[center][h2][color=tan]Lukas[/color][/h2][/center]
Florida, Lukas's home. He was quite glad he didn't have to travel at all to meet with these people. A plane ride was a sure-fire way to make him tired and grumpy as much as he hated to admit it. Three hours in a car were worth one in a plane, even in a place as hot as he lived. Interestingly, he had recognized the name of the resort the group was meeting at. When he was young the family almost vacationed there, but decided to go out of state instead, much to his chagrin. Now he wasn't sure they had made the wrong choice all things considered.

But, enough reminiscing on the past. The present is what all are meant to live in, and it seemed the presentation was finally starting. A woman, Judith Lee if he remembered correctly (he had burnt the letter they gave him, it seemed like a good idea) had taken her place at the front of the room, a projection magically appearing even though no projector could be found. That seemed quite frivolous to him but maybe this was short notice? If it was, he doubted a government agency would willingly admit to being a bit slipshod.

Lukas listened to the presentation with interest, unlike some of the others who were presumably getting used to the Florida sun. Hrmm. Necromancers. Those who played with Lady Baphomet's plans were direct enemies to Lukas, so he was certainly happy to be getting to the root of that problem. First though, the group was going to be participating in a small team-building exercise; Capture the Flag. He was with Finn, the young man who seemed to be hit the worst by the heat of the tropical locale, and Alison, the woman who was taking notes in a small pocketbook and was nervous about harming others with her spells, or being harmed.

[color=tan]"I do not mind being attacked."[/color] Lukas offered, crossing his legs in his chair to prepare for the ritual he was about to perform. [color=tan]"In fact, hold nothing back. My Lord has blessed me, I do not die so easily as the rest."[/color]

With that he focused and concentrated, magical energies swirling around him as his body tensed and his eyes were squeezed shut. His hands were positioned specifically, two fingers pointing towards the moon and sun, two pointing down towards the earth and it's core. He grunted, out of exertion, before, with a 'woosh' the magical energies dissipated as quick as they had gathered. Lukas stood up and stretched out a bit, getting ready for the exercise.

[color=tan]"Well, that is partially true. I also do not die at all."[/color]