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Capitu & Dante

“I can keep up, would be a disgrace to my family if I couldn’t,” he was after all of Russian descent. It has been a while since they had a family night where they just drink and catch up. Maybe something to suggest to Daria at some point. However right now he was with Capitu. Who was an impressive drinker to say the least. He downed his next glass. “That far back? Yikes,” then again there were supernaturals that were living for a lot longer than humans do. Medicine was something he knew nothing about so he couldn’t really comment. THough it did make him a little worried should he ever end up in there. “Yeah one of the places my family owns, Nebula, the strip club are a few others,” he added. Dante laughed and shook his head. “You know I have never tried that as a chat up line? I mean sure it’s impressive but it’s just an interesting fact about myself. It’s not what defines me,” well it defines his ability to run a business. “Just depends on what you are looking for. I’m a workaholic, who loves going to the gym when ever I have a free moment. I hang out with my siblings too. I would doo anything for them. What about yourself? I know you are more than a pretty face,” he asked

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"Yeah? I for one wouldn't mind taking you down. I love coming on top of larger rivals." Okay, so maybe that hadn't come across the way she wanted it too, but the liquor was starting to take effect. "If not further. Some of the techniques they teach us are efficient but very outdated and most current medical professionals are too overwhelmed to dedicate any of their time into researching better approaches. If we took into consideration the kind of technology we have at our disposal, we could reform just about every existing procedure but it would be tedious work. I'm not saying I want to bring the whole system down. Just improvement where it seems necessary." But talking to older professionals about anything new was offensive and the asshole would rather die than try something new. Fossils. 

"Never?" She didn't sound suspicious, just curious. "Well, it'll work. If the person you use it on is superficial." One usually associated business owners with a generous income. "So you're a devoted brother. That could work as a line," she chuckled, taking her glass and turning it over before refilling it. "You think I'm pretty," she sang along, laughing in a care free manner only alcohol allowed. "Well, aside from my obvious beauty, I am bound to work. I used to be a lot more fun. Dancing on table tops, skinny dipping in any lake out of route. Used to drive my parents insane. I earned myself a bit of a reputation as a wild child. Who would have thought? Not that I’m above any of it,” she clarified. “I just lack the time now.”  @danceofsins​​

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Enzo & Shiva

“and boredom can be dangerous,” she commented from her own experience and others. Being a demon hybrid meant she could perceivably live forever. Only down side is if you do die due to the demon essence it was probably not so easy to go upstairs. Something she really should ask next time she sees Gabe or Luci. “At least you know what you are getting with honesty,” she agreed. Shiva definitely did not appreciate being lied to and it was one of the things that did manage to piss her off very quickly. “I don’t do things in small measures,” she shrugged. “Sushi, interesting guilty pleasure,” she shook her head. “well since you slink away from that one I will as well. Chocolate, now I know chocolate is not that bad, but I’m talking a whole big bar… When it comes to chocolate I have no willpower,” she confessed. 

    "  "I think the best risks I've ever taken were out of boredom." A habit he'd been cultivating since childhood. "I despise being bored; will put myself in jeopardy to avoid such a thing." It was best he lay everything out now rather than have her cuss at him later. "My sentiments exactly. I find beating around the bush to be a waste of time." He no longer had anyone to answer to, no one he needed to make excuses for. He was his own guardian and, therefore, found himself carelessly being blunt. "Chocolate," he repeated, amusement oozing from his voice as his gaze danced along her figure. "Duly noted. I'll be certain to purchase some any time I find myself in need of obtaining a favour by you." His shoulder bumped into hers. "If there's one thing I lack willpower, I think it's probably alcohol. Or sex. Sushi, however, I only indulge in once every blue moon." @danceofsins​

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Maggie & Keith

“Theo? Yeah, they have a interesting relationship” Keith spoke, waving it off - relatonships were one of the reasons clients most often ended up in his office, but as far as he was aware, neither his brother or his brother in law ever made an attempt to hide other partners from the other. Which was good, because Keith had no desire to see them in his office - or the office of any of his peers that worked in the city. “Him much more than me. I have to be approachable for my clients without any sort of baggage attached to me, after all.” Keith pointed, out, before grinning with a chuckle. “Your sacrifice is appreciated.” He assured, her, before glancing around. “So, have you been having fun tonight?”

