Tasteless [OPEN]

Well this was certainly a lovely little get-together, wasn't it? Cuddled up for LongNight while the world outside snapped its teeth and howled - honestly, it was Lucas's kind of thing. No really, it was. The only problem was that the wine in his hands (probably terrible anyway) had no taste, and his apparently ascended body would not let him get drunk either. Still... he had seen the Voice, at last. He had a plan and he was slowly trying to line those dominoes up to topple them later... And a lot of people had died. That had been exciting too. But the Rathskeller was - for once, it appeared - actually acting the part of the sanctuary it was meant to be, and all was quiet. Fire flickered low in the grate and there weren't many around who were still awake. A sleepy sort of warmth had draped itself around the place, and peace reigned for a time. Boring. LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk