Adam
While Adam liked his home now that he'd gotten the golem out of the basement, there was a special appeal to having a cool underground criminal base to stay in. When he had a spare afternoon he would sneak away to the Devil's Advocates headquarters, sit about with his cushions and pillows and pretend he was inventing some cool plan within the walls.
Really, he was usually napping, drinking and scratching dick doodles into the wall, but it still felt cool to be there.
He was laid in his little corner, flicking balls of paper and trying to aim them in a circle he had drawn on the wall, when he saw Lucas enter. Wanting to speak to the man (demon?), he swung himself up and sauntered over, hands in his pocket and typical lopsided grin on his face. "Heyyy, boss-man. How's it going? Got anything fun and criminal up in the works?"
Really, he was usually napping, drinking and scratching dick doodles into the wall, but it still felt cool to be there.
He was laid in his little corner, flicking balls of paper and trying to aim them in a circle he had drawn on the wall, when he saw Lucas enter. Wanting to speak to the man (demon?), he swung himself up and sauntered over, hands in his pocket and typical lopsided grin on his face. "Heyyy, boss-man. How's it going? Got anything fun and criminal up in the works?"
Maybe I'm not as dark as I think
Maybe I'm scared to Admit that
