The door opens in a hallway.
The walls are painted dark red and the floor is painted black. That, however, is not the first thing you notice.
The first thing you notice is the music.
Really loud techno from the room at the end of the hallway is making everything vibrate.
The second thing you notice is the smell. Beer. Sweet drinks. Strong liquor.
Blood.
Sex.
Eric turns to Jim and points down the hallway, away from the door leading into the club.
"My office is down there," he says, his voice carrying just fine over the noise.
The walls are painted dark red and the floor is painted black. That, however, is not the first thing you notice.
The first thing you notice is the music.
Really loud techno from the room at the end of the hallway is making everything vibrate.
The second thing you notice is the smell. Beer. Sweet drinks. Strong liquor.
Blood.
Sex.
Eric turns to Jim and points down the hallway, away from the door leading into the club.
"My office is down there," he says, his voice carrying just fine over the noise.
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Date: 2016-06-25 06:17 pm (UTC)'You're making me more glad to human and mortal with everything you say,' he says dryly, and looks around.
'All right, I'm going to go and bleach my mouth to get rid of Ginger's little masterpiece. I'll see you around, Eric.'
He does look him up and down, in a glance designed to be surreptitious. But not so much that it's not also obvious.
'Let me know if you want any more work done.'
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Date: 2016-06-25 06:21 pm (UTC)"Don't say I didn't warn you," Eric says. "And I will."
Maybe.
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Date: 2016-06-25 06:23 pm (UTC)He rolls his eyes, smiles and says, 'yeah yeah.'
Lesson learned, and off he goes. Actual bleach might be required.
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Date: 2016-06-25 06:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-06-25 06:28 pm (UTC)