HellFire Cafe

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Hellfire Cafe


deep below ground level....is a tunnel illuminated by torches that glow a soft haunting red.......they light the path that leads from XS to another building....both of which are connected by this secret passage.....we arrive to the new building which is the home of Hellfire cafe. inside we find the space dimly lit by flickering concealed lighting that provides a dark and sultry vibe..........the floors and furnishings are made of the finest dark oak wood. deep seated couches, love seats, chase lounges and other cozy furnishings are accented by coffee and end tables each of the tables adorned flickering enternal flamed candles in the center of them. the air is filled with modern, sexy, sultry live R&B music , or smooth modern jazz. in the very center of Hellfire Cafe is a large, circular full service bar which serves the finest in all sorts of drinks both hard and soft.... from preminum blend coffee and smoothies, to elegant liqueour, to every designer coffee, cappucion, latte and beyond. there is the hint of rich citrus potpourri in the air to further enrich the dark, luxurious, but laid back feel of this club. It is a club where the Masters of Evil come to engage in conversation...enjoy each other's company in a dark , sultry environment. A place were friendships are made, loves are realized and the night never ends. Originally brought to you by Morganna and now redesigned by Darkchilde........the Hellfire Cafe is now OPEN
 
::The air crackles with magnetic energy and a sudden, strong wind gusts. A bolt of lightning strikes the floor and the smoky outline of DG Hecate becomes visible. In seconds, the smoke has cleared, the wind and energy disappate and DG stands in the middle of Hellfire Cafe.::

"Hmmm. Why is this place so deserted? I'm looking for some...fun."

::She sighs, irritated, and sits to wait. It takes only a minute before her patience wears thin.::

"Damn. I was looking for some action."

::The air again begins to crackle with energy and wind gusts. A bolt of lightning strikes DG directly and she begins to disappear into the smoke. Only her outline remains for a second and then it is gone, along with the energy and wind.::
 
:: Through a torrent of rose petals Kurama and Avalon, his black panther appear. He looks around and seeing no one at the moment he and Avalon head to the bar and takes a seat. Kurama blinks over a couch the hieght of the bar stools over for Avalon. She jumps on and Kurama looks to the bartender ::

"Hey big boy, care to get me a glass of red wine chardenay? Also a saucer of milk for Avalon here"

:: He smiles and of course does not hide the obvious looking at the sexy handsome bartenders ass, he mouths a damn to Avalon who shakes her head. As the drinks arrive, he smiles and winks to the bartender, he awaits others to arrive. ::
 
Titania's Come Out To Chill...

<<Behind the grand doors of the relaxed cafe, the tunnel, with its subtle glow, is suddenly illuminated, as Titania strikes in her usual fashion...>>

::With Ares in her wake, Ti waves the doors open nonchalantly, a soft, relaxed glint in her steely blues.... the wood flooring seems to whisper, groaning beneath each silent footstep that Ares makes... a toss of her nearly orange auburn hair and the song currently playing shifts to a soft slow, and classic Madonna "Take a Bow"... a snap of her fingers, and she calls the bartender over...::

"Darlin, hit me with a Sweet Iced Tea, no lemon. And a bottle of Bud for muh big ole boy here..."

::By now, Titania has sunk haphazardly into a plush sofa, and waves her hand lightheartedly towards the end of it, elongating it about 7 feet, to allow Ares room to cuddle up next to her as she pats her 'big ole boy' lovingly... even at 5'10, Ti is utterly dwarfed by the size of her strikingly beautiful familiar, the white Siberian Tiger known as Ares, who is easily twice the size of his stunning owner... the bartender has a smile on his face... and asks if that was a joke...::

"Actually, yeah, it was.... Ares likes Bacardi, Silver. But I really did want that Tea... "

::She winks at him, and raises her eyebrows, as he walks away...::

I hope he gets that right....

I think he was just confused that you didn't want liquor, for once...

::Ti chuckles softly at Ares... her head tilts slightly to the right as she watches the bartender leave to make drinks... she catches Kurama's eye and mouths 'DAYUM...' she winks to him and beckons him over with a gesture of her hand::
 
:: Kurama grins seeing, Christy here now. He also silently laughs as she says the same exact thing as him about the bartender. He nods and hops off his stool as does Avalon. They both head over to Christy and Ares together, each walking in step with one another. As they get there Kurama blinks a new couch over for the two of them as well as a small glass coffe table, for the drinks which have also been blinked over. Kurama and Avalon both get into the couch and look over to Christy ::

"Man, looks like Darkchilde sure knows how to pic the bartenders."
 
:: sparkles appears in Hellfire Cafe and it truns into the Banshee Queen, Dierdre. He has a long dark dress and now she looks around and smiles ::
 
<< Red sparkles in the shape of a Barbie doll with wings appear in the air (POP!), moving within themselves. You hear a sound, much like you would hear from Tinkerbell, but with less innocence and more evil. The sparkles begin to glow brightly and they grow. The sparkles form into the shape of a woman, each wing the size of her body. In a blinding red light appears none other than the Dark Faerie, Desire. >>

:: Desire walked towards the bar, wearing nice hip huggers and a red halter top, exposing her firm stomach and ruby tattoo around her belly button. She walked seductively towards a couch and sat down. She smiled at the waitress ::

"Martini on the rocks, please."
 
Houston, we have a problem! Gwen has entered!

:: a shiny blue/pink light comes out of the thin air and it hovers a bit in the air and then the light forms into a woman, she has blone hair, beautiful eyes and her name is Gwendolyn. Then a panther comes blinking in beside her, the panthers name is Rosmerta, after the Celtic Goddess of Death. Gwen holds a cellphone as she talks in - swedish to a demon that she had ordered to attack someone and failed. She turns the phone of and in pure anger of the failior that the demon did she goes to the bar and orders a drink, a whisky.

"Man, what a day... I hate this..."

:: Gwen grabs the drink, and drinks it up in one sip ::
 
>> suddenly a burst of flames appear, out of the flames steps a tall woman. She has black hair and cold grey eyes. She's dressed in some fake-dirty jeans and a sexy leather top. She walkes to the bar <<

"something strong please....."

>> as she receives her drink she looks around a bit, then she sits down and takes some sips <<
 
:: Gwen takes her eyes of her glass, caughts Xavia in her eye field and realises that she hasnt talked to her yet, so she gets up from her chair and her drink. WIth Rosmerta around her legs she sits down beside Xavia and orders some wather for Rosmerta ::

"Hey... I believe I havent talked to you.... My name is Gwendolyn.."

:: Gwen turns her head and gives Xavia a smile ::
 
>> see's gwendolyn walking to her <<

"We haven't yet.........My name is Xavia"

>> she smiles back at gwendolyn and takes a sip of her drink<<
 
:: Gwen smiles, Xavia, that was a cool name. But she couldnt honestly say that it was better then hers but it was good ::

"Nice name... Im Gwendolyn. You can can me... hmm.. How about Lady Gwen?"

:: Gwen giggles about her own now nickname to herself and then she takes infront of Xavia so she can chake it ::
 
"OK lady gwen"

>> she saw that gwen was giggling and Xavia also giggled a bit <<

"well you may call me miss. Sara Burn or just miss. burn"

>> Xavia began to laugh <<
 
"Sarah is good enough for me..."

:: Gwen smiles and orders another drink, then she moves to the cd player and buts on the BOP theme "Revolution" and starts to dance and are woundering where her husband might be ::
 
*Walking inside the cafe, Paris did so quickly and quietly just like any real Assassin. Slipping her athletic body into a nearby plush chair, sitting yoga style. Reaching across the table for a magazine to read*

And she grabbed his big firm hard dic...what the hell!"

*Peering up with an amused smile, lifting up the Porno magazine*

"Okay who left their magazine here? I bet it was DC...wait no there are no black gentlemen here."

*Turning to Kurama tossing the magazine on his lap before winking*

"You left your magazine here sweet cheeks."
 
"She sure does.... Imma hafta keep my eye on him... make sure he doesn't smoke or summat... a strip search might be in order... "
:firedevil

::Ti laughed softly as she took a sip.... and held the bottle of Bacardi up for Ares with TK.... she leaned over as PAri tossed a magazine into Rama's lap::

"Hang a sec, lemme see... nope, it ain't mine...." ;)

::she said playfully, sitting back up and patting Ares softly as he drank... a little indulgence every now and then was good for him... plus Christy LOVED to spoil her baby rotten...:: :D
 
:: Kurama snatched back the magazine, he had a smile on his face as he thumbed through it ::

"I'll save this for later"

:: He waved his hand and it had been blinked to his home ::

"Ares is going to get drunk ya know"
 
*Paris chuckled, winking at her sister Wraith before spotting Ares, reaching over with ease scratching him under the chin*

"I tell you babe, men....well most men are like animals you scratch under their chin and you've got puddy in your hands..haha. Not you though Ram, your excluded."

*Taking the nearby remote turning on the TV and on came Dirrty by Christinia, Paris laughed before shaking her head*

"That damn song I swear! All your fault Chris, I still haven't fully gotten you back...."

