From:	"Dark Thought Publications." <JEK5313@*****.TAMU.EDU>
Subject:	DEAD Vampires. (Yeah!! You heard me right!)
Date:	Mon, 26 Apr 1993 18:44:43 -0500

>>>>>[Now, really Slash. I think that Morrisey, er Morrison there is a big
boy, and quite capable of walking across the street. He might take offense at
you wanting to hold his hand.

Personally, I subscribe to Darkwatch's research. I have, in the course of
business, come to deal with many races and faces. Vampires are not the worst,
and our hours seem to coincide. However, any vampire, or vampire wanna-be, in
the case of "friend" M., is not invulnerable by any right, and will live
*much* longer by realizing that.

(I still haven't found any proof to my satisfaction that the M-dude is
more than a bioed mage who lost the path and got disowned. We all know what
bioware can do to a fellow's mind. I'm not going to deal in that stuff until
more of my customers can throw grenades without popping their spines out. Not
to mention a friend of mine who thought that some extra grey matter would help
him astrally, and ended up immolating himself.. . )

I know that there is no underground council of the ancients who are as
all-powerful as you seem to think, "friend." I told you that vampires and I
seem to hold the same hours, so just think of me as a barkeep for vamps. I
hear more tales than you would ever want to know about. Tales that would turn
your buddy green with envy, I suppose. The only council that exists, according
to my friends, is one charged with the purpose of keeping the "good" vamps
sheltered from those who might otherwise dispose of them. Anything else is
proof of, and a concoction of, your "friend"'s delusions. Besides, I can hardly
believe that, if vampires ever got together in an organized sense, they
would share the information with ephemerals like us, or bozos like you.

I'm fed up with this nonsense. Here's the access code for a reputable
corporate shrink: {{Encryption Omega}}]<<<<<
-Blinder <18:44:22 CST/04-26-54>