WHO: Calamity & Hala WHEN: April 14th- evening (About a week after everything went down) WHERE: Rat's Club WHAT: Calamity needs to visit her first love. And explain. While avoiding her sisters.
Ever sinve Calamity had seen Hala at The Damned' compound, she'd been trying to figure out what she was going to say to her. While Hala had been held prisoner by Ajax, to send a message to her brother, arguably the power behind the current reign, and to Calamity's own oldest sister, it hadn't exactly been the best time for Calamity to reunite with her first love. And technically the reason she had been sent away and unofficially disowned in the first place. But that hadn't stopped her from telling anyone who got some thought in their head about hurting Hala more than was 'necessary' that she would shoot them in the dick. And if they thought about telling Ajax, she'd shoot them in the dick and then their stupid face. It helped that Hala was smart as fuck, kept her mouth shut, made no trouble and was able to avoid any unneeded attention or violence. Calamity chalked it up to her being from a Korean mafia family and knowing what to say and do, and that everyone was doing a job or doing something out of loyalty.
Which was also why she wasn't super worried about Hala being pissed at her or refusing to see her when she showed up unannounced at her brother's club. Zion might be a different story, but she wasn't that worried about Zion interfering in his sister's business. Hala understood survival and doing things out of loyalty. Now, they might have different loyalties now, but again, this wasn't something that Calamity was thinking too hard about. And since she'd waited a week before showing up at the club, where she was pretty sure none of her sister's would be, tempers shouldn't be too hot.
Getting into the club wasn't hard for her, despite the fact that she used to be part of the ruling family, her new embraced dyke look wasn't one most rats who knew her would have associated with her in the years since she'd been banished from the rodare. Dressed in a button up- mostly unbuttoned to show a lacy bralette, tucked into her tight black skinny jeans, which were tucked into her matte black Doc Martins, her mirrored sunglasses on her face to hide her eyes, the lesbian slid into the club easily. Hazel eyes moved around the club, her training kicking in as she took in every detail, finding Zion and his inner circle in the VIP section, noting every body guard and security person easily as she moved to the bar and ordered a beer, playing one of the many necklaces around her neck as she waited for her drink.
She saw Hala with her brother and settled at the bar, waiting for her to break away from him. A few beers later and Hala was dancing with a cute brunette in a sparkly, short dress. Calamity waited a few songs, until she took ordered a vodka and cranberry and moved into the crowd. She'd flicked her sunglasses into her short hair and danced through the crowd, sipping the new drink until she 'accidentally' bumped into Hala's dance partner, who turned as Calamity did and her drink 'accidently' spilled all over the other girl. Calamity immediately played the bumbling happy apologetic dancer and tried to mop up the drink, but was waved off by the other woman, who excused herself to clean up.
Calamity turned to face Hala with a grin on her face.
"Sup'." It was clear by Hala's expression that she was completely on to the other woman. Calamity ran a hand through her hair and knocked her glasses off her head, catching them quickly and tucking them into her shirt instead. She couldn't tell if Hala was amused or not.