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L.A By Night (Classic World of Darkness: Vampires, Werecreatures, Mages, Demons, Hunters and more)

Lucas looked up when a man addressed him. This was the same man he'd seen in the picture online. He vaguely remembered the face. Lucas nodded and got up, following him to a table. He sat himself down silently as David mentioned having another friend there to meet. Lucas's eyes followed his to the man, accompanied by the woman who had approached him earlier.

The scarfed young man hid his hands on his lap under the table. He hadn't been prepared to deal with other people. Honestly, he hadn't been prepared for this at all. He went back to eyeing David with his dark stare. Was this man possessed? He certainly didn't act like it... But at the same time, he gave off a weird vibe. It was same unsettled feeling Lucas got right before every exorcism. He was almost certain that there was a demon near, and it could very well be inside of this man.

Lucas had never heard of a demon going dormant before, but he supposed anything was possible. When this was over, he needed to get in touch with Seymour and see what he thought. If Lucas's suspicion was correct, and David was still possessed, then Lucas wasn't sure if he was going to able to remove the demon on his own. He remembered very clearly the feeling of fighting that demon, how close he had come to losing to it. Lucas had never been possessed, despite having dragged countless demons into his own body. He didn't know what would happen if he was, and he really didn't want to find out.

L.A By Night (Classic World of Darkness: Vampires, Werecreatures, Mages, Demons, Hunters and more)

Coolio. Imma wait for Wraith to post so that he can get caught up and I'll have more to respond to.

L.A By Night (Classic World of Darkness: Vampires, Werecreatures, Mages, Demons, Hunters and more)

Wow I sure am bored :/

Cerendale: Forged In the Mind

I have no idea what Pelor is, or why it is any more or less fantasy appropriate than any other religion. I've always played Luca as a Catholic priest, so I don't really feel open to change that aspect of him. I'll just take him out.

A young girl shyly walks out from behind a bookstore

Who the hell put this bookstore in my living room?

Cerendale: Forged In the Mind

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L.A By Night (Classic World of Darkness: Vampires, Werecreatures, Mages, Demons, Hunters and more)

Lucas retreated a bit into his scarf as the gift was offered to him. He was almost like a little turtle with a shell, and about as friendly. He just stared at the gift as it was thrusted towards him, and then only took it when the woman insisted with what sounded like a threatening tone.

He gingerly picked it up with his gloved hand and turned it over to inspect it. What was he supposed to do with this piece of junk? He never got mail. The only friend he had outside of an aging priest was blind! He begrudgingly pocketed the item, considering tossing it in the garbage when he left just out of spite. Maybe Father Walter would like it.

As the woman departed, Lucas wondered what exactly she was. She didn't really give off a demon-y vibe, so he honestly didn't care too much. As he returned to fidgeting with his hands, he began to think about why he had agreed to come here in the first place.

L.A By Night (Classic World of Darkness: Vampires, Werecreatures, Mages, Demons, Hunters and more)

Lucas took to twiddling his thumbs as he waited. He was startled once again as another young woman approached him. He was beginning to wonder what he did to make people think this was okay. He shifted uncomfortably as she asked if he was looking for someone. His hands squeezed his knees gently and he looked anywhere but at her.

His dark eyes returned back to her when she twisted her voice to reach only his ears. Wide with surprise, he made eye contact with her for a moment before breaking off. He shook his head. He very much would not like to join them. Lucas wasn't exactly one for chit chat. He really just wanted to get this whole thing over with so that he could return to his comfort zone. He didn't even consider that the man they were meeting was one and the same as the one who had invited him here.

L.A By Night (Classic World of Darkness: Vampires, Werecreatures, Mages, Demons, Hunters and more)

The cafe was a few blocks from the church, but Lucas was used to walking. He didn't have a driver's license, and riding buses made him a bit too uncomfortable. Honestly, crowds in generally spooked him. Sometimes there were too many people just walking down the street.

He stuck out a bit. Lucas seemed to be constantly cold natured, preferring to be bundled up even in the LA heat. He wore the same black turtleneck and slacks, his scarf wrapped around his neck and hiding half of his face. His shoes were old, brown, beat up looking work boots. They were probably given to him second hand. He then wore a pair of old leather gloves on his hands, just in case he had to come in contact with anyone. He couldn't tell non-humans from humans, and most non-humans were burned by his touch. There had been only a couple incidents in his lifetime, but he'd rather not repeat of them.

