13033/Of Angels and Devils

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Of Angels and Devils
Date of Scene: 14 April 2021
Location: Club Lux, Melville
Synopsis: Tyler Grant visits Club Lux, joined by an Andrea.
Cast of Characters: Lucifer, Twitch, Rage




Lucifer has posed:
It seems there is never a night where Club Lux isn't alive with music, dancing and people just all around having a good time. Lucifer is actually behind the bar this evening, if for no other reason than to give himself something to do. Nothing was really pressing for his time tonight, and he's had a few interesting nights recently enough that some mundane work is just what might settle him a bit. Course, when he's working the bar is also when he can lay on the charm, or talk most anyone into telling their life story, and he'll listen intently like any good bartender would. What happens after, well, that all depends on who and what he's dealing with. Mostly he's in it for the stories, to see what sort of ilk find Club Lux the place to be when they have so many other options out there in New York and beyond.

Twitch has posed:
As he enters the club Tyler takes a long look around, smiling faintly when he gets a good look at the joint. It might just be his kind of establishment. He strolls through the assembled people, making his way towards the large bar, lips curving further upwards when he gets a look at all the liquor behind it.

Arriving at the counter he takes a seat on one of the stools and nods first to the folks he ended up next to, then at the bartender. Flashing a grin he says, "Vodka and diet Red Bull, please." Cash is produced to pay for it, the young fellow has a decent sized roll on his person.

The incredibly well dressed bartender gets another look from the young man, who seems to register something is unusual in a server being dressed better than the majority of the patrons. "Nice duds, dude," Tyler comments. "I gotta meet your tailor. At least when I've got some more cash burning a hole in my pocket."

Lucifer has posed:
Lucifer doesn't even ask for ID, mostly because he doesn't care, and if there's a raid on his establishment he has things in place so the younger crowds don't get dinged for drinking underage. So when Tyler sidles up to the bar and places an order, there's a smirk and a nod. "Well, I could certainly perhaps introduce you to my tailor if you're really interested in meeting them." There's a sense of pride from the 'bartender' that could almost be considered tangible as he turns and conjurs up the requested drink, placing it in front of Tyler a moment later. "Will you be paying per drink or should I open a tab for you?" Noticing the cash out, but he figures he'll at least ask the question before processing the rest of the transaction.

Twitch has posed:
"I'll pay as I go. I'm meeting a friend and I'll probably be here a while, though" Tyler says after a moment of thought. "I think I would like to get their number, at least. I want a suit, I just don't really have a place to keep it right now. Too many roommates who might mess with my stuff." As he brings the glass to his lips he has a sip, nods his head in approval, then has another drink. "This is good, thanks."

Tyler leans back in his seat a bit and looks towards the dance floor, "This place is awesome, man. I really like it."

Lucifer has posed:
"Fair enough." Lucifer offers, giving price and taking the cash necessary to pay for the drink. There are tip jars all along the bar for if someone is feeling a bit generous, otherwise change is offered rounded down to the nearest dollar. Lucifer then turns and takes a piece of note paper, scribbles down a name and number, turning back and sliding it across to Tyler. "Call them. Tell them Lucifer recommended you. They'll give you a Hell of a deal." He offers, winks, and then moves down a step to fill another order.

"Ah, this place is my pride and joy. I do appreciate the compliment. Are you new to town or just to Club Lux?" He asks, finishing the one request so he slides back to wipe down near where Tyler sits in order to perhaps continue the conversation.

Twitch has posed:
Taking a couple of bills out of the change he's given, Tyler tucks them into a tip jar. Always tip your serving staff, especially if they hook you up with their tailor's number. "Thanks, brother," the young man says when he gets the paper, eyes it and slides it into a jacket pocket. "Lucifer? Hell of a deal? I like that," there's a soft, genuine chuckle.

"This is your club? That's freakin' awesome," the kid says with a grin. "I've been in New York my whole life, don't get off of Manhattan too much, but when I get the chance to take a field trip I can't really turn it down. I figure I'll do a little drinking, probably some dancing, then see how things go from there." Lifting his chin in upnod sort of thing he asks, "You really called Lucifer?" Then he extends his right hand, "I'm Tyler. Tyler Lincoln."

