appropriately, and it's off to one side of the horseshoe-shaped bar Felicia pauses in order to shrug out of her coat. Oh, but that number beneath: an iridescent wine-red dress with a broad off-shoulder neckline deep enough to accentuate the necessaries. It clings across her torso and gathers at one hip to then fall down behind her shins. The hemline cuts up at an angle to vee overtop her left thigh, akin to a dress one might tango in. The Cat knows she looks good by her red-red smirk, her lipstick matched perfectly to the dress itself.<br> <br>

:'''{{#var:71|Doctor Strange (71)}} has posed:'''<br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Stephen is dressed in a very refined looking fashion, a simple double breasted tuxedo with the faintest of tails flowing off the coat and the tie the wears is simple and yet, the shine it reflects is exactly the same shade of red as Felicia's, so people could identify them as a couple even if they get seperated. Yet the wizard holds his fiance on his arm and steps into the club with a roll of his eyes. The wizard pats Felicia's hand and smiles down to the blonde that chooses to accompany him for some reason. <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"This place still ... I'm not sure about it Felicia." Stephen says with a smirk but he's here, he's trying. <br> <br>
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