2026-03-10 10:32 - 11:29 PST
Simon went out on a quick hunt, just to grab something easy. Afterwards, he got a call from James, his sire. He rarely ever got a call from James.
James’ voice carries across as more serious, without any of his normal charm or wit. “Listen to me, Simon. Go the coffee shop by the library, look in the trash, take what you see, and leave. Tell no one.”
He did as he asked, and found a handwoven basket in a small plastic bag, just where James said it would be. Sim knew for sure he’d given it to Jacobi1.