Lucifer has posed:
The tips will go to the actual servers, bartenders, and other staff that Lucifer has in the club. It's pretty much a Sin Den of whatever one could desire all in one place. He's even working on adding in a portion for a game/casino room in the near future. "They'll get a kick out of it. They like it when I recommend people to them." He offers before filling another order nearby where Tyler sits.

"If I told you I was really called Lucifer, would you believe me?" He then asks, giving a side glance of striking blue eyes to the young man. Then he moves over, leans closer. "I won't hold it against you if you don't, but you might not be too far from the truth if you do." Adding this before leaning back, lifting a glass from under the bar and takes a slow but long drink of the clear liquid.

Twitch has posed:
"Cool," Tyler replies to the remarks about the tailor enjoying the recommendations. "I'll certainly check them out. Maybe find a place where I can store some nice stuff where nobody but me can get to it." He drinks some more.

Chuckling, he says, "I've definitely seen and heard weirder. I mean, space mushrooms, vampires, sorcery. All kinds of crap out there is a lot stranger than someone being named Lucifer. Shoot, Hell might even be a real place for all I know." Then he chuckles, "I mean, I hang around Mutant Town sometimes and there are folks there who look like what our ancestors would have considered demons."

Lucifer has posed:
Lucifer tilts his head one way and then the other before lifting a single shoulder in a shrug. "All of those things which exist and more..." He says this and then gives a grin. "Hell is a real place. I'd take you there, but I'm on a....permanent vacation..." Watching Tyler for a moment longer as he lifts his glass once more for another drink. "I mean, I suppose it was rude of me to not return the favor, Tyler Lincoln." He offers his hand then. "Lucifer Morningstar. Owner and proprietor of Club Lux. I bid you an official welcome, and if there is anything I can do to make your evening here as relaxing and enjoyable as possible - let me know."

Twitch has posed:
"Hell's real?" Tylers eyes widen a little bit, then he also shrugs. "And you could get there?" A smile appears on his face and he nods, "Well, Lucifer Morningstar, it's good to meet you. Thanks for the welcome." He takes the offered hand for a firm shake before going back to finish off his drink.

"I figure if I ever end up in Hell I'll have it coming to me. Though I wouldn't mind checking on my grandfather." There's a laugh at that. "Dude was great, but he was so staunchly atheist everybody in the family was afraid to sit near him when he was in a church. I think they were worried God was going to strike him with lightning for all the stuff he said." With a grin he goes on, "Dude once told me the last time he went to church for something other than a family function was shortly after he voted for JFK. Apparently Kennedy killed his belief in Catholicism, God and Democrats." Setting his empty glass down he goes on, "Guy left me his motorcycle when he died, though. 1991 Harley Fat Boy. It's a beast."

Lucifer has posed:
"Well...people don't go to Hell just because they don't believe in the one true god." Lucifer offers, and even does a sort of hand thing to emphasize that he's *clearly* not on terms with his dad in any form or fashion. "Belief is a relative term. Faith even more so. And you mortals with your different bits and bobs of what to do with that faith and beliefs can be absolutely hilarious. And sad. Or both.."

He's openly talking about this, and the other patrons at the bar - even those within ear shot - don't seem to blink an eye. Either they've heard this before, or something else is going on and taking their attention to where they don't care what Lucifer is talking about. "And challenging faith is an amazing feat. I would almost bet your Grandfather is actually up in Heaven right now and having a right laugh..." A smirk then. "That does sound like a sick ride though. I'd love to see it sometime." The bike, of course, being the last thing he's referring to.

Twitch has posed:
Tyler twitches a little bit, it's clearly an involuntary thing and doesn't seem to slow him down any or shut him up. "Who knows? I bet he'd get a kick out of me hanging out with Lucifer Morningstar, though." The remark about mortals gets a laugh, "Dude, it's not just regular mortals. I met a vampire blood cult this one time. Me and my friend got most of them, but a really strong one got away. I picked up a bow after that, I figure a wooden arrow'll do the trick if I can track his ass down."

