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((OOC: AgentPocky: I think so, at least a general idea. He'll be headed that way soon))

Michael chuckled and nodded, with a businessman like gesture he slipped a card into Thorne's palm. <I think we can leave him be. lead him around for now; messing with the minds of our kind doesn't always work the way we want it to. He will think it's his idea though, just look at him. He wouldn't go along with it unless we give him the chance to twist it about.> "We hope to hear from you, Buchanan. I wouldn't call tomorrow, were I you. Unless, of course, you would like to give Caine the chance to hear this...." Thorne stuck his hand in his pocket with a held back snarl and bowed low, all but showing his back to the princes. Let them think he trusted them. He would have Caine's head. He could care less about what the Princes did.