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“You never know dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away,” Veronika sang softly, her newborn son’s head resting against her chest. His tiny hand gripped her finger as she placed a soft kiss on his head. “I promise when we get home I’ll play you a version of that song by someone who can really sing,” Ronnie said quietly. “Your Mom is a much better dancer than she is a singer…” Mom. She was a mom. It was such a strange thing to think about, one Ronnie was still having difficulty wrapping her brain around. A soft knock at the door pulled Ronnie from her thoughts as she looked over and smiled at the familiar face.

“Come in,” Ronnie insisted, doing her best to sit up without disturbing Nathan sleeping. “Though I warn you, one look at this kid and you might never leave.”

It was all she could do to smile, be polite. Veronika was blood, and there was no doubt that the child she held in her arms was now the crown jewel of the entire Auditore family; as Fiore studied the child, however, all she could see from the doorway was a gigantic liability. Where others saw the most precious blessing that could be bestowed, she simply saw a gigantic blow to the integrity of the empire everyone worked so hard to build... a weakness that she was sure no one knew exactly how to protect.

A waste of valuable resources.

Fiorenza had never been, and would never be a maternal kind, as others were. Yet as she entered the room out of pure obligation, and even partial curiosity, the mask of normalcy made it impossible for anyone to tell her emotions were anything but sincere. “Well, look at you.... so maternal already.” Her voice was quiet as she smiled politely, her eyes traveling to the child in her arms, the distain at the sight something she found herself physically swallowing.

“Look at you, the newest member of the family...” she cooed, although the sound of her own voice made her grateful that Richie was nowhere to be found, surely he’d mock her forever for such a tone. “You must be thrilled, Ronnie... he’s lovely.”

#convo: Veronika Auditore #flashback obviously because I suck

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The summer sun shot through the window at around five in the morning. Rays of warmth and joviality highlighted the sinister smirk manifested upon Richie’s sharp features, whilst gradually dissolving the rest of the shadows in the room. The room was a fucking mess; a suffocating composition coupled with an offensive colour scheme, ridden with week old stains, overrated Russian literature whilst everything was out of place. Without being biased, it didn’t take much observation to understand exactly what the owner of this home lacked.

Perhaps, had he paid more attention, Richie Lombardi wouldn’t be sitting in his kitchen right now.

“What the-” The Russian loyalist stumbled backwards, bumping into the cabinet besides him, and rushed to pull out a gun.

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Her time will come. I just wish it to be at my own hand.

Dead Russians are the best kind of Russians. And now the St. Clair girl is safe, I suspect our streets will be littered with them. Can’t think of a better ‘welcome back’ gift than that.

Grazie, Fiore. How’ve you been in my absence? I’ve heard only good things.

Well lest hope they’re feeling merciful... maybe that will truly be a possibility in the near future. I’ll keep that in mind, should the opportunity present itself.

It’s like the work is done for us. They really make it too easy.

Managing, although I can’t tell you what a relief it is to have you back. Things certainly weren’t the same. I apologize for not visiting more frequently, I assumed you’d rather me help with things here.

#convo: Alessia Auditore

Such a shame to hear about poor Sofia. It’s always those who least deserve it that find themselves a victim. Let’s all hope she is being treated with the same respect her family offered the St. Clair girl.

Imagine that...a Russian pays the price for their family’s actions. What a concept. I only wish I’d killed her when I had the chance... no matter now, I suppose. A dead Russian is the best kind of Russian.

You look well, Alessia.

#convo: Alessia Auditore #oh hai

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Quick recap: Alessia is awake and the Russians clearly still suck.

Did you at least shove those pocketknives down their throats? Because that would really bring some much needed sunshine into an otherwise shitty few weeks.

... it’s like I never left.

I debated, but I assumed that my revenge is best-served cold. I’ll hunt them down and make a mess of them eventually, I just assumed, all things considered, outside the airport terminal may not be the most convenient place.

How are you doing?

#convo: Veronika Auditore #on Ronnie #you silly silly you

Ever consider carrying something more than a blade? Maybe something that packs a little more punch? They’d think twice before pulling knife on a lady such as yourself.

I’m Alessandro Coccioletti, by the way. Flew in from Roma yesterday, and I must say, I’m not sure I see the appeal of this place.

I mean, the company is quite enjoyable, but the other families here seem to need a healthy dose of fear.

What is it that you all do for fun in these parts?

Blades are only less-useful than other weapons because of how they’re wielded. I assure you, I’ve never had any issues. If they were even the least bit intelligent, they’d know better to begin with.

Your name sounds familiar. It’s nice to meet you, Alessandro. I’m Fiorenza Vespucci, but feel free to call me Fiore. And truthfully, we’re very much in agreement regarding that aspect, but family is family.

I have a few games I enjoy playing. It’s been quite awhile, though... with all that’s been happening, I’ve been far more focused on trying to keep my family together.

I’m curious, Alessandro, what is it you’re in Launceston for, exactly?

#convo: Alessandro Coccioletti

Freshly back in town, I take it? I’m new to the place, I had some Russian bloke attempt to take me on the in airport terminal itself. I think the dogs could use a reminder of who’s in charge here, don’t you?

I had some business to take care of at home, but yes. They were all quite fortunate my cab had arrived, and I’d yet to retrieve my own blade from my bag, otherwise... well, I can’t see how that would’ve ended well for any one of them.

They could always use a reminder... they’re quite the forgetful bunch.

#convo: Alessandro Coccioletti

It’s always so difficult to know what you’re going to miss when you leave for any bit of time here... but when I hailed a cab next to a few of the Russians outside the airport and they pulled their pocketknives, I think it’s safe to say they haven’t changed much.

#convo: open #don't judge me for this awful ass starter

I know that, too. I’ve gotten lectures from Marcello and my grandfather, but anytime I try to sleep I worry I might miss something and anytime I try to eat I just feel sick. But I’m going eat something tonight and at least attempt to get some sleep, so it’ll be fine. I’ll be fine.

No one is going to let you miss anything. Trust me, they’ll come and get you if anything changes, I’m more than sure. If you need anything, let me know.

#convo: Veronika Auditore #psh she don't know

That’s what I told Dante. I’ve been born and raised into mob life, but this…is something else.

There’s no way to know what’s to come, but it certainly can’t be like anything we’ve even seen thus far. I can’t even imagine...

#convo: Marcello Lomazzo

That is kind of a default setting of mine.

We share that sentiment, I’m afraid. I’ve seen a lot of shit here, Marcello... nothing like this, though.

#convo: Marcello Lomazzo

Yeah, I know. I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be such a downer by dumping all of this onto you. It’s just been a long few days. I’m running on very little sleep and barely any food.