It was there, among the more out-of-the-way place in the city was a new establishment that just sprouts out. No one was sure how and when it appeared, but it became a classy place for the moody night-goers. A cross between a gothic club and a jazz club by design.
The truth was, this mysterious club was magical in its own right. There were a few cropped up in Fiore, all with the same name. The "Black Cat Lounge" -- a classy lounge for the refined of dark mages, but also for those of... complicated perspectives as well. It was known among those of dark mages for being a place to gather, trade information, relax, even find leads on good deals via the charismatic-seeming bartender there. Beyond that, it was a place for anyone to come and throw their hair back in an easy-going nightlife environment. You couldn't beat anywhere for their indulging drinks.
One such person made her way to the Black Cat Lounge, a small brick building that was only one story tall in a wide rectangular shape. A few black-tinted windows showed, having no indication that anything was inside. However, the violet, neon lights that shined "Black Cat Lounge" was clear in fancy scrypt, ending with the stylish symbol of a cat at the end.
A young woman with black hair, glasses, unflattering vest, and jeans approached the building. Due to it being the late afternoon, no one had been lined up for the door. Oddly, she was not alone as a strange looking black cat followed from the corners and alleyways-- notable via its claw-like gloves and black pointy witch's hat she wore that her ears stuck out from. The girl clearly looked focused, even as her thick glasses obscured her eyes as she approached the door to the lounge. She cast a small glance behind her, wondering if anyone 'followed' her, but once she was convinced she had not been followed-- she opened the door and went inside. Fast as any cat was, the cat that followed her also jumped through the open door too... which the woman allowed in without issue.
The inside was soon met with a rather intimidating looking creature. She was in a small room with another door behind it-- meant to be a sort of pre-entrance area. Of course, the creature before her looked like a monster otherwise. A muscular-ripped, blue skin ogre by the look of him. Though his face was rather clean-cut and not 'ogreish'. He clearly was a demon-- crammed into a bouncer uniform of leather pants and a black tee-shirt. One reason why he wasn't outside, but there was another reason altogether...
.. the demon looked down at her, though not intimidating but neither kind as well. However, it was then that the woman tilted up her glasses to look at the demon-- completely unafraid and neither was the cat. "Hello, Kiru," she greeted calmly and pleasantly.
The demon made a smile on his face, recognizing her-- as a usual customer to the Black Cat Lounge. He already knew it as well, from the company of the same black cat she had. "Good to see you too, Temperance," he said, addressing her by her 'handle'. With a graceful step, the demon stepped aside and gestured an arm to let her through the doorway clouded by a curtain.
The woman nodded and walked in as the cat walked beside her and into the next room.
Inside, the woman was once again back in her favorite hobble-- a place not only in town, but in all other towns. The Black Cat Louge was not just some hole in the wall-- but with spacial magic, it linked every door to this one place. So no matter where you were if you knew where to look-- you could always get into this place. Making it the best-kept secret for mages of 'that' persuasion.
The lounge was a deep shade of violet, with adjusted lightning that made it easier to see but plenty of shady spots for people. The room had many sections. A series of comfy couches, recliners and booths-- even beanbags and throw pillows of those of that persuasion. It clearly was meant for an exclusive theme of a homey place for people to relax. One area along the booths led to a larger area, with a dance floor-- and piano at the end and a jutbox-like device at the end to play music. Smooth Jazzy music played in the background, run by magic no doubt that added to the ambiance of the place.
Finally, more illuminated, was a large bar that ran for a distance against the wall. The bar was made of mahagony and finely shaped with comfy stools along it. The back was illuminated revealing a wide variety of drinks-- even a door to a kitchen where food could be cooked-- or so most would think. Behind the bar, was a rather tall dark-skinned figure with a dark-grey bar top and a bald head. He turned as he heard the woman enter.
"Hey there, Selene..." Agil spoke in a deep tone, his little nickname for her, one of many from how long they knew eachother. "Haven't seen you in a while. Been busy?"
Selina smirked as she sat herself down at the bar and removed her glasses, revealing her green eyes. "You know me, Agil. No rest for the wicked," the woman said-- her tone shockingly unexpected for someone of her appearance. More sophisticated to the 'nerdy' appearance she had.
At that time, the cat with her hopped up onto the bar-- which the man flinched at. "D-damn it, cat! I just cleaned that bar. Sit your ass down on the chair." Agil grumbled.
The black cat just defied him and sat herself down at the bar's corner, and licked her paw lightly. "Poor, Agil. You're never gonna get the girls if you don't know how to talk to a lady..." the cat spoke.
Selina sighed as she relaxed against the bar, reaching into her pocket for her cards. "Come on, Hex. Don't aggitate him. We all know he works hard." she said as she spread out her Tarot cards...