ravenna

First I'll be needin' yer full name, honey. It's for my confidential records. Lord knows none o' the girls actually uses 'em.

My name is Ravenna. My last name is not for public knowledge.

So what do people actually call ya? An' why?

*blinks at her, then stares* People call me Ravenna. That is my name.

Age an' birthday? Just estimate if ya ain't sure, hon.

I am almost seventeen, and I will be on the first of March.

Now you's gonna give me a physical description. Height, build, hair, eyes, the clothes ya wears--everythin' down to the last freckle, ya hear? *gives you a sober look* If one o' my goils goes missin'...well, it pays to be prepared, I always say.

*rolls her eyes* If I go missing, I doubt you will have to deal with it. *sighs* Dark hair, blue eyes, though I do not know how I ended up with those. I am not that tall but I am hardly short. Just average, I guess. I only wear dresses or skirts. I do not wear any jewelry except my necklace. *pulls it out from under her blouse, showing a simple, thin chain with two rings hanging off it*

I know you'll be sellin' papes, but are ya doin' any odder kinda work? If so, I gotta know about it. *gives you a sharp look* Yes, even that.

No, I will not be selling newspapers. *narrows her eyes* And I am not a whore. I work at Lorelli’s Sweets.

What's yer personality like, dearie? Sweet, grumpy, shy, outgoin', overly fond o' the boys? *smiles* It's all perfectly fine here in Greenwich Village.

I am nice enough. I am not really outgoing, I would not say, but I do not need to be. People have told me in the past that I am mean, but I usually am not so without reason. I am not the most patient person, and I have a temper. That is probably true for most people, though. *runs her fingers through her hair, thinking for a moment* I am good to my friends, and I do not waste time on people who do not deserve it. *generally does consider herself better than a lot of people, though she tries not to act like it*

Now, most o' the Village is real keen on the arts. Got any special talents I should know about? If ya sing, dance, act, draw, paint, write, or sweep a stage, I guarantee the goils'll find ya some extra work. *winks* You can tell me about any non-artistic talents while you's at it.

I can dance, but that is not something I am going to try to do for a job. I know better than to do that, thank you very much. Does the fact that I can drink a lot of wine and still function normally count as a talent? I doubt it. Also I speak Italian better than I speak English, but I do not know if that is a talent either.

Any ghosts hauntin' ya that I should know about? I don't mean the kind that supposedly haunts the attic--I mean the bad things that follow ya from yer past, or the bad habits ya just can't seem to shake.

Like I said about the drinking, I guess that could count as a bad habit but I do not think it is that bad. Not as bad as some things are. I smoke, too, that is not that bad either. That is it, though. *glances away* *her family alone is a bad enough thing that follows her, but she doesn’t tell anyone about them and for good reason*

Who ya know in the area, hon? Friend or foe, I wanna hear about it. An' have ya got any fam'ly left?

Mischief is my friend, and we work together. No one else of consequence. I have family but they are no concern to anyone.

Seein' anyone special, dear? *smiles slyly*

*snorts* Hardly.

Now, last of all, baby, I need ya to tell me why you's here. Where'd ya come from, an' what kinda life did ya have before?

I am here because I wanted a place to stay other than my family’s house. Not that I left for any bad reasons, I just wanted to try and be out on my own for a while. Needed some space, that is all. *shrugs* I was born in Italy, but my family moved here not too long after. My mother died of illness before we came over, so it was just the rest of us. Other than that, I have been here in New York the entire time, living with my family. Hardly anything interesting, but that is my life. *purses her lips, not saying anything else* *doesn’t talk much about her family because they are a big name in local organized crime* *being able to live somewhere other than their house was a big step for her, as she was protected almost to the point of being smothered by them* *is only allowed to work at Lorelli’s because Mischief’s uncle is in the know about them and they trust him not to let anything happen to her*

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