Thread: Say Goodnight ((Retro and I))

The night was already abuzz outside the newest and hottest club in town. In a short time it had skyrocketed from the 'new spot' to the creme de la creme of the night life scene. Already there were lines winding around the front and sides of the building reaching out towards the parking lot and street. This in of itself would not be shocking for any club in of itself. But when one took into account the sheer size of the club known as 'The Nite Bite' it became quite a bit more impressive. The building was several times what you would expect of your typical club and that was one reason that people had flocked to see if it could live up to the idea let alone succeed. The exterior was flashy and lavish with just a hint of the modern gothic motif that seemed so fitting giving the name. It stood easily three stories tall and the thrum of music could be heard coming from inside. The line at the front of course wrapped towards the largest parking lot and lead to the main dance floor where the typical throbbing dance beats could be heard. But then looping around the fare side of the building and descending to a sub entrance was another set of doors leading a a darker set of floors and booths where the melodic thrumming of more gothic music could be heard. Yet a third line wound around the back and up a set of lavish stairs to a second story landing where an open air cafe had tables and two large doors lead into a posh retro club currently pumping out dance music from the 80s. It was obvious to any who spent time even outside that the Nite Bite catered to many tastes. But that was only the beginning. Once inside any of the three 'main clubs' you realized that aside from the large primary floors there were side rooms all with their own sound proofing to isolate the mood. The main floor had a set of double doors leading to a hall and another set of double doors which opened to strobing lights of a trance club on one side. Then smaller doors on the other side that lead to a trendy sports bar with lavish Italian coffee machines. To complete the bar there was of course a digital jukebox and numerous big screen tvs. The second floors raging 80s dance party had a large hall that then split in two directions. To the right was an actual pool hall and arcade with a stage for comics to perform on. To the left were doors that lead to a literal blast from the past, an actual swing club complete with band stand. Downstairs in the sub-level beyond the deep melodic thrum of the hard rock and symphonic rock, lay a calm and smokey hookah bar to one side and an actual coffee shop to the other where jazz could be heard and a small stage for poetry sat. Most shocking of all perhaps was that each of the side clubs also had rear doors leading to lobbies and elevators or stairs that could link to the other floors. What made Nite Bite such a shock and surprise is that it seemed to have something for everyone and none of it seemingly tacked on. The lavish quality was constant through each room and even in the halls and elevators. The building was a giant compared to other clubs and none of that space had gone to waste. What was perhaps most shocking was the enigmatic figure known only as Janus who it seemed was behind this lavish example of entertainment excess. Those who glimpsed the man would hardly guess he was the charismatic force behind Nite Bite. He stood at over six feet and every inch of it was powerfully corded muscle. Janus would not have been out of place on a calender of muscle men that women ogled but he looked every bit as appealing wrapped in the expensive Italian suits he wore about the club. His long blonde hair was neatly pulled into a tail and blue tinted shades hid the actual color of his eyes from the casual observer though the simple fact was they were a shocking ice blue that seemed to both pierce and swallow those who gazed to long into those pools. All in all one could say that Janus was the perfect specimen of Alpha Male as if he had simply walked out of the collective fantasies of modern women and existed simply to make them swoon. He stood in the private booth overlooking the main dance floor with a wolfish smile as he debated bringing several of the more voluptuous vixens from the dance floor up to entertain him for the night.