Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby
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				Title: <strong>Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 15:09:45</strong>
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				The room was expansive and bright with tall, deep windows carved into the smooth, handcrafted marble.&nbsp; Just inside the front door stood a mammoth statue near twenty feet in height of the Greek goddess Peitho who is draped in a long toga with an arm outstretched in an elegant and beckoning fashion.&nbsp; Light from the midday sun flowed in through the plethora of skylights above to bath her in luminescent glory, but she was not the only figure to grace the rather decadent entrance hall.<br><br>Venturing past her gracious figure, one would find a black and white checkered floor made of the same hand chiseled marble.&nbsp; To both the left and right were a pair of semicircular alcoves with windows carved into the curvature of the wall which allowed more light to flow in and illuminate the two statues who observed each who entered.&nbsp; On the left was Eros, holding a magnificent harp.&nbsp; His head was adorned with a laurel wreath while his body was left bare for all to witness in awe, and just as Peitho's arm was outstretched to beckon all inside, Eros' own arm reached out and downward as if to beckon those who entered to join him in his carnal ventures.<br><br>To the right, in his own alcove was Dionysus.&nbsp; His head was also wrapped in a similar laurel wreath, but his arm was not outstretched.&nbsp; Instead, his right arm curled up with his hand grasping at the neck of an intricately carved and decorated urn which rested upon his shoulder with its imaginary contents flowing out to fill the glasses of all and any who dared enter into the festivities further inside.&nbsp; His left arm was bent down with his hand resting on one hip to hold a toga which had apparently fallen loose, exposing him to all who viewed.<br><br>At the far wall was the last of the once powerful figures.&nbsp; Standing a little taller than the others was Priapus with his signature erection, standing long, thick, and proud out and upward from his body.&nbsp; Behind him was a smooth, white semicircular alcove which he stood just in, and water flowed down its sunlit surface in ripples and waves, giving the entire chamber a rather calming ambiance as the sound echoed softly.&nbsp; His head remained unadorned, showing his slightly curly locks which hung down to just above his shoulder.&nbsp; His face was bearded, and his eyes looked down into the chamber in just the right way so that anyone inside, no matter where they were standing, might feel his seductive gaze.&nbsp; His body was also unadorned so that all may view his virile glory without obstruction.<br><br>At the foot of the statue sat a rather large and ornately carved desk.&nbsp; Columns were carved into its front to mimic the columns lining the edges of the large lobby which looked to be of the elegant Ionic order.&nbsp; The desks surface shined in the light as the lone figure behind it stood, shuffling papers and and organizing appointments.&nbsp; He was the receptionist, operator, or concierge.&nbsp; The man went by many titles, but his job remained the same.&nbsp; He'd been running the Olympia Baths for years now, and inside, he was the grand marshal.&nbsp; He made the rules, and had enforced them on more than one occasion.&nbsp; He was the sole person who gave access to what was behind the rather large doors which stood to frame the desk on either side.&nbsp; Those who had been patrons for years knew him as Eduardo, but those who were new or infrequent customers only called him 'Sir.'<br><br>He was nearly always busy even if it did not seem so, and he only looked up when someone approached the desk.&nbsp; Eyes which shimmered in the light much like the glimmering pools deep in the Baths looked up to stare at the next customer to enter.<br><br>(http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/5186/modelmain9.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 23:25:34</strong>
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				<div align="center">* Riorden (http://i623.photobucket.com/albums/tt317/in_the_dark_photos/Male/brown%20hair/gaston_willig/gaston_willig_4.jpg) * Character Sheet (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163693.msg7601174#msg7601174) * o/o (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=4514.msg151178#msg151178) *</div><br>While it wasn't exactly early in the day, Riorden walked into Olympia Baths early for his first shift. His understanding of the place wasn't exactly clear, or more accurately, he didn't want to think on it too much to be clear. What ever was before him in this unique men only subculture wasn't something he had a choice to walk a way from. It was hard enough to survive on his own in this city with multiple roommates, a coffee shop job and random music gigs, now he had to support his mother and his sister's two kids. Regardless of what he would or wouldn't choose for himself he loved those kids. <br><br>His nervousness wasn't exactly well hidden, but the 22 year old was the type of guy who rolled with what the moment dealt him, so he crossed the lobby with a sure stride. The reason he didn't want to linger wasn't because he was embarrassed to be seen there but his brown slacks and polo shirt, while nice, wasn't the quality that the clientele would wear. One had to be rich to be able to afford membership to this club and he rich wasn't but he