[centre][b][h1][color=seagreen]Lucas[/color][/h1][/b]

[color=seagreen]Location: Overwatch Headquarters - Forks; Washington.
Interacting With: Angela and anyone else[/color][/centre]
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Lucas was, of all things, sitting on the roof of the base, the sun rising in front of him, he appeared to be thoughtful. Troubled. Knowing his sisters were safe, Lucas often found himself wandering the base, and at these times he, perhaps cheekily, test the security of the base out, enjoy frustrating Fareeha at times. Yet it was an unspoken agreement between them that if Lucas could get through it, then they needed to upgrade the base. Yet it was also unspoken between them that Lucas did such things when he was sentimental over his fathers disappearance. Despite the fact it had been a while, Lucas often found himself thoughtful over it. It was something that he and Fareeha could share, not that they ever talked about it, except with actions. Settled on the roof, Lucas had stared up at the stars, wondering where his father was, as Lucas flat out refused to believe his father was dead. Having been left to care for and raise his sisters, Lucas was glad they were safe, and well. Thank god he had had Angela. He didn't know what he would have done without her. She had helped him through the rough patches of [i]teenage girls[/i]. 

On the roof, Lucas let his thoughts roam. At thirty five, Lucas's greatest achivement was his sisters. Making sure they knew they could always count on him, that they were happy, and could follow their own dreams, was enough for him. Now, with Hana nineteen-and jeez, when did that happen? Seemed only yesterday she was going bonkers over a game...oh, wait, that was yesterday. He chuckled to himself. It seemed only yesterday, that she was small enough to be carried on his hip, that he'd have to hide the Mountain Dew and Doritos in a high cupboard, only to come back and find that she'd somehow managed to get them again. And juliette...he tried so hard to make sure she knew he was there, to know he would support her in anything. Alwaays nudging her to follow her dreams, Lucas would do anything to make them come true. 

As the sun rose, Lucas knew that he needed to go back downstairs and he sighed, sitting back up. Down bellow, he could see Remus, his wolf dog, trotting back to him, from wherever he had gone, a happy grin on his wolf-y face, tongue hanging out. Lucas chuckled, and climbing down of the roof, he stretched when his feet hit the ground, stumbling slightly as Remus leaned against him, pushing him slightly as the wolf-dog put his full weight against him, steeling himself a moment, before he leaned slightly to pat Remus on his head. [color=seagreen]"Hey boy, what were you up to? No troubles?"[/color] Remus gave a wolf-like bark, low and with a slight rumble, causing Lucas to chuckle once more. [color=seagreen]"Come on, buddy, lets go back inside"[/color] He said, starting around the back of the base, he entered through the rear door, Remus trotting after him happily, the large dog often stopping to sniff things, or just have a second look at them. 

Stopping a moment in the small room before the kitchen, Lucas could smell the bacon and eggs cooking. He took the time to fill the animals, the various pets, bowls and feeders, to check their water, Remus going to happily lap at a water bowl. Leaving him to it, Lucas continued onward to the ktichen, watching Angela a moment from the doorway. She'd been working, as she was won't to do, all hours of the day. Lucas wished she wouldn't work quite so hard, but knew that she did it, because she was, generally, the only one for the task. Going over to her, he gathered plates and untensils, setting them within reach, or where people could come to just serve themselves, slipping toast into the revolving (Conveyer) toaster. [color=seagreen]"Good morning, Angela"[/color] He said, giving her a smile. He went to the fridge, taking out butter and various assortments of jams, the home-y task something Lucas was familiar with, as he went through the motions, [color=seagreen]"Long night?"[/color] He asked softly, looking to her once more.