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[OOM: Taking care of business.]

Santino moved into Milliways, walked calmly to the bar and ordered a pen and paper. He quickly wrote a note to the bar in general, and attached it to the noticeboard.

To all who may be concerned,

Agents Sands and Maladicta are both currently serving time in the cells. If they're willing to speak in a civil tongue, visitors are welcome.

Sincerely,
Salvatore

The vampire, tasks now complete, sat himself at an empty table and commenced people-watching.

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"Salvatore..." Oh, look, the other vampire.

One of them, at least.

"Serena." Santino gave a small bow. "Please, sit."

"Thank you." She does so. "Mal. I am worried about her." Much worried, she might be to go right into a serious subject without niceties

"Then allow me to allay your fears." Santino leaned into a proper sitting position, flashed Serena a smile.

"I have dealt with the problem. I think it is a matter of time, now."

"You changed her mind and soul? Or you removed what took advantage of her... weakness?"

"There's nothing wrong with her. There was an outside influence, and I've destroyed it."

"That is what we disagree on, Santino, my dear... the devil only plants seeds in fertile soil."

"Then we are made of nothing but earth. All can come under his influence."

"But some are less of a challenge." She waves a waitrat over.

"For the Devil, little is a challenge at all."

She orders her usual drink... a small sigh, and she nods, simply dropping the subject.

"You do not like her?" Santino asked, with a slightly amused eyebrow lift.

"I am not blaming her. I was saying that she has a weakness that makes her open to such external influences. But it seems my opinion is not shared with anyone, so, I will hold my concerns to myself and not bother people with it."

"I won't be insulted, if you follow your opinions with evidence." Santino replied, with an easy smile.

"I have read her Aura."

"That must have been odd." Santino replied. "What did it look like?"

"Interesting, revealing all kinds of small exploitable weaknesses." Or so she says.

"We all have our weaknesses." Santino replied, shrugging.

"And we should not try to improve ourselves? We should not help others improve too?"

"That's not what I am suggesting at all." Santino replied, calmly.

"What did it look like? Literally? That is not a trick I can perform myself."

"The visual impression would mean nothing to you. The fact is... Mal has a dangerous indulgence tendency. Coupled with a less than average ability to control destructive impulses."

Serena receives her drink, and takes a sip. "She is lacking in moderation and self-control, which is specially dangerous, considering she is a vampire... even if a different kind than me. She is similar enough to be vulnerable, and that vulnerability was exploited."

The steaming mug is set down. "Unfortunately, she will not accept my help, and most likely, would take my assessment of the situation as a personal insult, assuming I was accusing her of consorting with the devil on her own free will, or any kind of foolishness an upset mind can concoct."

"That is why I bring the matter to you, Santino."

Santino listened quietly, until the matter was put before him.

"And what would you have me do?"

"Have you do? Nothing, as I told you, Mal does not want me near her, and so, I am unable to plan for and decide on a course of action. She does not want my help." Another sip of her drink. "It is your decision, Santino. Just a minute ago you were dismissing my concerns completely, or assuming I was trying to blame Mal."

"But what decision is that? What do you want me to do about this problem?"

"What you think can done to make sure Mal does not fall so easily to external influences? There is a limit, Santino dear, when after enough external influence, a person becomes that way... personality changes, and soul becomes tainted."

"She's in the cells now. I put her there. I just hope I've destroyed the source of the problem completely."

"If you need help making sure... I am a witch, and a seer."

"Thank you." He leaned forwards, put a small kiss to her cheek. "If I require your aid in future, I'll call you immediately."

"Just be on alert. For your own good, Mal's, and everybody else. A corrupted vampire is a most dangerous thing."

"As we've seen. Thank you."

"Besides that... how have you been?" Efortlessly swtiching to latin, pure and correct.

If he's people watching, he should easily see Aubrey sitting over there in a booth.

Oh, wait now he's gone from the booth. He's now sitting across from Santino.
"Good evening."

"Evening." Santino replied, a smile forming on his lips easily.

He leans back in the chair, hands resting across his stomach.

"How have things been going for you? Well, I would hope."

"Very well. And yourself, man?"

"Pretty well myself. Though, Mal ending up in the cells puts a small downer on how well it's going."

"I regret I had to put her in there, for her own safety." Santino replied, with a small look of remorse.

He tilts his head lazily to the side. "How bad did she get?"

"She was going to Turn Sands. I only intervened because I was worried what kinds of retribution would be coming if she had."

There may be a faint smirk at that. Turning Sands, for some reason, sound amusing to him. "Retribution from Sands or from security?"

"Everyone. I think she may have harrassed others here in-bar, too."

"Wouldn't be everyone. She was a peach with me."

"She was to me, too. But I know there's been others to whom she's been worse."

There's mock surprise on Aubrey's face. "Worse than peachy? You mean, she was just normal? Heaven forbid."

"Don't tease." Santino mock-admonished.

Aubrey gives a small shrug. "She'll be fine. She'll get out. And those of whom she wasn't completely nice to that really matter to her, and her them will forgive her. Because really, when she gives sad eyes, no one can resist them. And everything will go back to normal."

Santino nodded.

"I've been approached by some who have felt threatened by her, though I don't know what solution they expect me to have."

"Maybe they think that you can sway her to be...less threatening to them?"

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