Stella Sterling agreed to the meeting.
Often, one person's strength is limited. Some things require a collective effort to accomplish.
At three in the afternoon, she arrived promptly on the 23rd floor.
She was bundled up from head to toe, wearing an incredibly thick down coat and a scarf around her neck, her long hair coiled up inside her hat.
Even though the meeting was just in their own building, she figured that with so many people gathering, there was no way they would all fit inside someone's apartment. They would probably end up in the hallway, and there was no telling how long they'd have to stay. It was better to be prepared.
With the issue of warmth sorted, Stella Sterling grabbed her large blade and headed out. Since she was going to someone else's territory, it was best to be cautious.
On her way downstairs, she ran into other people also heading down.
There were quite a few familiar faces among them, including several people she had taught a lesson to before.
