xxi can take all that you can give
xxit’s survival of the sickest
xxi am not afraid, bring the pain
xxwhat doesn’t kill me makes me vicious
“First things first, drop the word Boss. But... yeah. In an ideal world we’d keep it to after dark, but due to our time constraints I don’t think that’s feasible. Not to mention that if you can fight in broad daylight, you’ll be even stronger in a dimmer setting. As a freelance photographer, you just give me a camera and I have a reason to be skulking anywhere at any given time, so we don’t need to worry about that. In an ideal world, we’d also have more people to practice against but...” he sighed and shook his head. “I don’t want to drag anyone else in to this. I know one or two people who would help, but one of them would probably just want to kick my ass and tell me I’ve had it coming, and the other... Mm, let’s just say it’s complicated.” Their relationship had taken many forms throughout the years, but after one fateful drunken evening, things had gotten decidedly more awkward and Lucian did not want to go back there. They’d be fine, just the two of them. They had to be. Lucian quickly finished eating, although he wished he could sit longer and enjoy it.
“I need to go back to my apartment, shower, get changed, and sort a few other things. I’ll meet you down there about eleven? Oh, and you’ve been far too hospitable letting me hog your bed for the past two nights. Mine is open if you feel like letting me return the favour,” he said with a wink as he pulled on his jacket.