Posted by Civilian Thalen Kirell (Owner of Soma Nightclub) in Soma Night Club: Grand Opening. (All Welcome)
Soma Night Club: Grand Opening.

Thalen had been working on this place for so long and the first night had finally come. Hopefully advertising had done its job, he walked by the red carp roped entrance past Venn a rather large Orion dressed in a black suit and tie that likely cost more than Thalen would pay him in a month. “Looking sharp Venn,” he said as he entered the building and went to the elevador.

The Elevator chimbed as he reached the 7th floor, he stepped out into the corridor where the payment window and hostess waited T’Vess was a half vulcan half human that had the poise to make the place classy but enough emotion to not scare the clients away. “Vess” he nodded she too was looked stunning in her cocktail dress. “Sir” was all she said as she looked through the VIP guest list for the night.

Thalen wanted to walk through the entire venu before the opening to ensure everything was in place. The club greeted him with two dark, matte-finish double doors, stylized with etched spirals that caught the light only when seen from an angle. Low, ambient house music pulsed from above creating a warm welcome, the DJ had not fired up yet soon the pulse of the room would be intoxicating. The two story space opened, leaving one breathless as they took in the scene, lights and color everywhere. The Bar was to the left it was a twist of cold stone that seemed to cure along the edge of the dance floor, Behind the black and red cabinets pained with glass the displayed all the bottles. Various tapps lined the bar as did golden barstool’s with black and red cushions. Two females and a man worked the bar and smiled as he went by.

All around the dance floor were standing tables small but enough for a group to stand around and talk and hold drinks. He moved quickly across the dance floor various light patterns followed him as he went leaving a trail of light pulsing to the current music. The lounge on the other side of the floor was fixed with a dozen curved sofa’s that each had low tables for drinks and food. The atmosphere was calming and the low light provided for some intimacy in a crowded space.

He moved up the stairs past the mid level DJ booth were the current DJ was finishing the current set up. She was a young human she was on vacation from earth and well know there. He had been lucky that she had been vacationing there. She was dressed in a silver Bikini and covered in tattoos she had a masquerade mask on that looked like a panthers face. “Good luck Cat, if there is anything you need let me know, every thing is on the house.” he said leaning in kissing her on the cheek. She almost passed out and gave a knowing smile. “I’ll see you later” she said slyly.

He moved to the VIP section on the upper platform it looked perfect 4 individual area’s with plush seating tables and personal shielding to have private conversations. The areas was filled with expensive artwork and sculptures from around the quad. Making his way back down stairs he confirmed with his engineer that the four mood rooms were function each room could be set to produce any feeling one wanted to feel, he walked into each one checking them out and then moved to the back elevator not wanting to climb the stairs again.

The rooftop was his crown. To the right, the fire pit flickered in geometric clusters, already fed and ready. Low-profile couches formed half-moons around them. Charcoal gray with bronze inlays. He reached down and adjusted a misplaced pillow, then stood again, satisfied. The infinity pool shimmered under low violet light surrounded by incense that produced feelings of calm and desire. There were two changing rooms with replicators in them to either side of the pool.

To the far left, the grill was warming. Edda was already prepping. She didn’t look up, but he smelled the char-starters igniting,lemongrass and pepper oil filled the air. The outdoor bar stood opposite, built from dark wood,He had it infused with subtle pheromone oils. The longer people leaned there, the more open they became. Nothing criminal.

He looked around and smiled, he had already given the staff their pep talk, so he made his way to his office to wait for the place to fill up.

By ten pm the place was bumping, a line 60 people deep curled around the corner of the building, people dancing and laughing and enjoying the new place. It was not as expensive a place as it looked at least the main floor, pass for the VIP and Roof section were very expensive.

Thalen Kirell
Owner: Soma Nightclub.

In the penthouse apartment of the Starfleet building where the Lieutenant Governor lived, Eela Dasca stepped down front hall, her glittering low-heeled sandals clicking on the natural floors. From his place on one of the two sofas in the living room, Roger Kellen looked up and whistled, not bothering to hide his admiration for her appearance. “Damn, now I kind of wish I was going, but you’re right, we’d draw too my attention together. But, uh, how do you expect to avoid it yourself, my dear?” he asked as he once again looked her over.

Eela soaked in the attention with a flirty grin and then spun in a slow circle, careful not to lose her balance. Gone was the professional government worker and the classy social butterfly. Eela was going for a very specific look: sexy glamour. She intended to draw attention but also fly under the radar. Unless she wanted someone to know it was her, tonight she was adopting her alter ego who hadn’t been out to play in quite a few years. In fact, the last time was when her and a few old friends (including Roger) met up for R&R about three years before her accident. Tonight, ‘Uvie’ was dressed in a deep teal dress with magenta and saffron yellow flowers and deep green leaves printed all over. The sweetheart neckline accentuated her cleavage and went over her shoulders in thick straps. The bodice was boned so everything formed a V-shape at her waist and that successfully hid her brace. The thick and stretchy fabric followed the curve of her hips to her knee, but the skirt was draped over itself in the front at an angle to form a V-shaped slit just above her knee. It was perfectly modest unless she chose to cross her legs and show off a helluva lot more leg. She had a sheer black shawl draped over her shoulders and the aforementioned sandals were gold. Gold hoop earrings were partially hidden by the wig of light brown hair that fell in a straight sheet to the bottom of her shoulder blades and was cut in blunt bangs in front that covered her forehead. Eela left her eye colour the same, but wore more dramatic eye makeup and a slightly shimmery lip gloss that matched her lip colour.

Planting a hand on her hip, Eela smirked. “Oh, they won’t be looking for me here tonight and if by chance someone does recognize me, it’ll likely only be because I let them.”

“Woe be to the random person who is swept under your spell,” he teased.

“And if they are?” she asked with a laugh.

His gaze turned more serious as he appraised the woman who has been in his life so long that he scarely remembered when she hadn’t. “Then have a lot of fun, but be safe.”

Eela smiled softly at him. “Always.” She grabbed her gold clutch and headed for the door. “Don’t wait up.” She let with the sound of Roger laughing. For asplit second se wanted to ask him to come after all, but she knew what was behind that and she had been honest with Kenzo at that lunch at the Eden Cafe that she wasn’t ready for anything with Roger. She had a lot of things to work through first.

Approaching the club on foot, Eela joined the line with one bodyguard, Agent Gan. The Bolian was also dressed up in a sexy beaded dress and Eela amused herself trying to figure out where the weapons where stashed. She hadn’t even objected to her detail’s demands for the outing given events lately. Just because she wanted to let loose and have fun, didn’t mean she was out to put herself in harm’s way. As far as she knew, two other members of tonight’s detail had arrived earlier to give the thumb’s up n the club and were already inside. Gan hadn’t said anything about it, so Eela assumed everythign was fine.

They waited in line like everyone else, and chatted like any friends would. They kept the conversation to unidentifiable topics but they were speaking about real things and she was secretly glad for more of a chance to get to know Gan. When they finally reached the front of the line, She flashed a grin. “Two for Uvie. I have a third person arriving in a little bit.” Cort was joining her as her suggestion, but they also agreed that arriving together would draw too much attention.”

~Eela Dasca, Incognito Lt. Gov.