Veronika Noir was known as many things. Beautiful, passionate, classy and among the most noticable. Proud. She and Harmonia had much in common at the end of the day but what separated them was their upbringing and what they would do to achieve their goals. A few months ago the Queen of Hearts would have broken the leg of her hated rival Chris Yukine without the blink of an eye, instead her arm got broken, sending her into a downward spiral of depression and thinking things over. Veronika liked her life and she liked how she looked but in her last match with Chris, were the brutally beat down each other to the point of nearly killing each other, all that was buried in deep in the Franco-Austrians soul had come out. And she rememberd who had made her the way she was.
She was sitting one side of the table in a restaurant near the LAW Arena. After they got chewed out in the evening, she did'nt had dinner yet and now after all that had went down...she needed a big breakfast. People who only knew the Queen of Hearts from her Talk Show or in the ring or maybe even from her touring with several Burlesque Shows would'nt believe what would go down in this restaurant right now as she had the menu before her eyes. "Yeah, the Bacon Burger, The Chicken Burger, the curley fries, the chili cheese fries, onion rings, tiramisu...yeah that should do it. Oh, they Toast Hawaii too...", the Queen of Hearts said and put down the menu looking at the person she had come with here. It was absolutly absurd when you thought about the things these two had done to each other not 12 hours ago but still, Sachiko Koizumi was with her, sitting on the other side of the table. She looked at the waiter and then to Sachiko. "What? Have you written that down you idiot?" "Wha-ah, yes, Mi-Miss...",the skinny guy said, scratching the back of his head.
Veronika sighed and saw a pack of cigarettes next to Sachiko. She grabbed for it and pulled one out before she lightened it.
She deeply inhaled the smoke, closing her eyes and her face almost got peaceful, as the waiter started to point out the obvious. "E-Excuse me Miss...smo-smoking is'nt..."
Veronikas had flung around and the smoke of the cigarette shot out of her nostrils right into the face of the poor guy who started coughing violently, the Queen of Hearts looking like a dragon turned woman as she squinted her eyes. "No one asked you, so get your skinny ass back into the kitchen and get me my goddamn food, pencildick!", she hissed through clenched teeth.
"Yes, uh, what did you call m-aaaah..."
The right hand of Veronika held the cigarette, the other one had grabbed the groin of the waiter, clawing onto his testicles. "I called you little bitch! Now go and bring us our food and we have no problems. I take a Cuba Libre, strong. Think you can handle that?", she asked.
The young man violently shook his head. "Yesyesyes...please..."
Veronikas features lightened up. "Good boy. Now off you go, fly, fly, fly.", she said and then turned back to Sachiko. "You surely don't mind do you? As you are the reason I started this again.", she said and pointed to the cigarette before taking another big breath, puffing smoke into the air. "I stopped two years ago, makes bad skin. But yeah what do you know? Sukebans...tch...", she said and shook her head. "Girls whose Daddy did'nt give them enough attention so they are coping with behaving like idiots.", she said. It was true, the relationship between the two fresh partners was still strained but Veronika did'nt sound as hateful as she usually did. "Well, we all have our problems with our parents, don't we?", she asked and looked back at Sachiko almost with an understanding look. "Some of us more, the other ones less. Well, we are stuck in this now, lunkhead, so we better stop concentrating on each other but rather on the bitches they throw at us. And what to do with them...", she said with a dubious tone in her voice. Veronika leaned herself back, taking another puff and looked at Sachiko. "Because one thing is absolutely clear, we both won't go through with the babyface shit...at least...", she pressed the cigarette out in the seat next to her and grabbed for the next one.
"...not in the ring. Of course, our deal was to be the face team...but there are many ways to play this game.", she said and looked back at her new partner.