As Stella asked for the other’s opinions she began to think. If we do this, I’ll need to speak to each leader separately, which for one is going to be hard without being suspicious, and two, even if I do, what if they tell the others, and that wouldn’t be good… Stella then putting her head down, the thought of her gang being hurt or killed always gave her a headache, and if it did happen and it was her fault, she would never ever forgive herself, always having their deaths on her heart.
"I suppose it would be a good idea... then again we'll never know if the other gangs will turn on their word, You could run down the idea with Buck. He's sure to think up of all the possible pros and cons of an after-treaty." Lilah’s smile made Stell smile back, “Yes, that is what I’m worried about, them turning on their word, well not exactly, just telling the others. Maybe it wouldn’t be so good of an idea, but I will run it by Buck.” Stel said as she then looked at what Lil was wearing. “Oh, and could you put on something more of us, I mean I love that outfit, but we need to look better for the meeting.” Stella said, trying not to sound too harsh, which she usually always did.
"Buck should be here any minute now..." Stell noticed that Lil just came out with a beautiful red dress on. “Yes he should be, I would hate for us to be late. Also, love the dress, the red goes good with your eyes.” She said with a smile, even though Lilah looked like a cute little girl, which Stella loved, she knew not to mention it, Lil didn't like being called a kid, or little as a matter of fact. She tried to remind even the lesser people of the gang not to call Lilah a kid, but most of the time it didn't work, which then got them a slap in the face, which she didn't like, but allowed only for such occasions.
When Buck finally walked into the hideout, Stella flashed him a smile, but a little flirtier than what she gives to the others, which this time was on accident. Buck reminded Stell of her recent husband, which sometimes was a good thing, other times it wasn’t. Mainly the only different was the age, Stella’s husband was 34 when he was killed, but Stella didn't really mind the age difference, to her, it’s love, not numbers. When Buck first walked past Stella, she could smell the cigarette smoke off of him, easily telling that he had a cigarette recently. She noticed his outfit, it was good enough for the meeting, and Stella wouldn’t even try to ask him to change, he rarely did such a thing.
“Hey Buck, please don’t get comfortable, we have a meeting we have to get to, and I kind of thought of a plan for the treaty we have, but I don’t know about it.” Stella said as she stood up and walked back around the counter and closer to the others. “So, now if we may leave.” Stella said as she walked towards the door, letting Lil, Abby, and Buck go in front of her before closing the door behind her, and hurrying to catch up, stopping next to Buck.
“Buck baby,” Stella said before she was about to talk, it wasn’t uncommon to for her to call others baby honey, or handsome, just something she did a lot, “I was thinking, after we manage to kill Grant Richards, what of the gangs will happen after that?” She paused for a second, after almost tripping over some cobble stone, she was in heels. “The gangs will probably fight, and I was thinking of having a small agreement with one or two of the gangs, so we aren’t the first to get attacked.” Stell finished, waiting for an opinion from Buck.
As they continued to walk they quickly got to the meeting place, it looked like every other building around town, abandoned, destroyed, and dirty. Stella sighed as she walked in and then up the stairs to the meeting room, spotting the town gangs she would’ve liked not been there. Sirens and Poisons. The Sirens were just loud, but the poisons, weren’t trustworthy. As Stell looked around the room, three chairs on each side of the table, meaning that only the leader would sit, but one chair was on the ground, as if someone through it. This, this is going to be one long meeting. Stella thought to herself, as she walked over to her seat.
“Sirens, Poisons.” Stell said, to basically say hello. “We are here and just need the others to show up and then we can start.” Stella said as she sat down. “Oh and these are my fellow and favorite gang members’” She then pointed to the gang members which she said their names. “Ms. Abigail Shire, Ms. Lilah Ikuto, and Mr. Buck Clemison; my muscle, second-in-command, and my tactician. All happy to be here.” Stella said, smiling,