The Hellfire Club-A gathering of the Elite. By Invitation Only!

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::Soon, Farrah returned to Devon for a short while, with a very apparent pissed look held on her face::

"Well, My Queen, don't you worry about me. Relax, and try not to let such trifle matters get to you. If you have maters to attend to , go right ahead."

::Farrah then took her leave once again to speak with the Black King. Slightly disappointed, but knowing full well the White Queen had much more preoccupations then he would, Devon made his way back to the bar counter and went on with his drinking, while he noticed Julis staring at him::

"Have you been staring at me all these while?"

Julis

"Indeed i have Lord Devon, it is our responsibility to take good care of our lord and mistresses."

Devon

"Oh ok..."

::By now Devon was really enjoying the total obedience ot Julis. He was one who enjoyed attention, liked to have someone to boss around, and had a certain arrogant behavior. However, he could fully well take orders, or be tactful in certain people's presence. His capabilities was definitely worth his arrogance. In short, he knows how to react to different people. Devon seeing his drink had subsided gradually, orders another vodka and proceeded to drinking as well. This mansion was not just exquisite, their liquior were of top grade quality as well.::
 
Originally posted by Brenthon
OOC: Am I going to be part of the club at all lol? Cause I seem to have just dissappeared lol ;)
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OOC: I have been wondering where you wandered off too.;)
 
OOC: I was waiting to post to see if I was going to be inducted or not lol ;) Maybe I was forgotten?
 
:: After playing around in the pool with David for a while Riana got out, followed by David who handed her plush towels and made sure every spot on her body was dry :: ;)

David:

"My dear Riana, if you will excuse me, I will go check on the status of your chambers, too make sure everything is according to your whises"

:: Nodding Riana smiled at him as he walked of quickly, waving her hand she changed into a midnight blue knee length dress, the spagettie straps holding the whole esamble up, the low cut backside showed of her smooth tanned back stopping just above her butt, on most women this would have looked trashy but not on Riana she knew how to carry herself in a dress like this, on her feet she wore a pair of high heeled black sling backs, her hair hanging softly around her face, her make up soft and subtle adding just the right amount of shade and gloss in the right places ::

"Okay time to head back to the party.."

:: Walking down the long coridor Riana moved back into the ballroom, spotting Ike and Christy she walked over to them smilling brightly ::

"Ike hun I must compliment you on the pool, very nicely done... just what a girl needs to relax in after a long hard day at the office"

:: Laughing softly she let her gaze move trough the room, spotting David in a corner she winked at him, a big smile on his face as he nodded to her letting her know everything was going well with the construction work, picking up a flute of champagne from a passing servant she took a small sip enjoying the taste of the bubbling liquir, turning her attention back to Ike with a more serious look on her face she spoke to him ::

"So tell me, what have you planned for us here.. or is that all a big secret and to be revealed in time?"
 
shimmering goddess

<< rethinking her descision to toy with Wyatt...for her own reasons.............the White Queen gestures and the large, satin white, gold trimmed doors to her chambers close shut........as she piroquetts across the room in the nude........."Drowned World" by Madonna begins to play in the air....... and as she bathes in the large, greek bath chamber ..........the smell of fresh vanillla and a dreamy mist flows through her room.>>


<< she rememerges from her bath chamber........fully refreshed and she proceeds to moisturize........lavishing her skin with the finest, products.....maintain the soft, smooth glowing effect she is known for. she applies the makeup given......selectively and artfully......giving herself a wintery,almost icy/metallic look around her eyes.........glossing her soft supple lips and enchancing her natural icy elegance>>

<< she then stands in front of her three way, liquid crystal mirrors........and slowly dons the beautiful goddess dress given her by Ikaris........The gown is made white silk and is almost Grecian in style.....with one shoulder strap and fitting just right around the her tiny waste. as it flows down into a beautiful splendid dress of perfect cut and composition. The cut though when worn would bring to mind the image of a woman emerging from a frozen waterfall.>>

<< she spins ...with the grace of a model as the gown flows with her.....as though a moving extension....like the movements of water......... she styles her hair in a fitting stylish up do......doning the sparkling platinum headdress (similar to that worn by rose macgowan's character at the prom in "Jaw Breaker") and further accessorizes by placing a fashionable pure platinum arm gauntlet, that matches the head dress, on her right arm...........adding further to the stylish grecian look evoked by the gown.>>