Okay, so not a wife, a husband. Open relationships were currently very common. Or perhaps that was yet another feat in Maladh. It was a daily occurrence, joining someone for research or an interview and discover their love life was unconventional. It allowed Maggie to learn the various takes and alternatives for love. "So you place nice," she pointed out with some humour to her voice. "We must all play our parts to appease the public, their opinion can make or break just about anyone." As a journalist, she too was expected to have a natural talent at conquering people's trust so they might spill the beans. "I suppose we must all make sacrifices." Josephine shrugged at his questioned, eyes roaming their surroundings to determined how much fun one might have at these kind of events. "I'm technically here on work so, you know, no alcohol. I don't mind the music," she admitted, turning to him as an after thought with a smile. "Nor the company, of course." @axtowrites​

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Zara & Yue

Yue didn’t trust the guy so sent a message of some details about the guy to Si. Someone like that should not be roaming the city and it would also keep the small psychopath happy. “He’s not going to be a bother any more,” he told her. He didn’t like that the guy was openly stalking someone. At least he won’t be a problem for anyone else for much longer. Yue didn’t really liked to be disturbed but in this case there was a good enough reason behind it. They also apologised which put him in better stead. He appreciated manners. “No problem, someone like that disgusts me,” the fact he was trying in broad daylight too. It annoyed him but he knew that soon someone would not be letting him get away with that kind of behaviour. 

If she was disturbed by the conviction in his voice, she did not show it. For all she cared, one less creep walking the streets was always a win. No matter the resources to eliminate such an individual. So she hummed in agreement, licking her lips as she pondered on what was to come next. "No, yeah, totally a worthless piece of crap he is. Still, it was rather impolite of me to invade your space like this. I didn't feel like any of the alternative routes would be quite as efficient." This man was intimidating in appearance. Zara combed her hair slightly, due to lack of anything to use her fingers for.  @danceofsins​

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Nani & Youra

Casinos were just stacked statics, and you could cheat them if you had the mind to, but she didn’t do such she liked to watch others win big and lose bigger. watch them feel like they are on top of the world before it comes crashing down “Is that so? what’s your game inside?” maybe he’d be fun to watch tonight

While he always excelled at any visit to any casino, Nani always found he did poorly whenever he had an audience. It wasn't that he was self conscious because he didn't have a shy bone in his body. It simply seemed to put a damp in his chances. "Sharing that kind of intel seems like the fast track to a lousy night," he stated solemnly. "What's your guilty pleasure?" he shot back, hoping to steer the conversation in a different direction. @prisonorpower

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Ayerton & Youra

If they Human had been clever about it they would have forged a prescription, which she hadn’t done but when your sires a doctor and you have a few humans wrapped around your finger it wasn’t hard for her to get what she wanted. “Humans will forever be… well humans.” a light chuckle escaped her lips “ I have a prescription to pick up, Anticoagulants.” she presented her slip of paper to the man 

The warlock was not entirely sure what kind of a comeback he could provide to her humans comment. Yes, humans were somewhat more vulnerable, possessed less resources than most other species. He didn't think that made them any less worthy. The brunette didn't seem to hold them at high esteem. Hardly his concern, he reminded himself as he faced her behind the counter. Swiftly, he seized her prescription. It was legit, but the doctor who prescribed it was beginning to be known for his liberties at writing up a prescription for just about anything. Ayerton hummed patiently, reaching for the appropriate drawer and extracting the medication she had been ordered. A light beep as the bar code was registered, the box placed within a small paper bag. "Do you have insurance?" @prisonorpower

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Axel & Lykon

“Ooooh, protective much?” he grinned. and no, it was not the right way to get on his good side. lykon didn’t care if she was a slag or no, what great person she might be. he was abandoned for her, he would call her any name he saw fit. axel still, after hundred years later failed to see the pain he had caused upon his twin. and he truly did not give a shit about his sire. if she was good or bad, how she treated him. to lykon it was just the woman who ripped axel out of his life. no more, no less. his words meant nothing. he still felt no sympathy towards her, or the whole situation. there was only sadness, anger, and feeling like a part of him had gone missing when axel left.

“you left me.” still the only words he said, and the only ones that were relevant. “you took off to live for eternity and just… left me.” he heard about his hometown burning down, but he never asked more about it. he had tried to move on, to live his  vampire life and be content with it. and still, he was incredibly self destructive, the cause for it all remaining unknown. “my sire is si,” a crooked grin following right after, he knew that this name might… cause a reaction. “best thing that happened to me in my whole life,” this might not be as true, but axel didn’t deserve to know better than that.

"If you're not at least somewhat attached to your sire, then that raises a lot of questions." It was a natural bond, one which required little nourishment to grow. Of course, the sired was always somewhat more inclined to give a fuck than the sire, but it could be beneficial to both parties. Thandie had been a blessing. By transforming Axel - even if somewhat unintentionally, she'd introduced him to endless possibilities. He'd lived several lifetimes, enjoyed each one he was given. His sole regret that his brother had burned in that fire and could not join him. Thandie had been wild, daring but she had also been very caring and considerate. To date she'd been his greatest mentor and losing her had left a gap within his chest no one could fill. 

"I had to fucking leave. Or would you have preferred I sucked you dry?" Even to date, he desperately wished he might never have been capable but, in his worst moments, Axel found himself conflicted. Perhaps he might have been sufficiently blinded by bloodlust that he murder his own twin. The guilt would have ripped him apart. Thus, Thandie had kept him from his family for over a year. "I went back. The whole place was burning down, like some fucking gore fest. It just smelt like flesh and blood and ash. I went home and there was nothing." He'd assumed they'd all died, tried to track them down but every route only proved that which he refused to accept: he'd been too late. 

Si? Si? He knew he’d gone blank, blinking back at an identical face as the information sunk in. “That explains your lack of respect for sire bonds.” There were rumours, that the man in question was building himself a little army of sired vampires, who were often at his beck and call, doing his dirty work, without every giving them the kind of care one should expect from a sire. “You poor bastard. You haven’t a clue.”   @bxdybcg​

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Nani & Lucia

“Well, then let me be the first to welcome you to our fine establishment,” Lucia remarked as she gestured widely to the door, starting to walk with him. “I’m afraid my dealing days are behind me unless we are very short staffed,” she said with a laugh. “t is fun, though, I will admit. I could possibly arrange to deal a hand or two for you, if you wish. I am here to make sure all our guests have a wonderful time. Why don’t I give you a tour while you tell me which games you prefer?” she suggested and smiled as she surveyed her sparkling kingdom. Ahh, she did love it here. 

He merely nodded as he followed her lead, the light hum of excitement drumming beneath his skin. "I favour craps and blackjack over just about everything else." Sometimes the roulette played in his favour, sometimes not so much. Poker seemed to be his greatest talent, which was why he often saved it for the end of the evening, when his pockets were already filled. "Hostess, then," he tried to assume, wondering what kind of role she played at the local casino. @anunlikelypear​​

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Capitu & Dante

“That seems fair,” he gave amused smile. As he watched her down the drink his eyes widened slightly and the amused smile stayed on his lips. “So we’re drinking like that then,” he then did the same and the burn followed after he downed it and waited for the refill himself. “It really isn’t,” he agreed from his younger days when his legs were not his best friends during his drinking sessions. “Well the downing of the drink makes sense now,” he commented taking a drink from the new glass. “Is there a lot of that?” he asked meaning the doctors. “Uhh I help overlook the bars and clubs in this district,” he told her. Well it was better than saying he was a second in command of the Vasilyevs. “We actually own this place,” he commented.

"Unless you can't keep up," she shot back with ease. He'd already been drinking before she'd arrived so, hopefully, that would tip the scale in her favour. And, if not, al least she'd scored some free liquor for the evening. Additionally, it had been some time since Capitu had last indulged in alcohol and, in her opinion, it was long overdue. "Sometimes. Mostly with the older professionals. They've been doing the job for decades and refuse to get with the times. Technology is there to help us, so why should we still do procedures like we're living in the 1970s?" It was, at the very least, exasperating. But she had to pay her dues if she wanted to improve her position. "You own this place," she repeated with an arched eyebrow. "Wow, bet that piece of info gets you laid more often than not," she teased, reaching for her glass and drowning it one swift motion. "Sadly, property isn't the way into my good graces. Anything else up your sleeve? Other than you obviously good looks? And height?" @danceofsins​​

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Capitu & Valentina

“Oh don’t I know it? And luckily for you, I rarely come with injuries to you too. So my appreciation comes with nearly no cons.” Of course there was hundreds of cons. But she liked to think her attention was plenty to make up for any con. “Uhm… I meant he was one of those who did not walk out of the building.” She said, reaching for the glass of blood she’d been sipping. “He died in the explosion.” She’d barely even talked about that. One moment she was sharing time with him, getting to know one of the men who worked with Lazar, and the next, he was dead. It’d been years since she dealt with death so physically close. 

“Remember the demon news? About Lazar?” She waited until she got a response from the other with continuing to speak. “Well, I found out a few days before. Because I bit him, and it tasted like ice cream on a sunny day. And then the gossip became… Yeah. So he thought it was me, but I didn’t even tell you until then that I’d been fucking him. So who the fuck would I have told about the blood?” It was madness to her, really. Her, being a gossip? She wouldn’t succeed in her career if she couldn’t keep a secret. She did feel bad for Capitu though, with having to watch people be hurt. “Are you doing okay though? No like, mental exhaustion yet?” 

"Oh." Everything between the two friends seemed to come to a halt. "I know you might feel like I don't need to say this, but I'm sorry. It must have been gut wrenching" Death was an every day aspect to anyone who worked at a hospital. You grew close to patients, you treated them but, some times, they died regardless of that care. It left a hole in your chest or it knocked the air from your lungs. Valentina had simply been out to have a good time, had made a friend and then, in a flash, had realized he was dead. It was hardcore shit, something even the toughest bitch could struggle with..

Capitu had just brought the glass to her lips when Val shot the question, so she hummed rather than provide verbal confirmation. "Ice cream on a sunny day," Capitu repeated softly, arching an eyebrow. "Poetic. What does blood usually taste like?" she questioned, before something far more important struck her. "Wait, back when you thought he was just your average werewolf... could you feed from him? I thought our bites were damaging to each other." Capitu paused to bite her pancake. "Did Lazar himself make such accusations?” she struggled to imagine that he might. No, not yet. I mean, work keeps me busy, but everything else in my life is boring as hell so it probably balances out quite nicely."” @lambxtoxslaughter​

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Capitu & Felix

“Yeah, I know what you mean.” Felix was not unaware of the workload and staff numbers, but most of the strain was by virtue of being in Maladh. There were gangs and all kinds of species that just didn’t get along. Sakura General did take a lot of the load. He sat down with her, pulling out his phone and placed it on the table. “I just wanted to circle back around to the Sakura information or lack thereof that you say you received. Do you have the name of the person who first reached out to you about joining us? It would be good to make sure that whoever they were, has the correct protocol so that things like this don’t slip through the cracks.   

It was the weirdest thing, her lack of recollection. It was a familiar face, a doctor. She'd seen so much of him those first couple of weeks into the job, warning glares, sharp eyes. It almost felt like a hovering presence. She knew he was a doctor, because the remaining staff addressed him as such but it had been at least a month since she'd last crossed paths with him. Then again... things had been hectic. "Dr. Klorid, I believe. Haven't seen much of him lately," she admitted. "Frankly, he didn't give me much information regarding anything. Simply made it clear that if I wanted to keep the job, I had to join the cause or he'd ensure my spot was made available for someone more committed." She didn't seemed fazed by the threat. Capitu no longer feared threats as much as she did actual assault. @thisisthcnight​

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Ayerton & Cisco

Ayerton was part of the more legal side of the gang. As he watched the human storm out he raised a brow and looked back to Ayerton. “Sometimes I am glad I don’t work in anything customer facing,” Cisco commented. “Well as you know I am the new gang and coven leader. Just here to check in really. It has been a bit hectic to say the least but now the bastards have been dealt with I want to check in more. Also some Paracetamol would not go a miss. Some of the stuff that I am dealing with is defines ‘stress headache inducing’,” he sighed. “Have you had any issues other than customer tantrums?” he asked.

