Jimmy the Shit

**Allegiance:** Ashtown Tribe?

**Haven:** Below-street level office "near" Downtown; possible residence in Mid-town Residential (high degree of confidence); possible residence or time-share (or airbnb?) in Pinehurst

**Known associates:** Donnie Goh; Tonio Giovanni; Bagrat Zantarian; Mr.'s Pecker and Clamm

WARNING: *Initiating* a confrontation with any Lupine has been explicitly forbidden by The Herald. All Lupines are assumed to be *extremely dangerous*, even if they're a shit.

### **Free Rumors**

What, you ain't never heard of Jimmy the Shit? *Well take a seat, Jack:*

* Has a PI license he supposedly only uses to spy on people's cheating spouses and allegedly *really* only uses to source pornographic blackmail material.
	+ What do you expect, this human has no honour.
		- You mean he has no *Glory*; he's got meager-but-existent *Honor*. Somehow.
			* I MEANT what do you expect from a **waning Ragabash *Glasswalker***.
				+ I'd expect me to at least presume to respect all of Gaia's chosen, regardless of the Auspice Luna chose for us? But perhaps *waning Ragabash Glasswalkers* are just raised better.
					- I WILFS EE JSUTISSE AT MOOTT
						* Not if I see justice first, in the alley behind your house. Ciao!
						* Maggy's gonna show up in town and beat your asses and we're all going to laugh AND she'll hold back from scarring you too, just for the lesson.
							+ Look I know how it looks, now that he's dead, but I'd like to point out that I have an *airtight* alibi for that night, and literally every single one of you saw me on the Bawn.
								- Jimmy, he looked like he got gutted with a klaive or something, you weren't even a suspect.
								- It just *coincidentally* happened *exactly* where he said it was going to?
* You want to know about *what?* He doesn't know *anything* about it... but he *does* know a guy that specializes in *precisely* that.
	+ You go away, he makes a few calls, he'll be in touch when he knows how much to charge you for whatever he found out, capisce?
	+ He says he knows a guy who can put you in touch with a goddamn leech.
		- *Why* does the Wyrm-foe suffer this joke to live.
			* He set up an ambush for the Wyrm-foe to kill one, and she hasn't paid off the Glory yet.
		- If you just want to meet one, Greasetrap knows a bunch.
			* Man I went to pick him up at that Meat Drink place one time and I met a bunch of those kids, and I'm *positive* half of them were just high-school kids with glue-on halloween fangs, and the other half were *barely* any more wyrm-touched. I think he knows some "vampires", dude.
		- If you even wanted to talk to a leech, why would you pick one that would know Jimmy.
			* You know anybody ELSE who can get you in contact with a leech?
* Will lend you twice the cash you need, no questions asked, for double any reasonable rate.
	+ And *don't* miss your payments.
	+ He can also get you guns, pharmaceuticals, credit cards, and all sorts of other quasi-legal goods of dubious provenance that you could probably buy for yourself if the closest thing you had to ID wasn't an NPS ear-tag.
* Is what the Lupines call a "Glass Walker", which means he can teleport through mirrors.
	+ It means I know how to use a phone.
		- Oh yeah? *Why don'tcha call ya poor motha once in awhile, Jimmy?*
* Looks like a mouse, twitches like a rat, sings like a canary.
	+ Said once he was a Dog-town boy.
		- Same as Greasetrap James?
			* And maybe Loud Mary...? speculation
		- Could this just be what they call *Ashtown?*
	+ son of cockroach
	+ Scavenges like a jackal.
	+ Cavorts Like A Human
* Missing a chunk of his ear from a fight he got into with that Kaufmann bitch. She limped for like six months after though.
	+ I didn't know he fought his own fights.
		- Well he can *lose* them himself!
* **For more information!** *Make cheques payable to Sunnyside Warrens.*