<< she slips into the coordinating 3 inch heeled sandals which showcase her soft, smooth, well pedicured feet....the gown looks and feels as if it were made JUST for Lady Farrah.........and with her choice of stylish and well placed accessories..........she now appeared to a woman of prestine....CRYSTALINE shimmering elegance........as she too one last look.....before blowing a kiss to herself in her mirrors and stepping down from the platform........once again doing a model turn in her chambers. her chamber maid smiles warmly with approval as she winks.............and Lady Farrah sends the maid off to find Ikaris so that he may see the gift that he give the White Queen now that she is wearing it. she waits for the Black King to arrive.>>
 
Ikaris escorts Christy down a long flight of stone stairs, hidden by a wall in one of the lounges. Mage lights come alive as they draw near, illuminating their path. They come to a landing and Ikaris draws her from the stairway into a long hallway. At the far end ofthe hall, flames can be seen and the sound of metal striking metal is heard faintly. Coming to the first of the doors, Ikaris smiles and motions to Christy to open the door. The door swings inwardly to reveal a room filled with numerous instruments used to inflict pain on someone. Whips hang coiled on the black leather covered walls, manacles can be seen hanging from the ceiling as well as from the walls. Ikaris smirks as the Black Queen takes in the sights that surround her.

"I take it that everything passes muster? At least at first glance?
Come with me, there is someone I want you to meet."

Re-entering the hall, Ikaris leads her down towards the glowing fires.
"The rest of the rooms are similar in design and function to the one I showed you."

As they enter the Forge, they can see someone hard at work in front of the fires, his heavily muscled arms glistening with sweat, reflecting the fire's light. He is so intent on his work that he doesn't notice their entrance until Ikaris addresses him.

"Gianni!"
At the sound of his name, the Blacksmith turns to face his visitors.
Gianni stands 6'4" and has the body of a Roman God. His chisled features and olive skin betray his Italian background. Short black hair crowns his head and he has smoldering dark eyes that you could fall into. Wearing only a blacksmith's apron and dark jeans, its obvious that the man was made to stare at. A fine dusting of dark hairs cover his chest and its possible to trace the veins in his biceps. Ikaris chuckes to himself as he watches Christy's expression.

Gianni:"Milord, I'm terribly sorry, I didn't realize that anyone was here."

Ikaris:"Don't fret yourself. I simply brought our Black Queen down to introduce her to you. Christy, this is our blacksmith, the one whose work with the green meteor rocks that I had told you about. It appears that Gianni is descended from one of the Titans, well that is rather obvious when you look at him. Wyatt brought him to my attention, and I knew that he was wasted among the mortals and so brought him here. Gianni, this is the Black Queen. The two of you may find you have a great deal in common. The Queen is also a Smith and produces some of the finest weapons in the realm."

The maid sent by the White Queen arrives and delivers her message to Ikaris.

Ikaris:"It appears that I am needed elsewhere. Darling, would you like to accompany me or will you be able to find your own way back to the party?"

As Gianni has pulled a set of the meteor manacles out to show the Queen, Ikaris decides that she will be more than fine and melts into the shadows, reappearing outside of Farrah's suite. The doors open as he raises his hand to knock and he enters the rooms where Farrah stands waiting for him. The gown she is wearing looks even better on her than he had hoped it would. Things should be getting very interesting very quickly.

"My dear, you are absolutely breathtaking! You found the gown to be acceptable, then? I had several of the top designers working on it for weeks. I even got the input of that Donatella creature. <<shudders>>. That woman frightens even me." <<Taking Farrahs hand, he kisses it gallantly>> "May I escort you back to the party?"

<<Ikaris sends Wyatt a telepathic message to maneuver Morpheus to the staircase and to adjust the lights to focus on and showcase the White Queen as they would descend>>
 
Downstairs, Wyatt greets Morpheus in Ikaris' name and tells him that Ikaris would like to speak to him. He gets Morpheus a drink and escorts the Titan from the Ballroom back to the foyer. Having adjusted the lighting with his powers he gives the White Queen a halo/aura effect. Decending the stairs on Ikaris' arm, amid the Greco-Roman statuary, she indeed looks like a Goddess decending from Olympus.

Wyatt:"Ah, here comes the Black King now!"

