My Lucky Day

"An opportunist napper, you say? A man after my own heart." Lucas flashed the alchemist a grin that bared his fangs, if but for a moment. He was by no means a morning person (regardless of where the 'morning' fell in terms of the sun), and indeed Remi had gotten himself awake and ready in a remarkable amount of time. "But of course, about you," he murmured, shrugging a shoulder. "You are the man who saw through the barrier, are you not? With the god mask." He slid it into the conversation like a needle into a vein, green eyes flicking to the door to follow Remi's gaze. The earth caught him off guard; he was still getting used to the idea of true magic users able to operate in the public eye in this place. He smirked. "Speaking with gods and possessing magic in your fingertips... you're like a hero from a book." LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk