[ORP Business] LUX - A Host Club

[Yayoi]

To say that LUX was not the cream of the crop here in Hemlock might get you punched in the mouth.

It is a luxurious club filled with dark wood decor,high backed chairs and very private areas for patrons to sit back and enjoy themselves while waited on by beautiful men.

When you walk in there is a long hallway. Halfway down it is a wall full of photos. Here you can choose which host you want depending on your tastes. Anything goes here but make sure your hosts are ok with it first.

Available Hosts

Matteo Dellapassaglia
The golden haired man on your dreams. If only you were lucky enough to have a slot on his dance card.

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Savio Dellapassaglia
No he is not Matteo.

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Armando Rossellini "The Midnight Stallion
Known as the kabedon king he'll pin your heart to a wall and profess his love baka.

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Jae
Some would say he’s over dramatic. We think he’s just the right amount.

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Esme Byron
Love poet is his name. Love poetry is his game.

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Azul aka "Zu-zu"
His eyes may look cold as ice but his lips as as soft as a freshly bloomed rose petal.

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Finnick aka Finn
Check and mate.

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[Yayoi]

The club had been rather busy that night. People coming and going constantly there had actually been a line outside the club. Well, that was an every night affair. At least Matteo would make some good money tonight.

He has been scurrying around from patron to patron while the other hosts barely got any business. Matteo was good at charming the patrons and he didn’t mind being the only one working. It just proved he was the best at his job and that furled him. Lit a fire in his belly.

Of course, he had to smile and grin at the patrons who got a little handsie. But to be honest he enjoyed that attention to. He reveled in it. Matteo was star of the host club and he could come and goes as he pleased. He had swept, cleaned tables, greeted patrons and even fed the lobsters in the lobster tank. He was feeling pretty good.

If not a bit get.

All decked out in his work attire Matteo leaned against the bar as he waited on drinks.  

[Seussi]

This place was too rich for the likes of him. He knew that, and yet, he just kept coming back. Not night after night, of course not, that would be unseemingly. But whenever he had a "job" to do in the neighbourhood, and when it wasn't too far out of the way, he would stop in, find an isolated place at the bar, and partake in a few of the more affordable beverages before slipping quietly back out.

Tonight, by the quick count of money in his pockets, was going to be no different. Still, as he walked along that initial hallway and let his eyes skim over the pictures of many, many attractive men, they always hesitated on one in particular. One he'd seen bustling around the club, and who always seemed more popular among the clientele than all of the others.

Had he the money, he knew he would have chosen him too. <********> He really needed to find a richer family to work for.

There was no more hesitating. Nico made his way straight to the bar where he knew he could at least afford to be and slid onto one of the stools.  

[Yayoi]

It felt like he had been waiting forever didn’t even for the drinks. The longer it took the more it ******** with his money. Not that Matteo wanted for anything, no. He just wanted his own money. And working here seemed a little lucrative in the short end of things. He had become one of the more popular hosts by far if it wasn’t evident by how often he was requested.

Matteo was a very good looking man afterall and he played to his charms.

He had been so caught up in watching the lights sparkle off the booze bottles behind the bar that he hadn’t noticed Nico right away. Not until laughter caught his attention but once that was lost they swept back and over Nico.

Had he seen him in here before? He seemed kind of familiar but then experience told Matteo that bar sitters weren’t here to spend the big bucks. But he looked so lonely.

“Hey you.” Matteo shot him a charming smile as he resting his chin in the back of his hands. “If you are looking for some cash we’re always hiring.” Nothing like being a recruiter. With a flick of his wrist he produced a stiff, white business card that had his name engraved in it in gold with a heart around the “M” and a phone number. He slid it across the bar to where it stopped near Nico’s elbow. “Call me if you are interested Hm?” He gave him a wink.

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[Seussi]

It didn't take long to get the bartender's attention, and perhaps it was indicative of how recognizable he'd become to at least some of the staff that all he had to do was hold up two fingers and soon after, two shot glasses with his drink of choice filled to the brim were set in front of him. He slid some money over, plus a little extra.

He didn't hesitate to down the first one, the glass clattering on the dark bar surface as he set it back down, empty. Ice-blue eyes gazed at nothing, his face a blank slate as he replayed the night's earlier events in his head, mulling over how it had gone and whether there was anything he should have done differently. He was always trying to learn from his mistakes.

A voice pulled him out of his silent contemplation, and he blinked, swivelling in his spot to see who was addressing him, before blinking again in surprise, a sudden smile tugging on his lips, only partially in response to the charming one that was being sent his way. It was the guy from the picture in the hallway, the one he always, without fail, hesitated on before heading to the bar. He leaned one arm against the bar and regarded him for the first time face to face, and recognized without question why he was the most popular host here.

He chuckled at the offer, and gave his head a small shake, dark hair falling in front of his eyes that he reached up to sweep to the side. "I already have a job." A shitty one, with a shitty family that didn't pay him what he knew he was worth, but a job nonetheless, and one he actually enjoyed doing. Still, his eyes flicked to the card that was slid towards him, and to the phone number emblazoned upon it.

Hell. Why not. He'd been coming in here for a while now and this was probably the closest he'd ever get to the guy. Might as well shoot his shot, right?

He looked back up, meeting the blonde's gaze, leaving the card where it sat. "But what if I was interested in something else? Could I still call you?" He asked, his smile growing a touch wider.

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[Yayoi]

Why was the bartender taking so long. He was the only one not standing around so all the drinks they were making were for his customers. Matteo kept his cool though. He didn’t want any to loose face out on the floor.

“Must be pretty crappy if it only gives you bar money.” Now he remembered. This guy had been coming in every so often and hr always sat at the bar.

Leaning his chin in his hand that was propped up by an elbow on the bar he sighed. Almost dreamily. “Too bad though you have really pretty eyes I bet you’d be really popular.” Wait….that might put a damper on his gig. No. No he could not have that. Waving a dismissive hand in front of his face he laughed. “But if you are happy with your current place of employment I suppose there’s nothing we can do it it.”

Matteo glanced down at the card that had yet to be picked up. He quirked a brow. “Well I guess that depends on what you want. If you are looking for fashion tips maybe. How to clean and gut a fish ew. No.” Matteo placed a finger on his bottom lip as his eyes rolled towards the ceiling as if looking for more things to list on the inside of his eyelids. “Hmmmm. Oh! If you need a recipie for a great sandwich I guess you could call me.”

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[Seussi]

"The job's great, the pay...could be better." He admitted, now idly and slowly twirling his still full shot glass as he spoke, "I just need to find a better employer." Or go freelance. He'd been considering it more and more lately. He knew a few Assamites that seemed to be doing ok that way.

The twirling of the shot glass stopped when he saw the way the other guy was looking at him suddenly. When did anyone ever look at Nico that way? Especially anyone as good-looking as him. Never. It never happened. Or at least, not that he could remember. Though maybe he could just chalk that up as an occupational hazard. He had always been hesitant to put himself out there, because of what he did.

And now here was his chance, right in front of him. As far as pick-up lines went maybe it wasn't the best but hell, at least he was trying.

"Ah, no, nothing like that." He said, feeling a bit puzzled. Maybe he hadn't been clear? Either that or this guy was brushing him off in a very weird way.

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[Yayoi]

“Hm well. Lux is a pretty ok employer. I mean if you are sure you’d rather not.” He twirled a piece of blond hair around a finger idly. “I still think it’s a shame though. Ohhh well.”

The drinks were still taking forever so Matteo decided it was time to take a break. He could do that cause he raked in the big bucks. Sliding down the bar a little closer to Nico he slid onto one of the seats. Eyeing the shot that he had been hanging onto. “You going to drink that or just keep swirling it around.” He supposed since he wasn’t on the clock technically it was fine to sit and talk with him.

Matteo tilted his head just slightly. It was hard to turn it off but once it was turned on. “So like what then?” Again he smiled eagerly awaiting just what it was the other wanted to call him for.

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[Seussi]

Nico reached up and scratched at the back of his head. "You know, I don't think Lux has got much use for my particular skill set." He said, "So like I said, I'm going to have to pass."

Suddenly Matteo was closer to him. Much closer. Okay, so maybe he hadn't just gotten brushed off, which could mean that there had just been a bit of miscommunication instead. His eyes flicked down to the shot glass and he pushed it toward the other guy. "Here, why don't you have it, unless you're not allowed?" He supposed if the guy was working then he probably wasn't supposed to be drinking, but the offer was there just in case.

Oh ya. A miscommunication for sure. Okay, time to try again.

"Like to take you out, of course. Or, we could just hang out and get to know each other better."

In whatever state of dress or undress that might be. He had a little smirk on his face at the thought.

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[Yayoi]

Matteo shrugged taking the shot and downing it. He let out an appreciative noise. “Ah. Better.” It’s not that he couldn’t drink in the job the bosses just suggested that he shouldn’t. While he could down them with the best of em holding his liquor was a totally different story. It made for bad experiences you see.

Setting the shot glass down onthe bar he spun the seat around in a circle. Matteo loved these bar stools. You could really get them going if you spun hard enough.

He caught himself with the bar to stop the spin at Nico’s next suggestion. Brown eyes full of amusement as he pat him on the arm, letting his hand rest there for a moment. “Of course.” Matteo was a lot of things but maybe he wasn’t quite so daft “No charge of course.” The bartender had set the drinks that Matteo had been waiting for but the blond merely grabbed one of the shots from the tray and downed it. A slight commotion had begun to stir in the lounge. Something about a host taking forever.

Matteo glanced at the ornate clock hanging on the wall. “If you wait another hour my shift ends and we can go wherever.”

