Natasha Russell (natasharussell) wrote in labyrinthine_, @ 2015-05-07 15:15:00 |
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If you do not know others...
Natasha didn't like the idea of Kelly working in the proverbial Lion's Den, and even less the idea that she knew next to nothing about the place. She knew everything public, sure, but she didn't know what it was to be inside, to have to find places to hide or a quick exit. This needed to change. So, with her hair freshly dyed, and wearing a red cocktail dress that barely skirted the edges of decency while still covering her more obvious scars, Nat approached Labyrinth when she knew Kelly wouldn't be there. Just an evening as another unremarkable customer, what could be more harmless?
'Nina Rakowski' attached herself to some tipsy businessmen almost as soon as she was inside and let them take her through to the casino. Pretending to struggle with English was always a good way to cover slips and make herself seem easy to take advantage of, and being in the middle of a group who obviously belonged was a good way to get a good look at the location without drawing attention to herself. Blowing on dice and pretending she didn't mind them patting her ass got boring pretty quickly, but security was always highest in the casino and it seemed like a good place to start.
Once the hands started wandering too much she excused herself to go to the ladies' room. The bathrooms needed to be checked out too, after all, but she had no intention of returning to the casino. The bar was a quick visit, the layout simple enough to memorize, so with an appropriately excited expression she approached the club. Natasha had heard about the reputation of the place and figured this was where she'd most have to watch herself; but that same reputation made it somewhere she felt she needed to see for herself.
Predictably the club was crowded, so to steel herself for the night ahead she went to the bar and ordered herself a shot of vodka - Russian Standard seemed appropriate - while she looked around for someone to attach herself to. A woman on her own tended to get too much attention, after all.