[PQ] Poor Unfortunate Souls

Oh but what a lovely little group of miscreants they were. Lucas smiled a cat's smile, taking a long sip of wine (a shame he couldn't taste it, but some habits were hard to break) and leaning against the table. "Well, look at us," he said, his voice low, his tone the ever-so-patient kind. To Adam motherfucking Pikely, he inclined his head and grinned. "Well then. As our resident procurer of goods, perhaps you could get us more of what we need here. I suggest you ask your fellows here what they might require. For example, I could definitely use a weapon. Highwayman's choice." He winked. Next he glanced to Sunjata, nodding politely in deference to the other man's skill at slithering out of the law's grasp. "It sounds like you and I ought to work together on some ground rules for the peasants that will be clamouring for our skills," he said, then turned his gaze to Ezra and Edrei. "If you'd like a fancy house, you are more than welcome to make this one into whatever you will. I'm sure Adam over there will be able to get you what you need. As for our resident firestarter... I'm sure you know better than most how a good fortress is made. Perhaps you could help with some defences?" Lucas shrugged. "Meanwhile, I'm available to assist wherever. The devil makes work for idle hands, and all that. Shall we host another meeting in say... two days?" Lucas has assigned you some tasks! For this next post, feel free to have your character respond and hop to it. I will stage them getting back together in the next part of the PQ. :3 No post order, 48 hours, yadda yadda. LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk