if she'd been covered with glitter

[maleficum]

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[indurare]

["Hard to say. She hasn't really been herself lately. But she didn't resist them either."

Melanie doesn't want to just take that without seeing Scarlett for herself, so:]

Do you know where we can find them?

[Their contact shrugs. "They have these salons. I'll see if I can find out where the next one is going to be."]

Thank you.

[unforgivably]

They're one of those groups. My father maintained an idle fascination with a group in town. All politics and theatricality. Nice to know people celebrate the sentiment in other countries.

( Damon went once and found it rather boring. )

[indurare]

["Not my cup of tea either. But I can't deny they have resources, and they've developed ways for their kind to not draw attention."

Hence the salons.]

I don't particularly care one way or another so long as Scarlett is alright.

[unforgivably]

And in her right mind.

( That matters more. )

[indurare]

[Melanie doesn't know if their friend can promise that. She's willing to bet that Scarlett isn't going to be in good shape for a while, but Melanie's willing to wait it out.

It takes a few hours but their French friend returns with an address for the latest salon, and Melanie passes it to Damon.]

It's not far from where Scarlett was staying.

[unforgivably]

( Damon reads the address. )

How do they take to newcomers?

[indurare]

["They don't mind visitors. Likely because they're trying to recruit to their ranks. But if they ask, say Michele invited you."

Melanie nods, finishing her drink and getting to her feet.]

Shall we?