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[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

The last time Santo was in the Bar, he had an extended chat with Melaka Fray (OOC: which is still in progress at the moment, but which has been discussed with Mel's mun). Between one thing and another, the topic of the Bar's security needs eventually came up, as well as the qualifications one might need to have in order to meet those needs.

Well, it turned out that a wrestler with the skill, strength, and willpower to come out on top in throwdowns with vampires, werewolves, evil ex-Nazi scientists, Martians, and international gangsters goes a long way towards those qualifications. Add in his lifelong belief that someone strong and skilled should use that strength for protecting others (and public entertainment, against others of similar skill) rather than for doing harm, and job offers happen.

There's a badge waiting with the Bar when Santo comes into the Bar today. He is good with this. Hopefully there won't be trouble before he can introduce himself to the rest of the people who serve as Bar Security. For now, he would like a drink and a seat where he can get a good look at the goings-on around the place.

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[mnt_donnie]

Don looks up from his pile of computer components and cup of tea. He spots Santo and blinks several times. That's new.

Or, er, Don has never noticed his presence before. And Santo is rather...notable.

"New to Security?" he asks.

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"Si," says Santo, looking up. And also blinking a few times. Nevertheless, he rallies. "Señorita Fray hired me the last time I was here, since I wanted to be of some assistance. Are you... part of that force, by any chance?"

(Because you can't just ask people why they're turtles.)

[mnt_donnie]

"I've helped out a little in the past, but I'm not currently on staff. One of my brothers is the Barman, though. And another one was on Security. I could probably answer some questions?"

He doesn't know everything about how Milliways runs. That would be impossible, not even Mike knows. But he knows quite a bit!

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"That might be a good idea, since there is probably always going to be something new to learn," says Santo. "Are there any repeat offenders or troublemakers I ought to be aware of, if I can ask?"

[mnt_donnie]

"I don't know about any recent ones. Might be best to talk to Mel about that. You mostly have to watch out for people who come in and get frightened, people who think themselves above any laws, or people who get drunk and start bar fights. The first ones can get in serious trouble but don't usually do it again. The second are the worst, especially if they have enemies from home here."

He smiles.

"The last group you mostly just stick them in the cells until they sober up, and the only casualty is a bar stool or two."

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"I've heard a little about that," Santo admits. "There's always going to be someone of that nature. On Earth or Mars or anywhere else."

[mnt_donnie]

"Mars?" Don says, raising his...eyebrow ridges. He doesn't really have brows. "You've been? And it's inhabited?"

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"I haven't been there," says Santo, "but the Martians attempted to invade Mexico City some years ago. They feared Earth's people would take their nuclear weapons and become too dangerous for the rest of the universe, and so they landed in Mexico and told the world that they must abolish all governments and weapons and adopt one language or be annihilated."

He's still not sure why the Martians thought anyone would take them at their word.

[mnt_donnie]

"You must live in interesting times, Señor. You said 'attempted'. They didn't succeed?"

He idly wonders why Mexico City. Usually these things happen in New York.

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"They sent one ship," says Santo, "and started by vaporizing most of the crowd at an athletic meet, to demonstrate what they were capable of. They did some other things- kidnappings, mostly, and some other destruction- but we were able to bring them to a standstill and destroy their ship. Mars never sent any others."

[mnt_donnie]

"Yikes," Don says. "Good work on your part. No wonder you're on Security now. Mars doesn't support any life forms in my universe, but we have had limited contact with other alien races, both hostile and non."

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"I was going to ask if you were one such lifeform yourself," Santo admits. "I'm afraid that where I come from, there's never been a turtle who walked on two legs, so far as I know."

[mnt_donnie]

"No, I'm from Earth. My origins are a little complex, I'm a mutant. But I was born on Earth, even if I'm not human myself."

[a1enzo]

Well, he's interesting. And... "Does this mean I'm not the new guy anymore?" says Enzo, switching his icon to Security badge mode by way of clarification.

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"So it would appear," says Santo. "If it wouldn't be rude- what planet are you from?"

Not Mars, obviously. He's met Martians. They don't look like that.

[a1enzo]

"Earth, technically. I'm a computer program."

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"I see," says Santo. "Forgive me, but you don't look very much like something that came from a punch card, or from reel-to-reel tape."

(1967. What can you do.)

[a1enzo]

"Heh. No, I'm kind of later than that. Computers develop a lot more by 1997."

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"Ah, I see," says Santo. "Forgive me, please; I think there may be a computer or two in Mexico's greater universities, I leave those to the people who need them for their work."

[a1enzo]

"Not your function, I totally get it." He extends a hand. "Enzo Matrix."

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"Santo," says El Santo, and reaches up to shake the offered hand. "A pleasure to meet you, Señor Matrix."

[a1enzo]

"Likewise. So, hey, how come the mask? If that's not rude."

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"A part of my daily life since I was a much younger man," says Santo. "At home, I'm primarily a professional wrestler. Many of us wear these masks in my country, both in and out of the ring."

[a1enzo]

"All the time? And it doesn't get uncomfortable?"

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"Well, some of us more often than others," says Santo. "But I wear mine all the time, yes."