Chapter 1.21: Club Apex

[Bitom]

Three of the party make their way to Club Apex. No Self -respecting Toreador can go without knowing the location of the top Goth club in town, even if they hate the Goth movement. Vivian, riding with Lazurus, gives directions and the pair arrive at the club. They show ID's, pay money, and have their pale hands stamped, then walk inside.

Apex is a converted church. Although it was not a stone cathedral during the time that it was a place of worship, a facade of faux stone has been insrtalled to give it more apparent significance than it ever really had. A few pews remain to provide seats around the edge of the dancefloor, and the altar is not a DJ booth. Florescant black-lighting glares oddly through stained glass windows which are covered on the outside and appear boarded up (Though they can't really be, fire code would prohibit it, right?)

And of course, there is a bar in the wing to the right, under a huge statue of the Virgin Mary.

(OOC: Laz and Viv are here now, Marvin is on pause until further notice as he goes home to change.)

[Kakita_Gokumoro]

Stepping into the Apex, Lazarus looks about at the myriad sea of churning people. Such life; the potential hundreds of people grinding and gyrating, their precious blood pulsing through their veins, calling to his Beast...

Control, Lazarus. Control.

Flashing Vivian a smile, extended fangs and all, he bows cordially while extending his arm.

"Ah, your people."

[Bitom]

Vivian looks at Lazurus arm for a moment, then blink. "Ohmygod... THAT's what it is!" She plants a kiss on the Brujah's cheek, squeals her thanks, and then runs off in the direction of the street. Before the man can ask questions, she has hailed a cab, gotten in, and is gone, leaving him to face the club alone.