naughty or nice

lucas please allow me to introduce myself Gods but did Lucas miss his penthouse apartment. To stand at night before the large glass windows, surveying a glittering city in the rain... it had been bliss and he had squandered it. Now his penthouse was this... shack thing, he supposed, and his windows just holes in the stone for the most part. Still, at least it wasn't Deepfrost any longer he supposed, and he was feeling stronger day by day. Not least because he knew where he stood with the Voice and they were going to work together to own this damned world. Given the darkness, Lucas was much more active than he tended to be in the day - as night fell, he readied himself for his usual nocturnal wanderings. Normally he ended up in the Rathskeller sooner or later, but he liked to meander through his cage first, a prowling tiger unable to hunt in earnest. Wessex