[ OPEN LOG ]

[meaculpable]

WHO: Lucifer Morningstar ( meaculpable ), Mazikeen the Lghtbringer ( daughterinexile ), and anyone else who stops by.
WHERE: The Lux.
WHEN: June 21st, 9pm
WARNINGS: None that I can think of?
SUMMARY: Lucifer opens the Lux
FORMAT: Quick! Action! Para! Whatever you guys decide on.

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[loltraitorlol]

Starscream arrived flanked by his two lieutenants, Soundwave and Shockwave, and all three of them were dressed to kill. Starscream wore a black suit with red pinstripes and a matching fedora, a dark red shirt, and, of all things, a gold tie. Finally, he wore a pair of red tinted sunglasses with black rims - to hide his red eyes. Somehow, the look worked on him.

There would be no dancing tonight, however. While it turned out that he hadn't actually sprained his ankle that badly and would probably recover within the week, the doctor had still insisted on an ankle brace, and his slight limp was evident despite his efforts to hide it.

It was no great loss, however. Starscream was not much of a dancer. Sliding up to the bar, he ordered a vodka martini (up, with olives), then turned to watch the crowd.

[allshock_notalk]

Clothing seems so needlessly flamboyant. Not unlike Cybertronians who took ridiculous pride in their brightly colored paint jobs, dressing this way does not seem to bear much point to him. But he supposes if they are to fit in for the night, it is a requirement. Thus, it is accepted

[notsoloyal]

Shockwave was not amused, and the cold emotionless look on his face conveyed that fact very well. This was pointless, there was no reason to go to this little Grand-Opening thing. He could be doing something far more productive right now.

Yet, here he was.

Dressed in a charcoal coloured suit complete with a dark purple shirt underneath, and a lighter purple tie. Purple was almost always evident in his choice of clothing, it had quickly become a personal preference of his since his arrival to the City. He too sported a fedora, not his choice really, but it didn't matter to him. And where Starscream and Soundwave had sunglasses, Shockwave had contacts; making his eyes a rather bright green. He'd gotten quite used to wearing them at this point, despite the fact that putting them in basically involved poking your eye.

"Was coming here really necessary?" His voice was oh so deadpan.

[loltraitorlol]

"I rather feel it was," responds Starscream nonchalantly, sipping his martini. "Listen. Appearing at social venues helps to give us an image of legitimacy. Music keeps Soundwave happy, and besides, it'd do you some good to get out of the lab."

"Live a little, Shockwave."

[meaculpable]

Lucifer would be tending to the bar at around this time, as Trowa and his high-wire act took center stage. He goes about fulfilling whatever order is asked of him, quickly mixing or serving drinks with an almost coldly efficient air, barely stopping to hob-knob with those around him until he comes to Starscream and the other Cybertronians.

"Well."

He smirked, almost wolfish, and rapped on the countertop, once.

"Shall I serve you another, or would you like a pillow and blanket to go with how comfortable you look?"

[loltraitorlol]

Starscream stood up straight, then, obviously made uncomfortable by that very action. He tried to hide how flustered he was, to hide the fact that he wasn't actually sure how to respond to that statement.

"Well, what can I say," he managed as smoothly as possible. "You have a... comfortable establishment. And no, I shall not have another. I do have to find my own way home tonight."

Which meant that he was going to walk since Soundwave and Shockwave couldn't fly. And that he didn't want to make a fool of himself on the train again.

[meaculpable]

He nodded, more to himself than anything, and went about polishing the counter behind them. Honestly? Lucifer honestly did not expect any amount of trouble to come from the automatons-turned-human, but.

Never too safe.

"And for your partners?"

[loltraitorlol]

"I believe that Shockwave finds drinking illogical," he said with a smirk. "Though he'll have some water, I think. And Soundwave will be busy dancing. Music is his only poison."