[center][h1][color=686F91]Lucas Walsh[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=686F91]Location:[/color][/b] Justice Memorial Recovery Ward[/center][hr]

Lucas watched Risa closely as she slept, finally starting to let his thoughts wander between everything. There was the message he'd gotten, the order he had thus far refused to follow. Then there was the bombing itself, what he'd saw, what he remembered, any kind of memories he could conjure up to try and give him a better indication of what had happened. As if on cue, Lucas heard the door open, looking over to Gregory as he came in. He recognised the man from the party last night, and he had to admit he was immediately suspicious, but he didn't make that clear just yet.

Listening to his question, Lucas recalled his memories, the images of the woman he'd spotted, but before he could bring anything up in response, his phone buzzed again. Taking hold of it, he looked over the message, another reminder. He didn't reply yet again, keeping quiet as he tucked his phone back in his pocket, only perked up again as he heard that word. - 'Athena' - Moving to stand, Lucas immediately took a defensive scan as his gaze shifted up to Gregory, ready to attack the man before he spoke up again and set the gun down, prompting a confused look from Lucas. 

He gave Roy a nod, taking the gun and opening up the cylinder as he peered into it, making sure that it was indeed loaded before he closed it again, tucking it into the back of his pants as he watched Roy go, deciding it would be better to ask questions later. He remained where he was, thinking on things until the lights went out. In a second the gun was in Lucas' hand and he was on his feet, pointing it toward the door in a military-style grip,  shifting his aim around as the lights came back on.

When Roy came in again, Lucas almost blew his head off, lowering his weapon as he approached and began to unhook Risa. Nodding his head to her, he moved over, setting his free hand on the bed as he kept the other firmly holding his gun. [b][color=686F91]"I'll look after her, you go ahead and lead the way."[/color][/b] He'd insist, not exactly trusting the man yet, he wasn't about to put Risa directly in his hands.