[She wiped a small amount of blood off her lip and grinned slightly. So she had been kicked out of a bar, big deal. At least she had made it out with two wallets and the stupid pigs deserved what they got.

Normally, Luka would be more composed than this. Drinking a tad too much and getting into a fight wasn't usually her style but for this time of the year, it should be excused. Although, admittedly she hasn't told many people the reason she hated this day in the year.

And anyway, anybody that talks down about orphans and street rats deserved any beat down they could get and the least they could do was donate everything they had to a good cause. The Luka fund. It had taken an additional ten minutes for the two pigs to be kicked out after she had voluntarily left herself and she was waiting for another change to frisk them for more.

From the small hideaway around the corner of the bar, she grinned. There they were. She muttered under her breath as she pulled out her blade and was about ready to go ambush them.]

This time I'll take everything you've got.