I’ve been short on work lately and a few grand will go a long way in funding me and my rent-controlled apartment, so I accept. He can pay me a few grand for my trouble. He’s got a shipment coming in through some guys in Bayshore and needs me to do a pickup. Unsurprisingly, he tells me he has a job for me. Also he is my Primogen, so I decide I should probably take this call. In reality he’s just about as douchey as you would expect with a name like that, but I still run jobs for him sometimes.
This time, it’s another vampire calling: the local Brujah Primogen, a guy named Daunte. I ignore the call and go back to trying to sleep. I don’t like risking forming relationships. They know better than to call me unsolicited, or at least they should. It’s an occasional-contact of mine from the clubs. I wake up at home, that first night, to the sound of my phone ringing. A hilarious set of posts dedicated to a vampire game set in San Francisco.
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