Carni La Roca

The Start

• Her Past

  From the start Carni's life was shitty. Coming from a massive family, with a junkie mother and a alcoholic father the cubs had to fend for themselves, being the oldest Carni tried to protect her siblings the best she could, always stepping in front of the punch's, taking the bone breaking kick's that her parent's dolled out like candy.
  
  The final straw was when Carni was ten..she came into the bedroom to find her father trying to molest her four year old sister..everything was a blur after that. She heard screaming and what sounded like water dripping, as the red haze lifted she saw her father laying in a heap the broken neck of a bud light bottle jutting from his shredded groin. Trail's of bulging pink intestine's were looped over clawed hand's that had pressed to his gaping stomach as if trying to stuff them back in before he died.
  
  Some how the murder never made it to the press..probably because her daddy owed some money to the Black Claws and they came to collect his daughter when they found out she had murdered her old man in cold blood. The Don was impressed with the girl's attitude, the fire in her eye's when she wouldn't back down..so impressed he took her in and started training her, he needed a successor for when he passed on..and now only time would tell where she would go within the mafia's rank's.

• The Black Claws

  Q: "Now tell me..you say you use to be in with the black claws you were a Consigliere.." The sound of rustling paper's could be heard followed by a voice clearing it's self.
  
  A: "Yes...I was the don's right hand man..also known as his advisor.."
  
  Q: Silence for a few minute's before the reporter would again start asking questions. "And your job was if im reading this right.. you were a mediator of disputes, representatives or aides in meetings with other families..."
  
  A: "..Yes...I was.." The un-ease in the man's voice could be heard.
  
  Q: "I see...." The cocking of a gun could be heard clearly. "You shouldn't have ratted on us.."
  
  The gunshot was muffled by the silencer...the rat's body slipping down with a perfectly rounded bullet hole in the middle of his forehead a fine line of blood dripping down. Moving past the corpse Carni would kneel and press gloved digit's to the man's throat finding no pulse she rose and disappeared. Cellphone coming out before she dialed. "It's done.." Flipping the phone shut it was tucked down the front of her leather catsuit before sparing the corpse another look then she was gone.

• Something Different

  Of course when you had it all and everyone was afraid of you, it grew tedious and rather boring. She wanted to try something else, experience different life styles! When she brought it up with the Don he didn't have any problem with it, he knew Carni would never rat and no matter what sort of job or position she landed in, he would have someone positioned in the same work place, shortly afterwards. He would always watch her, she was still in the family, but he would never let her know that.
  
  Trying out for data entry, it was a failed attempt. Her long fingernails and the fact she couldn't sit in front of a computer, not for eight hours straight, staring at a screen and tapping away on a keyboard. HELL No, that was not the life or style for her, so she moved on to try out a few other things. All of them ended up being failed attempts, at least until she found the strip club. At first she was just a customer, watching the girls dance and move.
  
  At night she would go home and start teaching herself how to perform as both an exotic dancer and a stripper. When she was pretty sure she had what it took, she purchased a few outfits and some matching lingerie then went to audition. It didn't take much, maybe three minutes into the performance before bam! She landed the job.