BCD02
[BRANCH] ASTORIA
[SERVER] EMPLOYEE NO. 26
[DATE] 9/3/22
[INDEX ID] BCD02
[SECURITY] DINER
Cursed Cauldrons gang, things are really heating up at the Open Doors Church, huh? I haven't seen a congregation that big since 1997! Ol' Padre Santos has been one busy Prince during our "absence," hasn't he? But can you really blame him? His older siblings got everything handed to them, while he had to build his birthright from scratch. I'll admit it—I’m sympathetic to the guy. You kind of have to be if you've been in his service for most of your life.
That doesn't mean I’m going to write him a blank check for messing around down here in the States, though. He built his kingdom, and as far as I’m concerned, he needs to stay there. And while we're on the subject, I’ve got to say this is a pretty bullheaded move on his part, isn't it? His whole domain has been in hellish turmoil for the better part of 25 years, and instead of getting things back in order, he's here causing trouble again. Look—I can't tell him how to run things (contractually speaking), but it’s not how I’d do it.
I want to give him a piece of my mind. I should be able to, right? After everything I've done for that wrathful beast, the least he could do is hear me out. Of course, the big problem is actually getting to him. Beyond his usual sycophants, he's got half of Long Beach at his beck and call. Plus, he’s never been too pleased that my moonlight and I stuck around with the Cafe instead of joining his flock. Hey, that’s an idea, isn’t it? Maybe I could pretend I’m switching sides just to get a sit-down with him.