Then he grins, "The bike is awesome. I'll show you when you're not so busy if you want. It's a classic. At some point I want to get a Hayabusa, though, or a Dodge Tomahawk. Have to hit the lottery to get my hands on one of those, though. Five hundred horsepower, 8.3 liter V10."

Rage has posed:
Heading into the club is Andrea, who is wearing a snug black dress and a pair of matching heels. It seems that tonight she isn't looking to go dancing, but to socialize. Her hair is on point and she has enough makeup on to look natural. As she makes her way towards the bar, she shoulders her silver purse on a long chain and slides into a seat next to Tyler. She gives a critical glance at his drink, then tilts her head towards the tender.

"Cherry martini." She says with a warm smile, brushing some hair back behind her ear.

Lucifer has posed:
"Ah, I never specified 'normal' mortals...and I'm not really sure you can lump vampires into the mortal category..." Lucifer offers this, his grin wide and blue eyes sparkling. "Though I think a wooden arrow might just do the trick, and I suppose I can hope you track him down to give him what's coming." Though, he does think back to another night not so long ago and chuckles at seemingly nothing but what's in his own mind.

"I would love to see it. I'm also not as busy as one might presume I am, but perhaps once the night has died down or something." This is offered, and Lucifer might be about to say something else when he notices Andrea taking a seat next to Tyler. As she orders a drink, he offers her a nod and a wink. "Of course." Turning then to fix her request.

Only in a blink he's no longer behind the bar, there's no indication he's moved either, until he seems to simply appear behind Tyler and Andrea, shifting to set her drink in front of her and steals a kiss to her cheek, as before and perhaps always, just below her ear. "Two nights within the same week. Did you miss me that much my dear?" A grin, and then just as quick as before he's no longer behind them, but behind the bar facing them again. Man can get around!

Twitch has posed:
"Hey Andrea," Tyler greets his friend fondly with a warm smile. He gestures towards the empty glass in front of him and asks, "Can I get another, Lucifer?" Very polite. The guy's rapid movement, or lack of movement, gets his attention. Normally folks moving fast causes him to twitch or otherwise react but this was so fast... Or something. A slightly apprehensive look appears on the young guy's face for a moment, but he shakes his head to dismiss it.

"Just let me know when you want to take a look at the bike. I'll let you take it for a spin around the block," Tyler offers.

Then he looks over towards Andrea once again, "You want to be my wingman tonight if I meet an interesting lady?" There's another little head twitch.

Rage has posed:
At the kiss to her cheek, Andrea gives a smile to the owner of the Lux. "Hello again, Lucifer. I am here for Tyler, actually. He was looking for a good time and I decided to show him one. We've already exhausted most of the New York hotspots over the last few months. He is my best friend." She gives a glance over towards the young man at her side, lips curving upwards.

"But, yes, I can be your wingman tonight, but you know the deal. I am very picky and critical about who you flirt with." She says as she takes the drink to have a small sip from the lip of her glass. "No skanks, only classy ladies."

Lucifer has posed:
"I would almost be flattered that you chose my spot over anywhere else until you said you've already exhausted everywhere else..." Lucifer says this much, almost even wearing a sort of hurt look on his face while eying the young celebrity. "I guess I could be glad that you even considered adding my club to your list.."

He grins and looks between the two while making another vodka and diet red bull for Tyler. "There you go..." Then he looks at his watch and grumps. "I need to go take care of some business. You two try and have fun." He'd pause just to make sure everyone is set up to be taken care of before doing his disappearing act once more.

Twitch has posed:
"Awesome!" Tyler exclaims to Andrea. "We'll try to find one of those nice girls I understand are out there somewhere." There's a bit of a chuckle, "I appreciate it, though. You're the best."

Then he looks over to Lucifer and nods, "I'm sure we will, man. Thank you." He picks up his drink for a taste, then turns away to look at the dance floor. With a grin on his face he says, "So many people out there just wishing they could be with an awesome guy like me, I bet. It looks like a good time to have some fun." Then he scans over to the lady next to him, "I'm really good at dancing. I can pick up new steps really easy thanks to all my martial arts training."