Nikola approaches the bar today, relaxed and arrogant as usual. "A bottle of wine, please, my dear. Something with...bite."

He smiles as a bottle of mourvedre and a glass appear. "Thank you."

If you need him, he'll be on one of the couches by the fire, steadily drinking that entire bottle.

[ooc: Adult content in the thread with Dorian.]

Mina's ragged self-discipline has finally worn down her resolve to remain in the bar, to watch for her door. She hungers, and no food provided by the bar can sate her ( Read more... )

Mina is adjusting to living in the Bar. Her eyes still flick to where her door should be far too often, but she's learning that patience she always struggled with at home.

She's even managed to beg some clean clothes off of Bar, black and white and red all over, still very attached to her black velvet coat. She's left it upstairs for the time ( Read more... )

Vampire. Couch. Laptop. Spreadsheets.

Because even geniuses have to organize their research.

[ooc: Minimal post is minimal! And open until it scrolls.]

Demeter is feeling better after her holiday with Malcolm and feels ready to deal with people again ( Read more... )

Charlie is dressed differently, even for him, tonight; solid white bondage pants, and a grey shirt that clings like a second skin. He's not doing much actively except listening to the music from the single earphone he's got in, bare feet tapping against the arm of the couch as he reads.

Feel free to bother him.

Left with the bar, to be given to Dorian Gray the next time he comes in, a leather pouch, containing:

• a platinum collar, with a clear, dark ruby, a D-ring, and a safety lock, made to measure and specification; it can be pulled or twisted open to put on and take off, thanks to an under-construction of titanium, but is otherwise very solid and will ( Read more... )

[OOM: Dorian receives a phone call back home that will change his life for, at the very least, the next year.]

[OOM: Dorian and Ganymede head upstairs for quality time together. As with everything with these two, warning for smut.]

It's still early, but in the morning light, the sound of hammer on anvil is ringing out from the forge ( Read more... )