*Kil'jaeden sat at his desk, in the small office building which belonged to his company, Ruin Tech Inc. an up and coming technology and weapons production company. He looked over the recently arrived papers, detailing the output of his recently bought factory, which left few that where not his nor Pentex's in the dock side district. A knock came at the door, and the man sat the papers down. "Come in, please."
The door opened slowly, and forward stepped Tyler Von'truRuin. Known to very few in Venway, save those who's dealing ventured into the dark underbelly of the city. He was famous there. Leader of one of the newest gangs, NeoJustice, which seemed abit reminescent of the Mutniy Alliance, and the Sabbat. "Kil, we need to talk." again the older looking man sat back, absurping Tyler.
"Alright, sit," his voice almost sounding like a command, which the young gang leader quickly did.
"Word on the street, sir, is that your friend, Cypress, has disbanded the Alliance," he looked across the desk at the man, having always considered the search for Cypress to be idiotic anyways.
"You're sure?" Tyler nodded. "Well then," Kil' slowly stood, "Then we get into the things for ourselves."
Kil' walked to the window, turning his back to the young man. "There will be a vacuum, Tyler. Take NeoJustice, and fill it, quickly. I believe the rumors of a Sabbat seige, and with the Alliance gone, the Camarilla won't wait long till they start to move," Tyler nodded.
"Yes, sir."
"I see a dark time ahead for what is left of the anarch population, Tyler. Best now grab all that you can, and never let it go," again Tyler nodded, and stood to leave, "You may leave now," Kil' spoke quickly, and Tyler shot him an odd glance. He'd always considered the man alittle strange, but remained silent as he left.
After the door had closed, Kil' stood at the 5th story window for quite awhile, and then spoke, "What have you done, Cypress?" as he turned from it.
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