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Ella Claire Gainsborough {Beauty} (bookshelved) wrote in bellumlogs,

Ella had been in clubs like this before. Her mother had sent her after her father plenty of times in her youth, and she'd found him in shady bars and high-class strip clubs alike.

Tonight, however, she was meeting a woman. The elusive Heroine from 501. She'd contacted her for a few reasons: First, because they'd both been singled out in the anonymous post, and given that another one was due any moment, she wanted to have a chance to talk to the woman. Second, she wanted something to take her mind off the afternoon meeting she had planned with Daniel tomorrow.

It was cold outside, but warm in the club, and she unwound the scarf she was wearing as she approached the bar to ask for James.

"Excuse me, I'm here to see James, if you would. She's a dancer here," she told the bartender, not sparing a glance for his tattoos, and not yet noticing the woman at the counter.