Snippet #2598863

Two weeks after the disappearance the once great club, Pauktis Laimes, the "Bird of Happiness" now a shell of its former self without its actual songbird. The jazz playing over the sound system isn't helping matters either. The few club goers here currently are mostly small-timers. Petty crooks or just some goons down on their luck. Well... mostly so. Hard to tell from the rest of the riff-raff are the rented badges, hired by the Don, likely still thinking the culprit will just burst back in out of habit.

Put to work, Don's second youngest, Rosaline, tends to the tables, she's dolled up though, wearing a fancy hat and dress, makeup, boots, dainty gloves, jewelry, and even contacts making her eyes look brown, and human. It is almost as if she's ashamed of her heritage. The one bit of pride, however, is a lone red rose that adorns the brim of her hat.

"Bet she offed the bird," a dirty looking patron says as she walks by. "Jealousy that she took her daddy's attention from her."

She hears it, but she tries to ignore it, carrying glasses to serve to guests.

"Didn't turn out so hot, did it, babe?" The patron says, gesturing to Rosa.

Rosa stops, glancing over her shoulder at the man. The sound of the glass clattering together can softly be heard.

"Don't know what you're talking about, sir." She coldly responds.

"You better ease up," the patron's friend warns, nudging him. "She's the Don's kid after-all."

"Whatever," the man responds, leaning back in his seat. "Hey, you ain't bad for a freak, maybe you and me could work on that dying breed issue ya got?"

Before he could take another breath a glass hits and shattering in the man's face causing his chair to topple over. He writhes on the floor holding his glass riddled face, the alcohol that was in it doubling the pain. His friend drops down to attend to him, picking the bits of glass embedded in his face.

"Maybe first you should get a doc for your bleeding problem, sir." Rosa responds with a crackling cold tone and a wild grin. "And for the record, I'm going to find her, and I'm gonna own this city, and I'm going to own you."