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lucifer_aeterna in stop_panicking

An evening at Lux [OPEN]

Feb 26, 2011 19:46

Who: Lucifer, Gin, Aphrodite, Yosuke, Chihaya, and you
What: see title. Staff interactions and general shenanigans
When: tonight, why not?
Where: Lux
Warnings: TBA

( A friend of the devil is a friend of mine )

ginuingu, chihaya, aphrodite, yosuke hanamoron, lucifer

Comments 5

yosukecantstop February 27 2011, 22:20:09 UTC

And Yosuke is practically dancing between tables. He's not supposed to have his headphones on at work, but thanks to some cool, sneaky alien technology he has some tiny, wireless ones that he can hide easily under his shaggy hair. The candlelight is kind to his still slightly bruised face, and he serves the upscale drinks Gin just handed over to his table with a smile and an inquiry about their decisions for dinner.

let me know if you mind. >.> lucifer_aeterna March 1 2011, 02:10:38 UTC

Lucifer knew about the headphones. Of course he knew; it was hard to hide things from him, particularly something like that. If nothing else, he could hear the music, a faint refrain that clashed with what he was playing.

Well, that was easily enough fixed. A glance in Yosuke's direction and the music from his headphones changed to something that harmonized with Lucifer's playing. There, much better.

CHIHOOHA leftacreampuff March 1 2011, 11:55:22 UTC

Chihaya on the other hand is working diligently like a good butt-monkey! He's just finished serving his current round of patrons, and wandered on over to the front of the main area.

He tried to sneak a quick rest, taking a seat and loosening his shoes for a brief respite.

cyprian_swan March 3 2011, 04:27:49 UTC

Sitting close to the entrance, yet not so close as to be run over, sat Dite, today dressed in a silver spangled column of silk, her hair loose over one shoulder.

She greeted each customer that entered and escorted them personally to their tables, but for now enjoyed the quiet music and the conversations nearby.

wingsofsilver March 3 2011, 08:36:24 UTC

There was a trace of a smile on Gin's lips as he placed glass after glass onto the counter, resting spotless tumblers and chutes onto white square napkins. Edgy or not, if his customers were willing to behave than he was willing to maintain the barest hints of courtesy. It was only when they started acting like drunken twats that he had a problem.

Until then, however, it was service with a (fake) smile.