[Sodium_noir] Club Harlequin, where the lights dim

[Spikey]

Giger, Greenville
Tremere Apprentices
The Harlequin's 

Giger continues to listen to the conversation.  The
Harlequin was going to report the creature to the
Prince.  Most interesting, since he wasn't exactly a
loyal subject of the Camarilla.  Whoever, whatever
that creature was, it must be rather dangerous...  

The Harlequin glanced over his shoulder at Maurice and Columbine, clearly in deep thought.

"Of course, his majesty is at a party right now with more than half of my best tipping customers!" Israel's face remained passive. "And he might not want to be disturbed right away. Is, go give Raul a call, fill him in on what you saw. Tell him we the truth, he didn't give you a name or an address."

"OK boss!" The mortal stood and headed upstairs again. 

The Harlequin seemed lost in thought for a while, gazing at the Couple at the bar. Then his head turned slowly until it came to rest directly on Giger. Looking him right in the eyes. The Ravnos smiled and tipped his head, but the smile had none of the warmth of a human smile.


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