was pretty and musically talented and they had an opening for an entertainer so here he was. The pay was enough to make him over look that the confidentially agreement he had to sign was worded strongly and the innuendo that 'entertaining' might involve more than singing or playing a musical instrument, hospitably might involve more than making sure a man had a fresh drink or towel. <br><br>All those uncomfortable thoughts were pushed out of his mind has he adjusted his guitar case on his shoulder and smiled at Eduardo. "Hello again Sir." He said with a easy smile to the man who had hired him. There was something about the man that made him uncomfortable, not threatened though he wouldn't want to piss the man off, but uncomfortable. Riorden wondered if the man ever smiled or relaxed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caehlim</strong> on <strong>26-01-2013, 23:53:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i425.photobucket.com/albums/pp340/daggeroflath/tumblr_mfjn49GNI41rkqayvo1_500_zpsfe937118.jpg)</div><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trent</span></div><hr>For his first journey to the bathhouse as a member, Trent had agonized over his wardrobe. It was also the first time he'd ever selected his clothes for the bathhouse, normally Isaac had chosen what he would wear and what he would bare. It was the collar that was most heart-wrenching. He loved it and loved wearing it, but he couldn't help but think it might give people the wrong idea. So that simple, beautiful band of leather remained lovingly behind in his nightstand.<br><br>He had dressed in a simple white shirt, expensive but in a casual style over dark slacks. He had made two concessions to leaving his collar behind, one was a simple knotted leather cord necklace and the other was a leather strap watch wrapped around his left wrist. The feeling of wearing something around his neck and something binding his wrist, ironically making him feel more free and confident. Before entering the building he had unbuttoned his shirt to bare his chest, he'd worked hard on building that tone and it felt right to show it off.<br><br>When he entered the lobby, it brought with it a sense of nostalgia. Every time he had been to the bathhouse with Isaac he had crossed this room and it brought back sweet and painful memories. He remembered how Isaac would stop and talk to Eduardo each visit, giving Trent the simple instruction "Say Hello, boy". He would as ordered, say hello to Eduardo and that was the extent of their interaction, but after sitting silently through so many conversations he felt as though he knew the man. <br><br>He approached the desk and saw another man standing there. It wasn't anyone he knew, which was surprising given how long and frequently he'd been going to the bathhouse. He smiled at Riorden, warm and friendly, enjoying the prospect of meeting someone who had no idea of his history. He gave the other man a friendly nod, but turned his attention to Eduardo. He had something he wanted to establish quickly and despite not wanting to be rude, chose not to wait for Riorden to finish dealing with Eduardo before handing an envelope across to the concierge.<br><br>Trent knew that Eduardo would be aware of his new lifetime membership. He hardly would be kept uninformed and Trent was quite certain that it had been Eduardo's signature on one of pages inside. Still, he was keen to set the record clear from the very first moment. He was no longer a guest and a slave, he was a member and he belonged here. As he gave the papers over, he said a very simple "Hello", to Eduardo with a slightly pained smile at the memories it evoked. He missed Isaac.<br><br>He turned back to Riorden with an apologetic look, "Sorry to push ahead. I just had to hand those in. I'm Trent by the way, don't think I've ever seen you before". He said, while his mind echoed 'I don't think you've seen me before'. Maybe Riorden would give him a chance to practice who he wanted to be, without having to deal with a prior first impression.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 01:11:24</strong>
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				Eduardo kept his had down, eyes flicking across the computer screen at the order guides he'd been looking over for the new dining room being added to the bathhouse.&nbsp; It would be opening within the week, and he had to be sure that everything the kitchen staff required was in order.&nbsp; At the same time, he knew that two people, both of which he knew, were walking across the large lobby toward his desk.&nbsp; Even deep in thought, he sat in his giant desk chair like a king upon a throne, only looking up when Riorden finally spoke.<br><br>His eyes met the man's own and the images of the audition he'd put him through flew into his mind.&nbsp; There was no sex ever involved in interviews, but Eduardo made sure that each and ever new prospective entertainer would not shy away from taking the initiative in that arena since the clientele would be much less subtle about their desires.<br><br>"You're early.&nbsp; That is good.&nbsp; Go on through.&nbsp; Change into something appetizing and make some rounds," was all he said before he turned to Trent who had shown up just as he'd finished his orders.<br><br>"Trent," was all he said as his demeanor changed when addressing the young man.&nbsp; He hadn't really ever addressed him before at all, but now, he was a member.&nbsp; The tone and privilege was different.&nbsp; There was a marked difference now in the young man and not just physically.