"Retail is a trying business," the male admitted, signalling his assistant so she'd excuse them. She made herself scarce and disappeared several feet deep into their storage room, door closed and probably locked. Discretion and privacy was a mandatory job description at this particular pharmacy. "I was made aware," he teased lightly, lips curling. "Congratulations. I'd propose a toast but I can't have the cops think I'm running an illegal distillery in here." Another light tease, as it was unlikely that any cops enter other than for the sole purpose of purchasing medicine. Ayerton had memorized every necessary license and requirement before opening this place. Sure, there was some illegal ties to it all, but he ensure no one ever found out about it. ” 

Opening one of the many unlabelled drawers, Ayerton provided Cisco with enough Paracetamol to last him a few weeks. "No problems so far. I hope to keep it that way." If anyone ever considered causing shit or assaulting his store, clearly his physical attributes made them think twice. "How's... business? Any assistance required?" @danceofsins​

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Nani & Lucia

Lucia had just escorted one of their high rollers out and was on her way back inside when she heard the man talking to himself. It made her smile in amusement. “Now that is what I like to hear,” she said to him as she moved closer. “Have you been to our fine establishment before?” she asked pleasantly while her eyes gave him a once over. By the way he was dressed and choice of vehicle… she knew he was exactly the sort of person she should cater to. Oh how she did love her job. 

The rented vehicle took off and would only return for him when he called the number. Nani always did well in casinos, so long as he stuck to his own rulebook and did not overstay longer than his luck ran. He always did well on his first evening, no matter which casino he stumbled into. Rather than the slots, it was a petite brunette who caught his attention. "First timer," he admitted, flashing her a Hollywood smile. "Will you be dealing cards?" he questioned, already eager to enter and test his luck. @anunlikelypear​​

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Enzo & Shiva

Shiva gave a laugh and nodded. “I suppose so,” she agreed. as he mentioned that she had made it worth his nigh she had a feeling she knew what he meant by that. She was not unaware of her looks and so far he hadn’t asked her much about herself. Which she was content with. This can be completely shallow. “Well aren’t you the busy man?” she replied impressed. “Who doesn’t like a little indulgence now and then,” she agreed. “What’s your biggest guilty pleasure then?” she asked. 

     "I'm easily bored," he admitted with a light shrug. His life had always been fast paced. Enzo tried to make the most out of everything: every city, every house, every relationship. He lived in the moment and then always seemed to move onto bigger and better things. "That's just it, isn't it? I think everyone likes glamour. Some are just feigning humility by denying it. I myself prefer honesty." A light smirk graced his features. "Bringing out the big guns, huh? I think guilty pleasures imply I feel remorse for indulging myself which, for the record, I never do. But I'll admit I'm always down for some sushi." To avoid listing anything slutty. "What about you?" he shot back. "Dazzle me with your greatest guilty pleasure." @danceofsins​

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Zara & Mark

“He’s defiantly seen you before” the guy knew a good looking woman when he saw it though, mark had to admit. But chasing after someone like that without even knowing them that was a bit far even by his standers. “Mark…” he shook her hand “Well my breakfast hasn’t exactly arrived yet, it will be here shortly. If you haven’t eaten get you can join me.” One of his pets should be with him shortly to deliver blood. 

"Maybe not. Maybe he thought I was someone else." It sounded unlikely, even to her own ears, but Zara refused to become paranoid so early into her arrival at Maladh. She'd seen enough of the unfamiliar man to know that, should he find her once more, she'd recognize him this time around. And if so, she'd drag his ass to the copes. "I'll admit, whatever they're cooking up smells delicious." She quickly consulted her wrist watch, doing the math. "I have twenty or minutes or so and then I have to bounce." @prisonorpower​

