[center][h1][color=686F91]Lucas Walsh[/color][/h1] [img]https://49.media.tumblr.com/d0e06139f8729e50bfa26ab51e647538/tumblr_njz5kjs1D41r9t15do1_500.gif[/img][/center] [center][color=686F91][b]Location:[/b][/color] ARGUS HQ, Athens [color=686F91][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Risa [@Lady Amalthea][/center] Watching her closely, a pleased grin crept onto his lips as Lucas seemed to believe he had calmed her down at least to a degree. Chuckling at her mocking comment, he shifted his arm so it rested behind and around her somewhat, shrugging. [color=686F91][b]"Maybe you're right, but I would be missing out on the free booze,"[/b][/color] he looked down at her, right side of his lips tugged upward in a wry smirk. [color=686F91][b]"By all means, what's mine is yours."[/b][/color] He chuckled in a deliberately over-exaggerated manner, waving a hand in the direction of his wardrobe as he shifted back on the bed, laying down to rest his head on the pillow once she'd got up to stand, seeming comfortably enough in his dress shirt and trousers, mostly having an issue with the jacket which remain hung up by the door, and the bow tie which rested undone about his neck. [color=686F91][b]"Try and return this one though, hm?"[/b][/color] Lucas taunted, many a time she had 'borrowed' some clothes from his quarters only for them to magically disappear sometime after the minute-long walk back to her quarters, by this point he generally assumed she did it deliberately. Briefly, he wondered how the other trainee's preparations were coming along, no doubt Dorian and Elijah had been a tad distracted after Eli's burst into song. Greta and Oliver seemed hard at work when the two had passed them, not that Lucas had stuck around to ask them - he hadn't seen Yuuna or Yongrui, but assumed the two were hard at work as usual - much as he despised Yuuna, he couldn't fault her work ethic. He hadn't seen Rucks or Abel either, but once more assumed the two were hard at work - same as Len and Roland. As for he and Risa, well, his hard work had been convincing her not to shoot him over the dress.