&nbsp; "It must have been difficult," he mentioned, looking toward the absence of the collar around Trent's neck.&nbsp; He took the envelope and set it beside the keyboard on his desk.&nbsp; "You'll get no quarrel with me.&nbsp; Everything is in order, so I only wish you enjoy yourself just as your late master had," he said with a nod and gestured to the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 05:21:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div style="text-align: right;"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Darryl E. Walker</span></strong><br>(http://photos.modelmayhem.com/photos/110321/10/4d878dbb79593.jpg)<br>Character Sheet (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163693.msg7601268#msg7601268)</div></div><br><br>Stiff, rigid, smeared over too many working hours to keep count of for far too long a time in a row now, Darryl, in full, finely cut anthracite grey suit (minus the tie he had nearly torn off in the limo) was more than ready to relax. Preferably soaking, warm, fuzzy and serviced thoroughly while nipping on something alcoholic of a fine vintage. The Olympia Baths could provide and sate his desires most perfectly and thus he had cleared his agenda, making it very clear that he would be unreachable for as long as he desired to unwind, and had set proverbial sail. None dared to object, not so much due to the nature of the stern company chief, but more due to how those who had the right to object to a suddenly disappearing Walker also knew quite well how the bounce in his footstep and the clear, sharp mind would be once again back after such a vanishing act. The only cell he was carrying was a private one, and only to ring his driver to pick him up again.<br><br>Of course Darryl had had more than enough training and experience to keep his current state from his features and out of his stance as he strode through the lobby as if he were heading to yet another meeting. He didn't so much ignore the other men before Eduardo's desk, but didn't wait for all too long for his curt nod and quiet address. If he'd wait too long, he might simply come undone on the marble and he'd rather keep face, even here, as this was still semi-open space. Minimally, he'd untie his long hair that was still in its tail and tightly pulled back.<br><br>"Eduardo. I trust everything is in order," he greeted the man in a non-descriptive manner, shooting him a faint smile that nowhere reached his eyes, the only hint to just how exhausted and stressed he was the drumming fingers on the man's desk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caehlim</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 13:23:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i425.photobucket.com/albums/pp340/daggeroflath/tumblr_mfjn49GNI41rkqayvo1_500_zpsfe937118.jpg)</div><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trent</span></div><hr><br>Trent looked over at Eduardo with gratitude. The man clearly understood, at least somewhat, what Trent was experiencing and had the empathy to comment on his change of circumstance without drawing too much attention to it. "Thankyou. It's difficult adjusting, I miss Isaac, but I've got to try... it's what he wanted. It's why he gave me those." He nodded his head towards the papers that Eduardo had collected.<br><br>He gave a polite nod back to Riorden and the new arrival, before heading through the doors as indicated, making his way towards the locker room (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163930.0).
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GothicFires</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 18:18:23</strong>
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				<div align="center">* Riorden (http://i623.photobucket.com/albums/tt317/in_the_dark_photos/Male/brown%20hair/gaston_willig/gaston_willig_4.jpg) * Character Sheet (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163693.msg7601174#msg7601174) * o/o (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=4514.msg151178#msg151178) *</div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Responding To...</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163926.msg7613389#msg7613389">Quote from: Ryven on 27-01-2013, 01:11:24</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Eduardo kept his had down, eyes flicking across the computer screen at the order guides he'd been looking over for the new dining room being added to the bathhouse.&nbsp; It would be opening within the week, and he had to be sure that everything the kitchen staff required was in order.&nbsp; At the same time, he knew that two people, both of which he knew, were walking across the large lobby toward his desk.&nbsp; Even deep in thought, he sat in his giant desk chair like a king upon a throne, only looking up when Riorden finally spoke.<br><br>His eyes met the man's own and the images of the audition he'd put him through flew into his mind.&nbsp; There was no sex ever involved in interviews, but Eduardo made sure that each and ever new prospective entertainer would not shy away from taking the initiative in that arena since the clientele would be much less subtle about their desires.<br><br>"You're early.&nbsp; That is good.&nbsp; Go on through.&nbsp; Change into something appetizing and make some rounds," was all he said before he turned to Trent who had shown up just as he'd finished his orders.<br>....<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163926.msg7612980#msg7612980">Quote from: Caehlim on 26-01-2013, 23:53:04</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trent</span></div><hr>...