October Thirty-First.
Vex’s club was filled with people, some in costume and others not. The club’s lighting had been switched from its usual blue-tinted colors to a more autumn-esque type, making everyone’s features look a little orange. The club still held its usual Gothic-air, but it was even more blatant now, with fake cobwebs, candles, plastic spiders, jack-o-lanterns, and various other Halloween decorations. It was all the owner of the club’s doing, having decided to decorate the club this year. He’d sent invitations out to everyone he knew, with the hopes that he’d find some friendly company in the midst of it all.
And so, the Mesmer was relaxed behind the bar as usual, sipping at a pumpkin-spice latte that he’d mixed with Jager. It was an odd combination, no doubt, but he found it pleasing to the season. There was a whole new menu during October at Carpe Noctem, especially on Halloween night. There were a few dancers that he’d hired specifically for tonight as well, which had dressed in-costume (though they were closer to undressed than some had liked). He did his best to ignore them, being humans and all, but occasionally his eyes trailed over to them in his absent-mindedness.
In reality, Vex didn’t need to be at Carpe Noctem tonight. The bartender was there, the dancers were there, the servers were working the V.I.P. lounge, and there were plenty of security guards to keep the place functioning. It was his choice to show up, to help serve people at the bar, because he was far too into the holiday season to really be anywhere else. He hadn’t dressed up, but he was looking his best in his leather-clad outfit. Sipping at his drink, he smiled and glanced over as he saw somebody he’d invited stopping to talk on the other side of the bar. “Ello there, glad to see you could make it~”
“I could hardly pass this up!” Summer sang out. “I haven’t been to a Halloween party in ages, and,” she gestured around, “I was curious to see if you guys celebrate it any differently.” She grinned, encased neck to toe in nearly skintight soft but sturdy canvas, dark blue and black and zipped up the front. A circular logo patch appeared on each shoulder, and two belts encircled her hips – one all little pouches, and one supporting two thigh holsters.
“I had the damnedest time deciding what to wear, too; wasn’t sure if you would want to see me in the leather or the bodysuit.” She winked.