*Paris cackled, a sign of trouble....*;)
 
::Christy laughed softly, winking to Kurama... as she too reached over and gave Ares a pat::

"Eh, it wouldn't be the first time.... besides... it takes at least twelve for him to catch a buzz.... he's so fuggin BIG.... one lil Silver won't hurt 'im... ain't dat right, baby?"

::Ares stopped drinking to emit a loud purr..... Ti laughed softly, smiling with pure love for her baby boy...::

"that's a yes..." ;)

::Christy looked up, a devlish glint in her eyes as Dirrty played... she stuck her tongue out playfully as Pari scolded her... however.... though no one knew but her... Her Sister Wraith's cackles sent CHILLS down Ti's spine... when Paris Calvin cackled... she was up to something.... in retaliation, and defiance, Christy laughed in the face of danger and flirted with chaos by winking... as she did.... every screen in the Hellfire Cafe' suddenly flipped on.... and the speaker system blared the song as the video played for all to see.... Christy teasingly bopped her head, smirking wide, pearly whites displayed...::

"Don't hate... appreciate!" :D
 
magic stick

*Her eyes sparkled more, for a second they illuminated a radiate blue. Her smile turing into a deadly deavilish smirk while raising an eyebrow*

"Ooooh Christy.....ya shouldn't have done that babe! Let's turn the tables shall we.."

*Throwing her head back in an even loud cackle, pushing her body up from the chair. Keeping eye contact with Christy, the television screens quickly turned to another song and video. Grinning even more exposing her dimples MAGIC STICK throbbed around the Cafe. Oh but Paris had only just begun her final punishment. *

I got the magic stick
I know if I can hit once, I can hit twice
I hit the baddest chicks
Shorty don't believe me, then come with me tonight
And I'll show you magic -- WHAT! WHAT!
Magic, uh-huh, uh-huh, I've got the magic stick

*Standing infront of Christy, Paris reached down to her hand, pulling her up quickly. Her body ever so slowly dancing just a bit but this was not her revenge....haha. She PULLED the Rage Demon and spun her around and pushed her down in a chair. Licking her lips slowly, Paris singing along with the song, moving towards Christy before easing her body down on TOP of Christy's lap. Tilting her head to the side, Paris was gonna have fun with this.....her mouth just a few inches from Christy's before blowing a bubble with her gum, letting it snap fiercely, sucking the rubber back into her mouth*

I'm a freak to the core
Get a dose once, you gon' want some more
My tongue touch you girl, your toes bound to curl
This exclusive stick, I don't share with the world
I had you off early in the morning, moanin'
Back shots proper, the law can't stop us
You a fiend for this since Rakim made the hits
Get the position down pack, then it's time to switch
I'll rock the boat, I'll work the middle
I'll speed it up, straight Beat it up
And I ain't in the hood with my toast out, nope
I'm in the telly workin' up a sweat stroke
Tonight's the night, you can fall in love
You can call your momma right now, tell her you meet a thug
I pop a lot of shit 'cause I can back it up
My left stroke's the death stroke

*At the verse of 50 cent, Paris slowly girated her hips upon Christy's lap, her hands reaching out to cup Christy's chin, oh sweet revenge lol. She wouldn't be able to look away, not at all. Her tight low ride jeans riding along Christy's pelvis before increasing the pace. Yeah, Paris was evil and she knew it! As the beat increased so did Paris' movements. Taking her hands away, snapping her fingers using her powers upon her sister, causing her neck to stiffen so she could not look away. Her hands returning to her own shirt, yup, she was doing the same exact payment Christy applied to her. Her fingers trickled down her V-neck sweater, throwing it off, it landed on the sitting Ares. Paris now wore a regular white shirt, but even this was coming OFF. Pulling her shirt off revealing a white laced bra*

I'll put your face in it
I know you sprung off in your tongue
I know you tastin' it
(Sex ain't a race)
But I have a thug nigga breakin' records, and the time is
(One minute, six seconds, magic stick)
I got the magic box, have that ass trippin' offa one back shot
(If it's the ice, I like that a lot)
The minks, the leathers, the CL drops

*Her fingers reaching around her back, undoing her bra. This was the ultimate payback! ;) The Assassin continued to 'ride' this cowgirl by the name of Christy. With the final adjustment, her bra was released revealing her upper half body to Christy. Noticably Paris had no tan lines either, Christy wasn't the only one who sun bathed in the flesh. ;) As the song came to a close, Paris cackled again, before rising from Christy's lap, snapping her fingers and her bra was on along with her shirt and sweater. Leaning down a bit, her hands leaning on each knee of Christy's*

"And that my dear Southern Belle is the other art of lap dancing....haha, whose got the Magic Stick now?"

*Paris chuckled more spinning around walking to her seat and sitting back down*
 
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