<br><br>He approached the desk and saw another man standing there. It wasn't anyone he knew, which was surprising given how long and frequently he'd been going to the bathhouse. He smiled at Riorden, warm and friendly, enjoying the prospect of meeting someone who had no idea of his history. He gave the other man a friendly nod, but turned his attention to Eduardo. He had something he wanted to establish quickly and despite not wanting to be rude, chose not to wait for Riorden to finish dealing with Eduardo before handing an envelope across to the concierge.<br><br>...<br><br>He turned back to Riorden with an apologetic look, "Sorry to push ahead. I just had to hand those in. I'm Trent by the way, don't think I've ever seen you before". He said, while his mind echoed 'I don't think you've seen me before'. Maybe Riorden would give him a chance to practice who he wanted to be, without having to deal with a prior first impression.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163926.msg7614908#msg7614908">Quote from: Saerrael on 27-01-2013, 05:21:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Darryl E. Walker</span></strong><br>...<br><br>Of course Darryl had had more than enough training and experience to keep his current state from his features and out of his stance as he strode through the lobby as if he were heading to yet another meeting. He didn't so much ignore the other men before Eduardo's desk, but didn't wait for all too long for his curt nod and quiet address. If he'd wait too long, he might simply come undone on the marble and he'd rather keep face, even here, as this was still semi-open space. Minimally, he'd untie his long hair that was still in its tail and tightly pulled back.<br>...<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div></div></div><br><em>... Change into something appetizing ... </em> Those words mad Riorden very uncomfortable but the young man smiled to hide it. He didn't know if it was the fact that he was actually going to go through with debasing himself to make money or the nonchalant way Eduardo addressed him. Deciding they were both here to make money, not hold each others' hand in comfort, he almost continued to walk on but the man behind him had smiled at him. He didn't want to be rude by ignoring the acknowledgment, especially since he worked here and it was his first day. <br><br>He had a few seconds to look at the man, and another approaching. It appeared that looks might even be a requirement for membership because the two guests, even Eduardo could be considered handsome. The nervous youth handing a packet to Eduardo had smooth skin and a strong jaw line. The man with long blond hair looked stressed but there was no denying his beauty. But that was as far as he was willing to think about it. Riorden was a man who could acknowledge the good looks of another man but that's as far as it went, wasn't it?<br><br>"No need to be sorry Sir." He didn't use Trent's name, even though he had been introduced. "I'm an employee here and today is my first day." He replied with a warm smile that touched his blue yes. The other man nodded and went to the locker rooms.&nbsp; That was his cue to go, after all he had been instructed to go change and get to work. <br><br>"I hope you find the relaxation you need, Sir." He said to the blond, letting his eye contact linger a little longer than necessary. He bowed slightly and took himself and his instruments to the locker room (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163930.0) so that he could become more... appetizing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caehlim</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 18:35:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i425.photobucket.com/albums/pp340/daggeroflath/tumblr_mfjn49GNI41rkqayvo1_500_zpsfe937118.jpg)</div><hr><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Trent</span></div><hr><br>"Oh, congratulations, I hope you like working here." Trent said to Riorden, silently wondering what type of work the musician was here for and how much he understood about what sort of place it was. But as quite possibly the newest member of the bath house it really wasn't his place to be commenting, particularly in front of Eduardo of all people. So he kept his comment neutral and polite, hoping that the place wouldn't be too tough on the new guy. "If you'll excuse me, this bag's getting heavy, so I'm just going to go put it away in a locker. I might see you around."<br><br>And with that Trent hefted his bag up on his shoulder and left the room.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 21:06:46</strong>
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				He smiled at Trent, making the conversation no longer than possible to ease any awkwardness and hurry through the mounting number of arriving guests and employees.&nbsp; Darryl, a new member, was next after Trent and Riordan.&nbsp; The older man gave him a polite smile.&nbsp; He was amused at the circumstances behind the man's membership.<br><br>"It is, indeed.&nbsp; I need you to initial one document, then you are free from here forward to come and go as you please," he explained and slid a perfectly crisp and clean document across the counter toward Darryl with a pen.&nbsp; The gold embossed seal of the bathhouse was seen at the very bottom, and above that, was a blank line with today's date written in next to it.&nbsp; Eduardo's signature was just next to it in reference to signing off on the membership.