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Scrawled on a black invitation in beautiful, gold coloured handwritten calligraphy is the date and time of the party, as well as one of Vena's addresses. Beautiful waterfront property just outside of a nearby city. The time on the invitation is listed as 8PM. Vena's attempt to accommodate any guests who may not be able to face the sun. Vena has a preference for nighttime anyway.
The home, itself, sits on a large piece of land with a well manicured and expansive garden on one side, and the harbour on the other. Inside, the home is very open, with plenty of space for party goers to lounge, and plenty of rooms for them to disappear into. There are only two bedrooms closed to the guests: Vena's own and one that that he keeps for his partner. There are floor to ceiling windows that look out over the large deck (where there's ample seating and a fire pit that will have a fire burning all night) and the harbour.
The decor and furnishings, themselves, are all dark shades (and not all white like in the picture!) of varying colours. Greys, blues, reds, and black, of course, with gold and silver accents and the occasional white showing up in a variety of places to break up the darkness.
There is a vast array of finger foods and an open bar, as well as a chef in the kitchen should anyone desire something a little more substantial to eat. He may even have a few humans set aside who are willing to be fed on, should that be what someone wants. Well, more like they're willing to do anything Vena asks, but to Vena, it's all the same thing.
As for the actual guests, an invite has gone out to anyone who isn't human, from demons to mythical creatures and everything in between. That isn't to say that humans aren't permitted (as more than snacks and servants) because they are, but as a +1. They must have something not human to accompany them, who will then be responsible for them for the evening. Don't let you humans get out of hand and ruin it for everyone else. The dress code is semi-formal and the colours are black and gold, just like the invitation.
Vena, himself, is dressed a little more than usual, with a few pieces of gold jewelry and some simple black around his eyes to fit his chosen colour scheme.
More for Lucifer :3
All throughout the first part of the night, Vena paid no mind to the guests entering his home. He doesn't need to watch every single person who shows up. That would take up his entire night. It's difficult to ignore, however, when one guest's arrival changes the entire atmosphere of his home. He watches the way some of those around him react before finally conceding and turning toward the door, toward the one who's taking attention away from him. Not that he really needs to see who it is to know who it is. He can feel it in the air.
Vena gives it a little time before he seeks out his newest guest (well, the newest one that he actually took note of). He leaves his own companion mid-conversation and makes his way to Lucifer, inserting himself into the middle of the group that he's made himself a part of. He tips his head to one side as he looks over the Dark Prince, reaching out to runs his fingers over the golden cape. "Ancient Rome wasn't part of tonight's theme."
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Once he's close, Lucifer turns all of his attention to Vena. The host deserves as much and an incubus will desire as much. He expects the same reverence in the places he holds dominion over.
"Is it forbidden? I don't recall seeing anything about a specific era on the invitation. Shall I take it off?" Right here, in the midst of the party? Lucifer isn't modest.