Yang traversed the shady alleyway, avoiding the same trashcan that was in her way for over a month now. She glanced to her left, looking into a small window at a family huddled around a radio.
"Ugh, I'll never understand how anybody can deal with having to rely on hearing only to get the news." She thought to herself, turning to face a small door, seeing the slit open.
"Wilson runs at midnight." Yang said sharply, the door swinging open in front of her.
Yang stepped in proudly, her long blonde hair nearly getting closed in the door behind her, to which she didn't notice. She glanced around the bar, taking in the atmosphere. She spotted a bunch of brutes in the corner and made a mental note to stay away from them.
"First time at a speakeasy?" The bartender asked, her white hair swishing back and forth as she rapidly gave out drinks to the customers at the bar.
"Not exactly, I'm Yang Xiao Long. Maybe you've heard of me?" Yang spoke loudly, slowing all motion in the speakeasy to a halt. Eyes bore deep into her skin, some from fear, and other hatred.
"Of course, Ms. Xiao Long. I was unaware we would have guests of such importance." The bartender answered, quickly correcting her stance, making her short frame seem miniscule at best to Yang.
"
Ms. Schnee, owner of the Schnee Speakeasy, I'm assuming? It's good to meet you." Yang said as she sat down at the bar, her arm reaching out to shake Weiss' hand.
"Of course. What brings the great Yang Xiao Long to my speakeasy?" Weiss asked, her hands shaking as she poured Yang a beer.
"I'm here for a certain person. Hold the beer, princess." Yang said, her eyes scanning the room. "Anyone here know of a Blake Belladonna?"
"I do! Just spend a night with me first!" A brute from the corner yelled, his friends erupting with laughter.
"Pfft, as if. What about you, princess?" Yang said, turning back to the shivering girl at the bar.
"S-She's upstairs. Room #3." Weiss stuttered, nearly dropping the full glass of beer on her foot, catching it at the last second.
"Thanks a bunch, Weiss. Here's a tip for your help." Yang replied, leaving a wad of five lien bills on the counter, adding up to 200 lien total.