&nbsp; It was all up to Darryl now to sign the final paper to allow him entrance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Braioch</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 21:17:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/c6611ec638e5af103d2e5e8b8e84cda7/tumblr_mhapimmV0z1qfvicmo1_500.jpg)</div>It had been sometime since he had been here, handful of months really and it would be easy to say that he had missed the place. Ornate, hedonistic and filled to the brim with pleasures galore, enough to enjoy your time, even when you lose track of the time you spent. Yet despite his time away, it was never too far away from his mind, but a man had his priorities and his business and formal life came first and foremost. Work hard and play even harder, and it was time to get a bit of play time in for himself. A bit of R&amp;R away from the hustle and demand of the city was more than called for, he'd been working hard, he deserved some fun.<br><br>Shoes echoing on the unforgiving floor as he strode in, eyes surveying the place. As opulent and perhaps a bit overdone if given an honest opinion. Still the whole of the effect was fitting for the sheer hedonism of the place really. If you were going to create a place built purely on the pleasures of the flesh, you where going to go a bit over the top on the decoration. Very Roman temple of the flesh and sex really, and he could appreciate that mentality.<br><br>Eduardo as ever was in the same space he was whenever the place was bringing in people, if he wasn't here then he was off doing whatever he did. Having demands of his own that took him everywhere, he had to have a faint respect for the man who could work from desk. Faint respect if only because his own duties were spread across the city and he was a firm believer in having a personal touch when it came to running his operations, rather than one building and it's outlaying areas.<br><br>"Eduardo, busy as ever I see," voice low and smooth, the voice of a man wholly confident in himself and his abilities, "haven't been having too much fun while I was busy and away have you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>27-01-2013, 21:54:31</strong>
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				He turned his eyes to Kane who had just entered, his own formidable gaze meeting that of the younger male.&nbsp; "Fun is a mater of perspective, Kane," he said with the hint of a smile beginning to form upon his face.&nbsp; "I'm sure you'll soon be having fun though.&nbsp; We just re-equipped the dungeon.&nbsp; I'm sure you'll want to break things in down there.&nbsp; The equipment, I mean," Eduardo shook his head once in the direction of the door.&nbsp; "I wouldn't want to keep you waiting," he smirked and turned back to Darryl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 05:39:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div style="text-align: right;"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Darryl E. Walker</span></strong><br>(http://photos.modelmayhem.com/photos/110321/10/4d878dbb79593.jpg)<br>Character Sheet (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163693.msg7601268#msg7601268)</div></div><br><br>He hadn't recalled addressing, but flicked his gaze towards Riorden anyway, be it briefly. This was not the company, he should relax, unwind, and not take for granted that he was known and respected. Not that the dashing male his eyes trailed over for longer than he had intended had been rude in any a way. Darryl was just worn and, fuck, he needed to lighten up. "Thank you," he responded just as quietly as he had addressed Eduardo. If the young pretty needed more, than he was out of luck Darryl decided.<br><br>Turning back his attention to the desk and the man behind it, he mirrored the smile offered automatically. "Of course," he replied at the mentioned document. There was always paperwork, never a lack of, why would it be different here? Inwardly he sighed at himself and he determinately kicked the negative train of thought from his mind, picked up the pen and signed the paper.<br><br>With yet another arrival, he hoped that this was all that was needed of him. Though, of course, his boundless curiosity had him turn attention once more, and this time his gaze dropped unto a man that actually managed to make him swallow dryly.<br>Sexy, dangerous, well kept and familiar. Light blue eyes narrowed ever so slightly while he watched Kane. There were rumours about this man in all the circles he normally moved through. A lot of them. Darryl, there and then, hoped a few of them had been correct. He refrained from wording his address, but managed a polite nod, though he nearly did not manage to return his attention back to Eduardo.<br><br>"Thank you," was, maybe a tad hoarse, shot at the man "I may need directions, though."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Braioch</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 13:38:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/KaneAndreas.jpg)</div>Giving a low chuckle, he nodded, "sure, if you don't know how to make whatever you do enjoyable that is." Raising a brow at the mention of the dungeon, he glanced in the direction of the indicated door, "well you have been busy while I was away. I think however, for now I shall wash up a bit and admire any other additions to the place you might have incorporated."<br><br>Giving the man next to Eduardo a passing glance as he turned, smoothly walking from the two of them towards the locker rooms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>28-01-2013, 16:55:05</strong>
