[PQ] The Artist's Sanctuary

Lucas clever as the devil and twice as pretty "Well that is a relief." Lucas smiled amiably and sank down into the offered seat, settling into an easy lounge as he waited for others to join them. And join them they did, Lucas offering little more than a nod of acknowledgement until he spotted Rexanna, recognition flashing in his eyes. "Lucas," he greeted in return, arching an eyebrow at Bastien as if to ask what he had done to convince such a beauty to grace them with her presence. Ah, but they were moving on. Lucas smiled suddenly - he had not realised that Bastien was so close to home, indeed. "Venice, you say?" he murmured. "A wonderful place, if I do say so myself..." He heard the other Ascended out in full before jumping in with his own response, though he didn't trouble himself to stand. "Lucas Copperhead," he introduced. "The violin was my first love, but I play the piano as well. Neither have been easy to come by since I arrived in this place, so if an instrument could be provided, I'd be most grateful. I have always been the restless sort, but I find that music brings me some measure of peace." Sometimes it was the only thing that could.