Lucas didn't hide the way his eyes roved over her as she turned to look at him. Bathed in moonlight, ethereal like a siren in the half-darkness, he would be a fool not to appreciate true beauty when it gazed upon him, doe eyed and questioning. Still, he had meant commodities in the way of convertibles and escalators, heated floors and fine cigars... though he doubted she would know much of that. So he turned his attention inward, flicking a wrist out as if he might move one of the boxes that she had been investigating earlier. LUCAS don't you know there ain't no devil it's just god when he's drunk |
it takes an ocean not to break
lucas ;D |
Age: 38 | Height: 6'0 | Race: Ascended | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 4 - Strg: 20 - Dext: 17 - Endr: 18 - Luck: 7 - Int:
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