brinary Posted May 23, 2017 Share Posted May 23, 2017 The thrum of the music never shook the bar, surprisingly. After so many years, Ross was still surprised at its sturdiness. And it'd been so cheap to boot! He came in around 6 the evening to begin setting up for the evening. It was the day after Labor Day. He still didn't really understand that specific holiday. But he knew people loved to wild out right after and was excited for the fashions that would come pouring in. After working at Trippy's for so long he came to love all the things he saw. Climbing the back stairs, the man unlocked the door to the establishment and closed it behind him after flicking on the lights. The overheads were the main source of any constant visibility. Everything else was wired to the music. Greyson had been the genius behind LED hue changers. Made things super trippy. Ross flipped over chairs and organized tables, waving hello to the other workers that started piling in. Few people were on staff; the other 'tender, Marce, a DJ up house that was the only one on the constant payroll, Big Boss, two servers, and a cute house-worker who always greeted people. But they were all a family. The founders of the first all-inclusive club in the city. Gazing with pride, Ross cleaned glasses, chatted some, and then went to the back to change. He rubbed horn grease at the base of his twisted bone and pulled his hair into a plait down the back of his head. Fixed his bangs, pulled on a pair of slacks, checked out his ass, and adjusted the sleeves on his button down before entering the Zone. The music was thrumming three hours into work and he glanced sideways through darkened glasses at the similarly darkened window. People were lined up outside to get in. Humans and monsters alike were mingling outside and inside. He felt the sexual energy around him. Hair bristling, tongues flicking out, flushed faces slurring out addresses and numbers. Messy compliments. It was an amazing environment. Shaking a canister, Ross let the top flip off and the nozzle land deftly between two fingers to let the stream of bubbly shoot underneath the drink, changing the color for an entranced customer. She and her girlfriends clapped at the ending trick and Ross leaned forward with a smile, fake bowing, before passing out their drinks. Trippy's was located at the end of a formerly sanctioned off avenue that was the dividing line between human and monsterkind. Even with all the advances in the relations between two different species, it was difficult to not see the markers that said "this is ours," "that is yours." Legislation had to be passed back-to-back for nearly years before they even got to the place of unspoken, mildly hostile segregation. But ever since Trippy's opened, the landmark of a city, the spectacle of charismatic monsters and humans bringing each other together was a showcase of how someone "normal" could outdo the best politician. It was simple. Ross remembered sitting with Trippy as the monster delivered the idea: "Rosey. Lemme ask you this thing here. What's some things we all got in common, humans and monsters alike?" "You're going to ans--" "Sex, booze, and partying! Seduction, boy. Flirting. Pissing on floors. Burping in faces. It's genius!" "Neither of us have licenses to work at a bar, or a club, or make one, or manage one." "Fooey! How hard are they to get, anyways?" Hard! They were really hard to get. But with enough struggle and perseverance, Ross found himself juggling orders and laughing smoothly under attention. Orders started to settle as half past came along, bodies naturally pulled towards the cleared out dancefloor and more semi-professional lounge area. Ross cleaned glasses and organized bottles to await the next customer. Name: Rossamund, nick-- Ross Age: Adult (???); never really thought to count, so the embassy said he was 24 Height: 6'4'' Background: Born and raised underground, Rossamund only knew about the monster human progress from shows he got to sneak and watch. He was sent aboveground when he was a child and fostered in one of the many monster-development programs. While the upbringing was rough, Ross met friends, learned as much as he could, and also developed his greatest talent: eavesdropping on everyone's business. Obtained an associates degree recently and just trying to love life. Please Register/ Sign In, in order to see the links. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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