[PQ] Poor Unfortunate Souls

Oh but hadn't they all been busy little bees? Lucas had also been busy - finalising the items that Adam had been asked to steal; working with Sunjata into the wee hours on what a contract with their little gang ought to look like; testing and helping to fortify the building with Edrei. Ezra he had been happy, honestly, to let mope lounge around, if only because he would be invaluable when the materials did arrive. (He was proving just as much now). "I must say, for a bunch of lowlifes, we don't half know how to pull together when we want to," he said, smirking and folding his arms across his chest while several members of their troupe cooed and pawed through the stolen jewellery. "The place is yours to do with as you will, as long as it looks as much a place of business as pleasure," he said to Ezra. "And for the rest of us - some ground rules. People approach us - do not advertise, hm?" He winked. Lucas would be able to secure them plenty of work, he was certain. "Secondly, this floor is open for all, but downstairs is where the magic happens. I expect anyone down there to be a member of this organisation." Grinning, he slouched to sit in his seat. "Thirdly, put on your damned bracelets - you're in. Welcome to the Devil's Advocates." Good job teamies! Pop in a parting post - this is considered done. LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk