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Damian looked over then looked back, "out in the open where she can watch?"

He paused as Angeles moved up his arm to try to cuddle more of it and he slipped it away from her, "mistress, give me just a moment and I'll have you fixed up. Sit there and be nice okay?" Angeles sat on the ground and whimpered, holding onto Damian's hand as he turned to Gren again, "I got the spell from my mother. I need a few things, I'm not sure if this place can provide... Do you happen to have a unicorn?"

Damian smiled, "your friend is or has an amazing supplier. I only need the horn. How long do you think it would take?" Angeles began to nuzzle Damian's hand and whimpered slightly as tears began to stream from her eyes. Damian patted her head and cooed softly but kept the majority of his attention to Gren.

Damian nodded and looked at Angeles who went silent and was staring blankly ahead. Damian petted her head but there was no reaction, so he left her and walked over to the table of technicians and tried to grasp what they were doing.

Damian turned away from the technology and looked at Gren before smiling grandly and opening the parcel, "yes this will do perfectly," he looked up at Gren with a sly smile, "who is your provider, the wizard Howl?" he chuckled slightly before he walked over to Angeles and bent down and pressed the tip of the unicorn horn to her forehead.

"The good thing about unicorn's healing powers is that they are simply pure magic, and not holy. However, this may take some time," a small light appeared where the horn touch her skin and Damian began to mutter in a strange language.

((and I'm off to practice for my grandfather's memorial, as well as going to dinner with some family I will probably never see again. I should be on later tonight.))

"There we are" he said as he finished the program. "It's pretty simple. It's kinda like a firewall in a computer only, instead of keeping the virus out, we're trying to keep it contained. So the magic will, presumably, give us the 'virus definition' and keep Angeles contained while allowing other vampires like Remy to come and go as they please. Not a bad piece of work, if I say so myself."

Damian closed his eyes as he continued to heal Angeles' brain until he stopped mid-sentence and opened his eyes. Angeles also opened hers, looking a little dazed. She then closed her eyes again.

"How are you feeling mistress?"

Angeles hissed and pulled her coat off, looking over at the angry red scars following the veins, spreading from the holes in her flesh, "god those burn," she hissed and Damian smiled before turning and handing the horn over to Gren, "here, these are very hard to come by and the fact that you were able to obtain one in mere minutes is astounding. It can't heal everything, but it can do a create amount of healing as well as other things."

Angeles stood to her feet and turned to where Knight was, walking towards him before pulling his chair out. Without giving him time to react she swung a leg over his and straddled his waist before tilting his chin up, "alright Knight," she said almost casually, "let's get this straight, you're not afraid of me, I'm not afraid of you, your sword, your girlfriend, or the rest of your little squad of lunatics on acid," her pupils slitted slightly, "all I have is one question: why is it, do you think, I failed?"

Gren took the horn with a gentle smile. "I'll try to remember that...paying him back ought to be interesting, once he decides on what to collect..."

He was satisfied enough to see her bother Knight. Much more talking with her would almost certainly send him up the pole, he concluded.

"No more than usual...trust me, I'd rather owe this guy a thousand favors then relive the last few days, you know?"