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				Eduardo eased the paper from the counter after it had been signed, noting Darryl's gaze toward Kane.&nbsp; "His bark is worse than his bite, at least in here, but then again, he knows better," the man chuckled and turned to lean against the counter and face the doorway into the bathhouse.&nbsp; "Through those doors, you'll enter the main bath hall.&nbsp; Signs will point you toward the locker room as well.&nbsp; You'll see the same for the dungeon," he said rather matter-of-factly.&nbsp; "Any door that is not marked is a private room.&nbsp; There is an indicator outside each door to let you know if it is locked or not," Eduardo explained, leaving the rest up to Darryl.&nbsp; "Please...enjoy your stay," he grinned and gestured to the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saerrael</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 01:10:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright"><div style="text-align: right;"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Darryl E. Walker</span></strong><br>(http://photos.modelmayhem.com/photos/110321/10/4d878dbb79593.jpg)<br>Character Sheet (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163693.msg7601268#msg7601268)<br>To (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=163930.msg7627334#msg7627334)</div></div><br><br>"As long as he bites," escaped him, evoking a crooked half-smile on earlier unmoved features. It had slipped, but still, it was a step.<br>Flicking his gaze from the man to where said man was looking, he made a few mental notes on both the directions given and the tone of voice used by Eduardo. The locker room. He had a key, it had been given to him with the instructions to use it when he saw fit. He was too curious to not go for such a tempting lure firstly.<br>At the mentioning of a dungeon he raised a brow. That did sound interesting.<br>"That sounds clear. I'll find my way, I'm certain," he replied, inclining his head slightly, then grinned "Oh, I think I will."<br><br>With that, Darryl was off, through the door indicated and seeking the locker room, fishing a key from inside his jacket.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cthonig</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 04:21:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e3/Cameron_Monaghan_1.jpg)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp; Galen sat in the Ferrari for a minute, a bit nervous. Brandon, Uncle Kearney's driver, had come over and helped him get ready. He checked the bag to make sure he had the final form Brandon had brought over and he had signed – Brandon notarizing it.<br><em>&nbsp; &nbsp; As he had prepared to sign he said, "I guess if I go that means I am gay."<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;"Why? Gay mean you only like men. Having sex with men mean you like men but say nothing about if you like women. You go if you want to have sex with men, only that. Mean nothing about who you are."</em><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Remembering the exchange calmed him. He grabbed the bag, got out and locked the car. Galen headed for the door, not really looking at the building. He opened the doors to a large luxurious room with epic statues adorning it. He wondered for a moment if the outside had been as luxurious but he wasn't there to see the architecture. He saw a door closing at the far end of the room as he stepped past the first statue. He strode to the desk looking at the other statues but really admiring the one of Priapus behind the desk.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Galen tried to ignore the tingling of his hole and the empty feeling inside him that made him horny for the statue. He switched focus to the man behind the desk he was rapidly approaching and tried to remember if he had been told the man's name. Then it clicked – entrance blocked by a ward: Ed-ward-o – Eduardo. He pulled out the final form, glanced at it to make sure one last time it was the right bit of paperwork and presented it.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; "My uncle arranged my membership. An employee of his is a notary and witnessed my signature," he says as he hands it over. "I'm Galen."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Roen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2013, 07:18:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fd/Rob1.jpg)</div>"Fire her." Were the first couple of words any of the lobby dwellers could make from Robert's phone conversation as he walked into the spacious entrance hall. The young male was dressed in a recently purchased Armani dark gray suit. Some would say that Armani had become too obvious; others might deem it a cliché, yet Rob found that one can never go too wrong while sticking to the classic- slick mixture of gray cool-wool and silk, two buttons suit, sleek cuts, clean lines, a darker button up underneath and a pair of fine black leather shoes. Utilizing his shades Robert could have easily passed as one of the fashionable business men in those black and white Italian movies, which have conquered the international cinematic culture all those years ago.