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[Seussi]

Nico watched the other with some amount of bemusement as he first downed the shot and then spun in a circle on the stool. There was something about him that already seemed so endearing, but also a bit silly. Maybe Matteo was just eccentric? Though, it was possible that Nico was so focused on the other's good looks that he could care less about how he behaved.

The amusement on Matteo's face when he stopped did not feel like it boded well for Nico's prospects, and at that moment he mentally prepared himself for a full-on rejection, half expecting to be laughed at in pity.

When affirmation came instead of laughter, Nico blinked his ice-blue eyes and had to school his face into maintaining composure. "Ya?" He said, trying not to sound too surprised, and then had to stop himself from making a choking sound when Matteo mentioned not charging him for it.

Well...that was good...

When the bartender came with the drinks for Matteo, Nico made eye contact with them and raised two fingers again, waiting for a nod before his attention went back to the guy he had just asked out. He flashed a smile and gave him a nod.

"Sure, I'll wait."

He heard the commotion and glanced at the tray of drinks that was just sort of sitting there in front of Matteo. "You should probably go deliver those before there's a riot."

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[Yayoi]

Was that surprise in his voice? Cute.

Matteo cast a baleful glance at the tray of drinks and then at the clock again. He supposed his ten minutes were up. And the commotion from the lounge was getting a bit intense. But his mood perked right back up again when Nico said he would wait.

“Perfect.” He slid off the stool while grabbing the tray of drinks. “Don’t go anywhere now this might be your only chance.” Giving him a wink he quickly made his way back out to the lounge. There was a hint of truth in what the blond had said. If Nico left he’s more than likely miss out of any chance he had with Matteo. You just didn’t stand him up. Ever.

For the next hour or so the vampire had charmed his way through several groups of older gentleman. Conversation and laughter were all part of the job and he charmed them well. A couple looking for more than just a host for later. Which had Matteo been so inclined he might have taken them up on their offers. To much their disappointment but such as it were. He had consumed a few more drinks with them and then they were on their way although he did get a few business cards. For later if he changed his mind.

But true to his word he showed up surprisingly. Having changed out of his work clothes into a nicely tailored suit. Pinstriped pants, a black jacket and a white shirt that was open to the waist in the front. A heavier jacket slung over his arm. It was snowing outside and while the cold didn’t bother Matteo he preferred not to draw attention by walking around in the cold without one. “Are you ready?” Another charming smile as he came up behind Nico.

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[Seussi]

Well. This had certainly become an interesting night. Nico couldn't help but feel at least a tiny bit smug, knowing that he would get to leave with the best-looking guy in the place. Not only that, it was the guy; the one he'd been admiring from a distance each time he had come in to drink at the bar and mourn his lack of better funds.

One day soon, he hoped to go and work for another family, one that did not provide him with a mere pittance just because he was one of theirs. He was good at what he did. He deserved more.

"Oh, I won't be going anywhere." He assured Matteo with a smirk, as two more shots were set down in front of him. His confidence had been given a little boost from the interaction, and he held up one of his shots as if in salute before offering the other a wink of his own and downing it. Eyes followed Matteo as he left the room, and Nico eventually turned back to the bar with a slight, disbelieving shake of his head.

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The hour had seemed to pass quickly, but in that time Nico had downed a few more shots and had begun to feel that pleasant warmth that lifted him out of his usual more sombre and quiet state. By the time Matteo had returned, he was actually feeling pretty good, so when the voice sounded off behind him he swivelled around in his stool with his final shot in hand and took Matteo in with eyes that raked him up and down, taking in his change of clothing and what was displayed.

It didn't seem possible, but the guy had managed to make himself look even better.

"Always." He responded with a sharp grin, throwing back the shot and setting it down with a clatter against the dark, polished wood of the bar before he rose from his stool and gathered up a jacket of his own. lifting a hand, he set it on Matteo's shoulder before stepping a little closer to say in a more hushed tone with a slightly wicked glint in his eyes.

"Let's go and have a little fun."

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[Pinka]

Closing his watch after confirming with the invitation he was given that he was in fact at the right place, exactly fifteen minutes ahead of the requested time for Linus entered, holding the door open for his companion. he gave an quick look around, who ever wished to speak with him was clearly trying to impress picking this for a first meeting.

Well then.. the instructions said to wait at the bar, simple enough, he extended his hand to the other ready to escort his companion over to where the we're to wait.

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[nekoFayre]

* Rosemarie looks around and notices the club ibefore her was huge and beautiful outside Different from the university where her mothers had raised her. She looks at Linus and watches him open the door. She follows him side. She loved him dearly and was glad to be with him.

Once inside She stares atd ark wood decor,high backed chairs. Before spotting the bar. She smiles and takes his hand. She was excited and glad she was with him and meeting others like herself. She hadn't met to many other vampires the university she grew up in held just her family as of late.. approaching the bar she watches Linus and smiles at him* " we are here my love, whom do watch for?" * she watches everyone.*

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