The young man seemed to stay drawn in on himself as he maneuvered through the evening crowd on the streets. He didn't like being bumped into, so he just made himself as small as possible. Given his frame, it wasn't hard.

When he arrived as the diner, Lucas shuffled into the foyer and looked around. He could vaguely remember what the man he was looking for looked like, but he didn't see him here yet. He scooted out of the way as a woman walked by him, approaching a man and asking if he was some odd name. The concept of internet dating was lost on Lucas, who could just barely use a laptop and had the romantic appeal of a dead fish.

"Hello sir, can I help you?" Lucas jumped a bit as a hostess walked up to him and chirped at him in her perky tone. He looked at her with a wild eyed expression, not quite sure what to do. This was usually the part where Father Walter would speak up for him, but he had no companion with him now. Lucas glanced around, then shook his head quickly. He backed up and eased himself onto one of the benches offered to wait for the man he planned to meet to arrive.

L.A By Night (Classic World of Darkness: Vampires, Werecreatures, Mages, Demons, Hunters and more)

Upon reaching their home, a quaint, old Catholic church near downtown LA, the odd pair made their way inside to settle in for a while. Lucas was still a bit drained, so Father Walter figured he'd be nice and prepare the younger man's "lunch". This consisted of pureed fruits, vegetables, vitamin powder, and a medical grade protein sludge. It smelled about as appetizing as it sounded. Luckily, Lucas didn't have to taste it.

The priest took the smoothie to Lucas, who had curled up and fallen asleep on the old couch in his 'bedroom'. Lucas woke up just long enough to hook the concoction up to the pump that would deliver it through the tube sticking out of his stomach, then went right back to sleep.

Father Walter headed off to his study to prepared for the next mass's sermon. He still had some writing to do. He hadn't but just sat down when his phone rang. He picked up to an unfamiliar voice, asking him about Lucas. Not by name, but the description wasn't hard to place.

"I'm afraid he doesn't much care for public get togethers," The Father tried to explain nicely that his ward would likely have no interest in meeting this man. However, the stranger persisted. "I'll give him the message and have him text back." That was all the priest could promise.

He got up again and made his way back to Lucas's room. By this time, the younger man had regained most of his energy. He was sitting up on his bed, reading a book from his numerous collection.
"A man by the name of David Jones called. He wanted to set up a meeting with you; something about how you helped him."

Lucas looked up from his book, his dark eyes settling warily on the priest at this news. His thoughts were pretty clear; he didn't want anything to do with anyone he didn't know. Not if he didn't have to. Father Walter just shrugged. "I just told him I'd let you know. Here's his e-mail if you want to write him back." Father Walter left the man with a slip of paper with the e-mail hand written. Lucas took it and stared at it for a bit.

Curiosity took over. Lucas got up and pulled out the small laptop he'd been given to use for communication. He rarely touched it, except to the send e-mails to Seymour. He opened it up and pulled up the browser to looked up the name of the man who wished to see him. A Facebook profile came up with the picture of a familiar face in the corner. Lucas did know this man.

It had been a night several weeks ago. A Hunter had approached him to ask for help dealing with a demon worshiping cult, and Lucas had agreed. He hadn't let Father Walter know about the more dangerous of his outings, out of worry that the priest would try to stop him. This one had been particularly difficult. The first time, in fact, that Lucas had not been able to handle the demon he tried to evict. The cult had summoned the beast into the body of a man they had captured, and by the time Lucas had arrived, it had already possessed him. While the Hunter fought off the cult members, Lucas attempted to exorcise the demon. Once the beast was pulled into Lucas's own body, he found himself unable to defeat it. He had never faced something like this before. He could feel that demon had been weakened, but it had managed to escape. Lucas didn't know where, as he had fallen unconscious soon after the beast had left him. He had awoken the next morning at the hunter's own home before making his way back to the church. The whole experience had left him drained for a couple days.

He stared at the picture of the man, wondering if meeting him might lead to answers as to where that powerful demon had gotten off to. Lucas decided that it was worth braving the public. He opened up his e-mail and wrote the man back, leaving only "OKAY" written in the message before sending it.

He then got up and grabbed his scarf to head off to the cafe mentioned.