Everyone in the room stops talking as Farrah makes her entrance, able to only stare at her. Ikaris smirks as they reach the bottom of the stairs. He arches an eyebrow at Morpheus.

Ikaris:"I'm very glad that you could join us tonight, Morpheus. May I present the Hellfire Club's White Queen? I believe that you know each other."

Ikaris slowly backs away from Darkchilde and Morpheus, imagining he can almost see the sparks flying between the two.
Grinning, he winks at Wyatt acknowledging his excellent work.

Ikaris re-enters the ballroom and sees Brenthon in his gypsy finery. He takes a drink from a servant as he approaches the younger man.

Ikaris:"Enjoying the party so far?"

As Brenthon answers rather noncommitedly, Ikaris out with his free hand towards the Gypsy.

Ikaris:"Perhaps this might make it more entertaining for you."

At Brenthon's confused look, Ikaris places one of the Trident Pins into his hand.

Ikaris:"Will you join us in the Black Court as our Rook?"

Ikaris smiles warmly as he waits for the Gypsy to answer him."
 
:: Watching Christy and Ike walk away for a little tour Riana smiled and started to walk trough the room, taking in the elegant suroundings and decorations of the whole mansion, seeing someone draw her attention she looked up noticing David a few feet away ::

"You want something hun?"

David:

"I wanted to inform you that you chambers are ready and awaiting your inspection and aproval"

:: Smiling Riana nodded and walked closer to David, placing a hand on his arm ::

"Take me there so I can have a look"

David:

"It would be my pleasure..."

:: Walking down the hallway to her chambers Riana felt excited and curious at the same time, as David pushed open the heavy wooden doors she looked inside holding her breath as she saw the exact interior she had imagend in her head ::

"OMG it's amazing... this is exactly as I wanted it too be"

:: Walking trough the room she let her fingers move across the soft plush cushions, noticing the crystal vases filled with colorfull roses she picked up a white one and sniffed it the delacte smell of the flower filling her nostrils ::

David:

"I take it mylady is aproving of her chambers"

:: Riana smiled brightly at him and walked over to were he was standing ::

"O yes I more then aprove.. I might show you just how much later.. but right now I want to return to the ballroom.. too much going on there.. I don't want to miss out on the action"

:: Grinning at him she walked out into the hallway once more hadding back to the party going on in the ballroom ::
 
::As Devon continued to sit there drinking, absorbed in his own thoughts, he began to think about this current Hellfire club. He was honoured with the position as the White Bishop, however, Devon has yet to know what exactly he was going to do in this hellfire club. Then, he thought about the candidates for the positions. So far, Christy has becomed the black queen, which makes him wonder who the white king will be. If there is one of course. Then he thought of the possibilities. Brenthon? Devon then noticed Lord Ikaris speaking to him which suggests he might be employed. Devon then looked over to Lady Farrah, and noticed a tall looming figure beside her. Ah. Indeed. Morpheus. The Titan who has captured Lady Farrah's heart. Perhaps he would become the white king. It was a possibility.::

::Nevertheless, Devon gradually felt the boredom creeping over him. He decided he should do more exploring. Standing up, he beckoned to Julis to follow him. Devon then thought of where he might head to. He had thought of viewing the garden in its splendor, but he didn't feel inclined on meeting Kurama in the midst of his rendezvous. Without much choice, Devon decided to look around the mansion furthur. As he walked towards the crystal stairway, he paused for a moment and turned around facing Julis::

"Hey... Is there anywhere in this mansion you feel might be worth my visit?"

Julis: "My Lord, i would suggest that you head to the balcony at the forth level. It has a magnificent view. And its really quiet up there. Not even the servants go up there... Also my Lord, your quarters should be near completion."

:: Devon then pondered for a few moments before answering. ::

"Well, i'll go take a look at this foyer you speak. I'll visit the progress of my room shortly after that. Forth floor is it?"

:: Devon then walked up to Julis, and grabbed her hand. A black spiral forms around the two of them with a low rumbling noise, as Devon ad Julis disappeared. At a certain part of the forth level of the mansion, a black spiral forms with a low rumbling noise, depositing Devon and Julis. Devon then turns to Julis telling her to show him the way, while noticing her shocked expression, suggesting she probably wasn't very used to any other form of transportation aside walking. As Julis akwardly led the way, Devon followed her from behind. Soon, they arrived at this balcony, which brings to view indeed the most magnificent sight Devon had laid eyes on. Down below, was the beautiful graden of the mansion, with various exotic flowers and trees. Admidst them, birds of different colours were seen flying about carefree and swift. In a short distance, beyond the mansion, a stretch of grasslands can be seen, with a peaceful lake in the middle. around the grassland, were animals were grazing. On the Lake, storks were seen flying around, and a family of swans swimming around happily. Devon had low regard for human life, but he's always had a certain affinity to nature and other living things aside from humans. In a furthur distance, a hill or moutain of some sort can be seen, with its oeak covered in mist, and water pouring down from it in a cascading waterfall. It was indeed a beautiful sight. The scenery totally lifted his spirits. In a much better mood, Devon turned round to face Julis, giving her a sincere word of thanks which was something that came very unoftenly::

"Well, Julis, i must say you have indeed brought me to a wonderful place. You have made me very happy."

::Julis smiled in satisfaction, glad that her Lord enjoyed it. However, Devon noticed a man coming up from behind. He didn't reconise that man, suggesting it must be a servant. The servant came up and spoke::

"Julis! What are you doing here! You're just a servant! You know you're not allowed here!"

::Hearing the man speak harshly to his personal maid-servant, Devon felt enraged and indignant::

"Excuse me boy! Are my presence here invisible to you? Who the heck do you think you are speaking in a tone like that in front of me? What gives you right to speak to MY servant in a voice like that? You have no idea what you're getting yourself into. If it weren't for the fact that this is Lord Ikaris' place, you would have found yourself quite dead by now. Get out of my sight!"

Servant: "My apologies. You must be one of the Lords. Bu i beseech you, a servant like Julis have no place here. I beg you to allow me to take her away so you might enjoy yourself."

Devon: "WHAT!? YOU DARE REBUTT ME? Julis brought me up here, and who i wish to have by my side is NON of your business. And aren't YOU a servant YOURSELF? What are you doing here with NO permission? I tell you one last time, GET OUT OF MY SIGHT before you regret it!"

::By now, Devon could hardly control his anger. But all the sense in his head told him to refrain from killing this worm. He knew it would bring terrible consequences if he did anything to the servants here. By now, the man had taken his leave while shaking in fear. Devon was not just angry with the man, but pissed that his joyous mood was utterly destroyed. Julis stared at him in admiration and awe, which contained a certain glint of love. Devon however took no notice of it. He did not do it for Julis. That didn't cross his mind at all. Instead, all he did was fulfill his natural disatisaction to someone who did not show him respect. He turned in disgust and left the balcony, heading down the stairs towards his designated room, in a rather foul mood, while Julis followed behind quietly::
 
:: Rama and Paine had continued to catch up all the while out of the loop on what was going on back inside. Both Rama and Paine kept senseing something heading its way to the mansion, something big. They were both on edge and with just a simple nod, agreed that they should go back inside. They walked through the darkened mansion and headed back to the ballroom, where it seemed only a few were left. They took a spot on the wall to see what exactly would happen next ::
 
:: Entering the ballroom again with David at her side, Riana looked around, it was a bit quiet in the room but it's warm atmosphere was welcoming, taking a seat in one of the plush sofa's she ordered a drink from one of the servants and pulled her long legs up under her, watching David who was standing a few feet away she smiled at him ::

I think I could get very used to a servant like him.. loyal and eye candy at the same time..

:: Grinning she let her mind drift for a bit.. thinking of all the things that had happend in her live recently... once person came into mind.... Rayden.. she realized she missed him more then she was able to admit to anyone.. even to herself ::
 
:: Rama and Paine both suddenly feel like a weight has been lifted and the oppressing sense of trouble is gone. They both smile at one another and seeing as this area is basically dead go off through the mansion to explore it further. They leave through the grande entrance doors and walk silently together, admiring the home ::
 
:: Brenthon nodded to those in attendance to the party, feeling quite like a fish out of water. Everyone had been inducted into the club except for himself and he was trying to pretend as if he didn't care. He smiled and winked at Riana, laughin cracking SOME kind of joke, he wasn't really sure. He was too consumed with what was going to become of him. Was all of this a joke? Hopefully not, because it was a horrid one. He ordered a drink, not knowing whose servants were whose, but to a man that looked of a Bartender ::

"Bloody Mary.. Two sticks of celery please, snapped in half.. Thanks..."

:: Brenthon dusted off the sides of his jacket, making sure that he had no lint or anything of the sort as he soon found himself approached by Ikaris, Trident Pin in hand ::

"Hello Ikaris..."

:: As Ikaris made his speech, Brenthon's eyes lit up. Finally, something was happening, as the pin was placed on his jacket, he smiled and nodded to the Primal Demon ::

"Of course I accept Ikaris.. How could I refuse?"

:: He hugged the demon and smiled, happy to be part of the Hellfire Club ::
 
<< Lady Farrah slipped her arm under Lord Ikaris' as he escorted her down the beautiful massive, marble spiral stair case.....the lighting effects came on at his cue.....and the White Queen sparkled and shimmered like a wintery diamond........the Black King's dark and brooding appeal..in contrast to the White Queen sparkling glamour was a true example of the style that the Hellfire Club was all about. Farrah smiled with a look of elegant disdain as the two central figures of the inner circle made their way down>>

<< as the soft formal music played heralding their arrival....and heads turned. as Ikaris presents her to Morpheus......and steps back......the light shines down on her as she spins ...with the grace of a model as the gown flows with her.....as though a moving extension....like the movements of water. The gown is made white silk and is almost Grecian in style.....with one shoulder strap , fitting just right around the her tiny waste. as it flows down into a beautiful splendid dress of perfect cut and composition. The cut though when worn would bring to mind the image of a woman emerging from a frozen waterfall. her hair fashioned in a fitting stylish up do......wearing the sparkling platinum headdress (similar to that worn by rose macgowan's character at the prom in "Jaw Breaker") cleverly accessorized with a fashionable pure platinum arm gauntlet, that matches the head dress, on her right arm...........adding further to the stylish grecian look evoked by the gown. wearing the coordinating 3 inch heeled sandals which showcase her soft, smooth, well pedicured feet....the gown looks and feels as if it were made JUST for Lady Farrah.....as she looks upon Morpheus with her icy violet eyes......with a warm, almost devilsh smile>>

<< in an icy voice>> Good evening Morpheus.......we are most pleased that you could attend our gala this endless night..
 
:: As the attendants opened the colossal sized doors of the mansion's entrance, they then escorted Morpheus to the main ballroom where he saw many faces both familiar and non. He nodded to some of the fellow MoE's who were dressed in an exquisite way they were normally not seen. Soon after, Morpheus was greeted by a young male servant who introduces himself in Ikaris name, before letting him know that Ikaris had summoned him once again. The young male servant, Wyatt, ushered the titan to the foyer where he had passed through before on the way to the ballroom, as Morpheus followed behind... ::

(This is truly a magnificent place, perhaps I will have to have a tour of it later on. In the meantime, I wonder what Ikaris has in store for the evening...)

:: As Morpheus arrives to the foyer, he sees the main staircase, patterned in Greco-Roman decor which made Morpheus smile a bit as he recalled his days in Olympus many eons ago. Wyatt then informs Morpheus of Ikaris' arrival pointing at the top of the staircase where he see Ikaris, dressed in dark attire of absolute royalty. There is soft music playing in the background suited for an entrance of regal figures as he slowly descends the steps with an exquisite looking goddess of a woman on his arm. Her golden hair was up, and held behind a headdress which sparkled in the golden halo of the light around her. The white gown of silk flowed with unparallelled grace from her body as she continued to descend the staircase. Morpheus, recognizing the Grecian-style of the gown, thought for a moment that the goddess of legend, Aphrodite had somehow made her way to the mortal world just for this gathering. But after finally getting a look at the woman's violet eyes, his bluish green eyes widened with delight... ::

(Is that Farrah?!! Daaaaaaaaaaaaayuuuummmm... I have never seen her like this before... This night just got 10 times better...)

:: As Lady Farrah and Ikaris made their way to the bottom, the both of them were the main spectacles of everyone gathered in the room just for the entrance. Morpheus looking into the icy violet eyes of Lady Farrah, as she returned the favor accompanied with a devilish smile, he adjusted his banded collar a bit, as his body temperature rose from the mere sight of her... ::

Ikaris - "I'm very glad that you could join us tonight, Morpheus. May I present the Hellfire Club's White Queen? I believe that you know each other."

Lady Farrah - "Good evening Morpheus.......we are most pleased that you could attend our gala this endless night."

:: Morpheus realizing that he was now in the prescense of royalty, switched into the articulate-mode which had charmed many women over the many years of his time on Earth... ::

"Good evening my lady, Im honored to have been invited to such an event..."

:: The titan gently takes Lady Farrah's extended hand and kissed it softly... ::

"And might I say, you look very exquisite, my lady..."

:: Looks over to Ikaris... ::

"Ikaris, you have truly outdone yourself this time, my friend. Perhaps you may have to give me a tour of this place sometime. Thank you for welcoming me here..."

:: Morpheus extends a handshake to the black king... ::
 
Ikaris returns Brenthon's hug stiffly. He still had difficulty in dealing with human displays, but made an effort on behalf of the new member of the Black Court. Draining his glass quickly, Ikaris grabs another and sends a telepathic message the entire Black Court

<<*My friends, join me in welcoming Brenthon as our Black Rook. Our Court is now complete!*>>

As the other members responded and passed along their welcomes, Ikaris returned to the foyer where he rejoined Farrah and Morpheus, just in time to exchange a handshake with the Titan.

(I don't think he even noticed I was gone, if I ever decide to give up being evil, maybe I should hire myself out as a matchmaker)

Chuckling to himself, he turns his attention back to the topic at hand.

"Thank you for the kinds words, Morpheus. Some of the credit has to go to both Wyatt and to the White Queen. Their input on this old haunt really managed to pull things together nicely. As for a tour, it would be my pleasure but unfortunately I have guests to attend to at the moment. Perhaps Lady Farrah would do me the favor of showing you what there is to see? Some of the residential suites are especially interesting."

Ikaris raises an eyebrow in Darkchilde's direction, knowing she would not be able to miss the double meaning.

Leaving the two alone once more. Ikaris makes his way over to Wyatt.

Ikaris: "Time to stir things up even more! Go to my study and get the invitation on my desk addressed to Rayden and deliver it for me. I think that our Black Bishop is in for a surprise or two."

Ikaris reaches out and traces Wyatt's lower lip with his thumb before dismissing him.

Ikaris:"Hurry back, you won't want to miss this, I'm sure."
 
:: Being greeted by the doorman, the Siren nodded. She walked further down the hall, exploring each room. The next one was even more beautifully arcitected than the next. As she reached the grand ball room, her eyes wandered around the room, scanning her fellow MoE members ::

:: Maia handed her black shawl to a nearby servanct. She was growing extremely curious as to why she was invited her in the first place. She smiled at Sati, nodding to her. She wanted to talk to her but she wanted to speak to Ikaris first. Making her way around the Mansion, she caught him talking to another young servant, catching his name. Wyatt. It sounded vaugely familiar. Shrugging it off, she put her hand on Ikaris's shoulder ::

"Ikaris, how are you today?"

:: With an arched eyebrow, she awaited a reply. She didn't want to blurt out her question, just yet... ::
 
:: Raydens appears at the outside of the gate with the invitation in his hand. He was puzzled has to why he had been invited there. Lighting a smoke, he approaches the gates and watches in astonishment as they open before him. ::

"Guess I'm expected"

:: As he walks in, he looks all around him in amazement. Climbing the large flight of stairs slowly, he takes the time to finish his smoke. As he reaches the door, he knocks not knowing what else to do and waits brushing his hair out of his eyes ::
 
::As Devon descended down the stairs, he gradually cooled off. He waked back to the hall, and went back to take a seat in the corner. Looking around, he noticed Brnethon drinking, and Farrah and her Titan having a reunion of some sort. He then noticed Maia making her way to Ikaris. He had thought of greeting the MoE whom he has somewhat made aquaintance to, but seeing her approach Lord Ikaris, Devon thought he should wait a moment. He then stood up, and wondered about the Hall a little, with Julis still meekly following behind him::
 
Ikaris smiles at the Siren and motions for a servant to get her a drink.

"Maia, how nice of you to join us. Come let me show you a bit of the place."

Ikaris escorts her through the foyer and into the ballroom. As she takes in the sights around her, he continues speaking.

"Welcome to the Hellfire Club, my dear. The Club exists as a meeting place for an Elite few. Somewhere that you can relax and mingle with your peers. Your skills brought you to our notice and we wanted to have you join us."
 
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