Who: Scarlet and Blank Where: A renovated club in the 1st Wheel's Red Light District What: Blank's birthday When: Evening of July 21st Rating: M For Mature. Open: Nope. Status: Ongoing
Blank sat in a lotus position behind the stage of the club, meditating. While this was in the Red District, he and Johnn had completely renovated it. Instead of the gaudy strip club feel, it now had a 1920's club vibe to it. No poles, nor anything of the such. Just a bunch of tables, the bar and a grand stage. Though, most of it was hidden under the lack of lighting in the club.
An hour or so before this, he had kissed her goodbye before he sent her text with a time and the directions to Club. Johnn had insisted that he watched Reeve tonight, the man-bot wanting to spend time with his nephew.
The only working light in the entire club was just one, that revealed a single table with a cold snifter glass of Scarlet's favorite porter and a single chair facing the stage.
Blank had turned off his ring and cast a few spells to keep himself hidden from Scarlet for the moment, as he had something very special planned for his wife. Even though it was his own birthday, he still felt he owed her.