[Sodium_noir] Shades of Gray

[Spikey]

Two-Tone, Rachel, Shade
Lasombra, Gangrel
Neon City

Rachel shrugs, suspecting that she hasn't really answered Shade's 
question, but at least she might clarify what she's wondering.  And then 
of course there's the question of just how much to say... and she just 
hates having to worry about that sort of thing.

Maybe she and Titus are more alike than she'd like to think.

"Sounds like the street doesn't have it entirely right!" Shade replied as she led them across a quiet interchange and headed into a ratrun alley. A Short cut Rachel half recognised. "Panic seems to think he's ... erm ... deep waters he said. No, still waters thats it. Still waters run deep. Whatever the hell that means, boy talks a lot of rubbish when he's smoked a few."

They come out onto a long straight road that Rachel knows will eventually lead to Neon City. The best repaired road in Downtown. Well lit with palm trees planted in the central reservation. Cars with more money spent on light and body kits than they originally cost to buy drove up and down, peeling off smoke and racing each other between sets of traffic lights. This wasn't Neon city, but there were more than a few bars and late night stores on this road too. Inbetween the second hand car sales lots and Motels.

"Your fellow here don't say much does he?" she jerks her head in the direction of Two-tone walking along behind them. "Which is probably a good thing in a man."

[Call me a Tag!]

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