Anthony J Crowley (serpentinedemon) wrote in utr_logs, @ 2008-07-18 23:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | alternaverse plot, anthony j crowley |
Who: Femme!Crowley, OTA
What: Friday night club-time
When: Right the heck now!
Warnings: Yes. Crowley's a succubus, his friends are all of questionable natures right now, and his club's nearly a brothel. R, at least.
The theme of her club was always changing, as subtle as it was, to suit Crowley's mood. Tonight, she was feeling particularly playful, after a good session with her Angel, and met some new playthings acquaintances to show off for. The club was something like a leather bar, tonight- the music deep and throbbing, the dancers dressed in scraps of latex and lace. She herself was in a leather dress, so tight as to appear painted on, with boots that rose up past her knee. Otherwise, though, she had a rather nonchalant air about her, wandering around the club with a small smirk, welcoming her guests and enjoying the sights and sounds, the lust radiating off them all in waves.