&nbsp; "Fire her." Rob indifferently repeated into his phone, his voice was cold and somewhat bored. "Fire her. Fire her. Fire her." He nodded as he walked across the lobby, the soles of his recently shined shoes squeaked against the spotless floor. "Mmhm. F-ire her. Fire her. F- Daniel, this is becoming quite tedious." The man said dryly, "Because all of that is irrelevant." He sighed and shook his head, "Yes. Yes, I have, and every additional piece of excruciatingly detailed information you so generously provided only made it clearer to me that your only course of action is to give her a promotion." Robert paused for a moment, "No, not 'really', fire her. And have your lawyer take care of the abortion. No, not your company's lawyer, you Nini." <br><br>Robert stopped in front of the counter, sighing into his cellphone. "Uh, Daniel. This is well beyond embarrassing by now. Worse than that, it's boring, and that is unforgivable, my friend. Goodbye." He ended the call, quickly switching the device to 'Do-Not-Disturb' mode. The man leaned against the counter with one elbow, swiping through the folders on his smartphone, seemingly ignoring both Eduardo and some new ginger he has never seen at the bathhouse before. "E-du-ardo." Rob chanted as he examined some sort of information that caught his attention, "How are you doing, my friend?" his tone was emotionless and indifferent as before, and when he paused to remove his sunglasses, the stunning blue eyes were as cold and as detached as a couple of dark blue marbles. "I trust my room is ready in case I will require it?" whether or not he actually noticed the other guy, he did not acknowledge him or his right to be serviced first.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 01:01:19</strong>
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				Eduardo glanced at the piece of paper given to him by Galen.&nbsp; It seemed to be all in order, and he could recall the conversation with the young man's assumed uncle.&nbsp; All he needed was the signed paper that Galen had just provided him to make things official.&nbsp; "Mm...I see.&nbsp; Everything is in order now.&nbsp; Feel free to go on in now and enjoy yourself," he said, gesturing to the door.<br><br>Approaching the counter next was another of the bathhouse's regulars.&nbsp; Rob was his name, and like most men with money and means, he held little regard for anyone or anything other than himself even if those other people were his equal though the man probably thought that there was no equal to him.&nbsp; Eduardo didn't care about such things.&nbsp; All he cared about was keeping his customers happy though not at the price of putting up with bullshit.&nbsp; Alex had given him authority to turn away anyone who became a problem.&nbsp; After all, their fee had already been taken for the year, so it wasn't like they could really do much other than cancel for the next year.&nbsp; There were always investors looking for that kind of place though, and more often than not, the offending person turned their behavior around.<br><br>Eduardo turned his attention back to his computer screen until the emotionless question passed his ears.&nbsp; He didn't look up, but instead gave a slight grunt, "Fine."&nbsp; He'd said it with as much emotion as Rob had given him.&nbsp; "It should be ready.&nbsp; I don't recall it ever not being so," he said gesturing toward the door for him to go ahead inside.&nbsp; There was no need to check in once membership was confirmed which with Rob, it had.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Olympia Baths 2.0 - Lobby</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cthonig</strong> on <strong>31-01-2013, 07:25:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e3/Cameron_Monaghan_1.jpg)</div>&nbsp; &nbsp; Galen looked over his shoulder at the guy who just walked in and was openly berating someone in what should have been a private conversation. He had learned to smile politely at such people and pretend they mattered. He turned back to Eduardo.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"Mm...I see.&nbsp; Everything is in order now.&nbsp; Feel free to go on in now and enjoy yourself," Eduardo said, gesturing to the door.</strong><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; "Thank you," Galen said.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"Uh, Daniel. This is well beyond embarrassing by now. Worse than that, it's boring, and that is unforgivable, my friend. Goodbye." Robert ended the call.</strong><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Galen looked at the man now at the desk and smiled politely at him while looking him over. He looked like he kept in shape physically. He nodded to the man who ignored him then he nodded to Eduardo and headed through the door. <br>&nbsp; &nbsp; It was nice to see that the entrance wasn't the only well-appointed part of the facility. He strolled down the hall towards some singing which had just started and he casually looked into the first room until what he was seeing registered. A young nearly naked couple were getting going at the side of the pool. Not totally ready for that he moved on.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Next was a very nice locker room. He didn't see anyone but thought he heard someone shifting some items. Galen moved on. He turned the corner and saw that the corridor continued for quite a ways with doors on both sides, some open. He ventured down the hall glancing into the few open rooms. He was surprised to see a variety of men in various states of undress and positions including some actively having sex with the door open. When he ended up back at the Communal Bath Hall he didn't recall turning any other corners even though he must have. The singer had stopped. He went to the locker room and sat down on the bench to collect himself.<br>
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