bro you fucking shot me

"What they got? A wall and a few guards? If you gimme ten minutes and I got these, I'll be outta here." That's what Adam had said, while gesticulating to the silver pistols at his hips that were most definitely compensating for something. And so now that LongNight was over and the nights were warmer, you're damned right he was calling the other man's bluff. The Ascended stood on the fringes of one of the fields of sweet grass that would lead, inevitably, to the barrier, having agreed to meet Adam there at sundown. Lucas's three shadows danced about his heels like a cloak, though the night was still but for the chirp of crickets and the rustle of the grass. He buried his hands into the pockets of his coat - the same coat he'd been wearing the night they had met, consequentially - and cast his green gaze out across the fields. No sign of a wall or the guards Adam had professed to be able to deal with. He wondered what the newcomer would think of that. LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk