black sheep come home.
Who: Selina Kyle (felinefetale) and you.
When: September 13th, after the sirens. She's been directed here by a few people on the network. She just couldn't stay in.
Where: Club Zero
Summary: She has a slight concussion. She's drinking bourbon. She's interested in the city and the criminal underworld. CLEARLY THIS IS GOING TO END MARVELOUSLY. This can be slow ( Read more... )
When: September 13th, after the sirens. She's been directed here by a few people on the network. She just couldn't stay in.
Where: Club Zero
Summary: She has a slight concussion. She's drinking bourbon. She's interested in the city and the criminal underworld. CLEARLY THIS IS GOING TO END MARVELOUSLY. This can be slow ( Read more... )
Ella certainly knew she got a few odd looks herself when she walked in the door, running a hand through her hair and checking a list in her hand with a small yawn. Working two jobs was bad enough - working overtime with two jobs? Sucked. She really needed to convince Hattie to get a job somehow.
Spoiled brat.
It wasn't long before she caught on to one of the odd looks and spied Selina working her magic at the bar. She was a bit apprehensive about approaching the lookalike, but she couldn't deny the curiosity. So she slowly made her way towards the other woman.
"Selina?"
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The uniform, the hair. She wanted to laugh.
This could have been her ten years ago if she'd had a normal life. A normal family. A real job.
"Got it in one, doppelganger." She replied dryly, a soft smile playing on her lips.
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She had to be lying about her age.
That aside, even as worn out as the woman had to be on her first arrival, she seemed a lot ... classier. Ella felt remarkably plain next to her. She'd disagree about the "normal life" part though.
"Oh please, call me Doppel, there's no need to be so formal." Ella waved a hand with a laugh, leaning against the bar idly. "You have no idea how much of a mouthful Doppelganger can be. Nevermind in introductions." She pretended to consider. "You know, I'll shorten that even more for you - you can call me Ella. I won't mind."
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Ahh, small talk. This was the part she enjoyed the most. The introductions, the exchanging of nicities, the pleasant calm before the storm. Once upon a time Selina wouldn't have even bothered with this, but times had changed. She'd changed. Besides, this place was new. Nice and untainted. It wasn't as if her face was known, well - not well enough for anyone to pick her out from a crowd or write something about her, or be at all interested in her life. But now there was the problem of a girl who looked just like her. All be it from a few years ago. The slightly rosy cheeks she'd never had, the smile that appeared so easily, the smile that was never fake.
Selina saw problems in the future. Lots of problems.
And she felt almost responsible. She smiled the perfect page six smile.
"Can I get you a drink before you start your shift?"
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"Thank you. I love your name too - it's really classy." And Selina certainly pulled off classy even as bedraggled as she arrived. Wow, she even had the perfect smile. Ella didn't think she could pull off a smile like that.
"Really? Thanks, I think I'll take you up on that." She motioned to the tender, ordering a non-alcoholic drink. Strawberry margarita, more than likely. She can't get drunk, but she'd rather not take her chances.
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Selina raised an eyebrow, indicating to the empty bar stool next to her. Ella seemed so sweet. She was reminded of the nice girls, the homely girls, the ones who left home looking for better things in Gotham - but ended up slumming it in the east end. Of course this was all made stranger because it was Ella. It was her clone by the look of things.
"Can I ask," Selina questioned, playing with her glass, "Does this happen often? People who look almost identical?"
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She tucked a strand of hair behind an ear as she glanced around the room briefly. "Honestly?" She glanced back to Selina, capturing her own glass, rubbing a thumb against the cool edge. "I would normally say no. But I can't say for sure - I haven't seen anyone here that resembles another person like we do. Does it bother you?"
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Yes. Of course it bothered her. It bothered her because she'd been here around six hours and she already felt semi responsible for another person. Not even because Ella needed looking after, no. Because she was unfortunate enough to share a face with a theif and part time 'hero'. Well - it's more like a hobby really. She'll get the time back in lieu anyway. Eventually. Selina hopes.
"No, no."
She drums on the wodden bar top with her fingers, still smiling
"It's just strange, that's all."
No need to worry the girl, after all.
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