Don't Pin it All On Me

Lucas had absolutely no idea what he had done, truthfully. In the haze of poison and a body that was almost determined to malfunction to the point of his demise, with fluid congealing in his veins and his sight blurred at best, Lucas remembered only the sweet relief of offered medicine. Whose it was or how much he had taken or why was an afterthought. True, when he'd come to and found Rexanna all but cuddled up to him, maybe that should have given him a clue, but then the Spire happened and the Voice broke free and the barrier popped... forgive a devil his bad memory, won't you? So when the thump at his door came, Lucas was altogether curious (only Wessex tended to call on him), opening up to find Bastien standing there. Lucas was shirtless and held a book loosely in his fingertips, and he offered an amicable and sly smile before stepping aside to let the other man in. "I didn't realise you paid house calls." LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk