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Scarriden

Villains are not the most frightening thing in the shadows here.

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Character Portrait: Lucian Mitchell Character Portrait: Markus "Shadowfaux" Vasco
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LUCIAN MITCHELL
the villain - 2d2a2f - outfit
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xxi throw my head back, heart under attack
xxstraight through the chest like a thunderclap
xxyou can burn too bright, burn too bright to see
xxwith the lights out, a shadow of a doubt
Lucian frowned a little as Markus mentioned not having any friends to cover for him. "Well, then, get that Erin to cover for you. Just so you have a potential alibi in case you need one. You don't have to tell her what you're up to. Just... come up with something."

He was caught off guard by Markus' refusal to just leave if things went wrong. He managed a smile and a small chuckle at being called a pain in the ass. Really, he felt like he hadn't even really brought all that much to things. He'd figured stuff out and he'd saved Markus once, sure, but Markus probably wouldn't have ended up in that situation if it hadn't been for Lucian throwing a tantrum because he wanted to prioritize getting off his face and making stupid decisions.

He ran a hand through his hair, trying to process how exactly he was supposed to respond to the whole situation. His whole life, the only person he'd ever had who had his back was himself. He hadn't been able to reply on anyone, because everyone had just left him. Everyone had abandoned him. And one thing he'd about the villains was that everyone understood it. Everyone else was also depending on themselves and nobody else. There was no expectation to have someone else's back, as long as you also understood that they wouldn't have your back.

So now, having someone who had his back, no matter what, and who had been proving all along that he meant it... he had no idea how to react. There was a part of him that just wanted to shut down and refuse the help and push him away. He didn't want someone else to leave. He didn't want to lose someone else. But there was a part of him that just wanted to believe Markus and trust him and for once in his life, not to have to do things by himself. To have someone else there for him.

"That's probably a stupid decision, hero boy. But... thank you." He cleared his throat and got to his feet. "Anyway. That's enough business talk for tonight. I say we have a few more of these drinks and just relax, we've had a rough few days," he said, topping up his own glass.