Club Astrum, Baltimore, Thursday Afternoon

Opening up this club was taking longer than Lucifer had anticipated, but that was largely his own fault. He'd been dragging his heels, for reasons he couldn't quite put his finger on. Even with that, though, it was almost ready.

And that meant it was time to show it off to his partners.

"Welcome," Lucifer declared, as the entrance brought them onto a little round platform that oversaw the rest of the club. It wasn't much bigger than Lux, but the little star lights hanging from the ceiling seemed a bit more natural, less evenly divided. They cast the club in soft blue hues, the bar tastefully framed with almost ethereal curtains.

Red patterns scattered over the floor, as if to signify magma flows. Various setups of modern white leather couches stood everywhere, most facing each other, some facing the round stage near the back of the room. There were more curtains along the walls, creating an intimate feel.

No plastic axes, though. Yet.

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