[Sodium_noir] To Meet The Prince

[Sodium Noir ST]

Cash, Montoya
Gangrel supplicant and Ventrue Prince
Montoya's Penthouse

> "I am certainly your man, Sire," Cash began, "I just
> hope that the sword doesn't turn into a viper."  Cash
> paused, then continued, "Titus seemed to be gracious,
> understanding, it was almost a sense of Noblese
> Obliege - a King speaking to a peasant, but I know
> what the Sabbat is capable of - so I kept somewhat on
> my guard."

"Wise indeed!" the prince replied. "In truth this Titus has been an enigma 
even to my best sources of intel on the sabbat. certainly he is everybit the 
maurding monster that makes the Sabbat its home, but certain acts on his 
part defy logic. Or at least my logic Mr Cash. Step carefully ... and do not 
forget the Tenets of the Camarilla in all things!"

The last seemed like a addendum, and hardly sounded as if it carried the 
weight of the Princes usual directive at all.

"Should you require anything of us to aid in this endeavour, please contact 
my aide Mz De'Bouvier." A curt nod seems to indicate that the meeting is 
over and the aforementioned Devlin De'bouvier steps into the room to escort 
Cash out.

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