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Zara & Yue

Yue sometimes liked Coffee in places people wouldn’t think to find him. He was reading his tablet looking at the projected losses of his company from the bombing. As someone just plopped in the seat opposite. Yue’s gaze moved over to the person now across from him and raised an eyebrow and then looked over to the guy and gave a smirk that told him to stay away. He should know he was not someone you want to fuck with. If he did he could get Si to pick them out later. Depending on the woman’s answer he just might get him to do so anyway. “He been bothering you for long?” he asked

"Haven't noticed him before today," the brunette admitted, refusing to look back and follow the unfamiliar man as he made himself scarce. It was ridiculous; there was plenty of things going bump in the night in Maladh. She was a werewolf. Perfectly capable of fending for herself. Yet, something about having another openly stalking her in broad daylight made her uncomfortable. Or perhaps it was the thought of the creeper following her to school to prey on her students. Regardless, she'd needed to get him off her back so she might finally head out to work without having to worry about the children. Mission accomplished. For now. "I'm sorry for interrupting you. You did me a solid, though. Thanks.” @danceofsins​

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Eusebio & Si

If you wanted a caring sire Si was definitely not one. He and Yue were very different. Si didn’t understand it to be honest. He respected his brother because through it did not seem it they worked well. Si would deal with the trouble as how he saw fit as long as it did not interfere with what Yue was working with. Si would behave unless he saw there was an opportunity to cause trouble and he could get away with it. He loved creating chaos and watching how others react. He also loved to read others and see if he can poke and prod at the right places to see if he can get a reaction. People were afraid to mess with Fenghuang mostly because of him. He counted that as a good thing. Eusebio was useful to him. The ones that decided to stick around and be useful he would allow so long as they did not get in his way. The ones that were useless or pissed him off on the other hand… well didn’t usually last very long. Especially if they pissed him off.

“Exactly, someone did not do their research,” he shook his head smirking. If he was ding it he would have watched for a disgruntled employee and try and pin it on them. Though whoever this was, well they were ballsy. Stupid, but ballsy. He kind of wished it would be a bigger challenge almost so he can have his hunt, but Lylia was not a warm creature. She didn’t just hang out with anyone. So there would not be too many avenues to chase down. “Nobody fucks with us and gets away with it,” the malice and sadistic joy laced his words. “Go through the data, maybe knock on that proxy server and see where it leads. I have a feeling we’ll know who it is before you get in but if you can get their stuff perhaps we can see the why and how. So we can prevent this happening again. As for the elimination… Leave that part to me. I’m going to make sure they will wish for death many times over,” oh he couldn’t wait. When he asked about the suspects he shoo his head. “Nobody that I am aware of would be this bold or stupid. Daria wants power not a district war last I checked. She can’t get that anyway and she’s not that much of a sore loser. This is someone that thinks they can get away with it, because we don’t know them,” or at least it seemed that way to him.

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Even as a human, Eusebio despised surprises. Being caught with his pants down was always something he did his out best to avoid at any given time. He raked his brain to ensure such an outcome was never probably. That was how he initially learned to play the game: study the players, study their strategy, identify and exploit patterns even they don't recognize and then bring them to their knees. He believed his partnership with Si had been a successful one because he was task-orientated. Usually, he exhausted each and every route before coming to his sire with his findings. This particular case proved an exception as they were short on time. Still, Eusebio had combed through whatever data Si could afford him and then some. Debating their next few steps was now simple routine, though Eusebio could recognize Si's brewing anger. Whoever decided to aim their shot at them would quickly come to regret it. They clearly had no idea how deeply rooted Si's sadism could run. He almost felt sorry for the bastards. "Yes, sir," he complied, deciding that, as soon as he got home, he would knock the proxy servers and then report back with whatever new finds he mastered. .

Daria seemed an improbably guilty party to Eusebio as well, for just about the same motives as Si's. Added with fact that it seemed her family had enough shit on their plate as it was, with the recent leak of news regarding one of their members. Ruffling more feathers didn't seem like the best way to go. "What a terrible way to introduce themselves," Eusebio pointed out, only somewhat amused. He was efficient at removing threats and left no trace, usually because his kills were quite professional. No close contact, no foreplay, no after play. Si, on the other hand... well, that would be messy. "I'll get on it, Sir. Let me know if there's anything else you need." @danceofsins​