First Meeting.
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"Hey," Andrew seemed a bit out of breath as he opened the door.
"Hey," Lucas grinned, hands in his pockets. "May I.. come in?"
"Of course. Do you want anything to drink?"
"No thank you. It's all good."
Andrew nodded. He stepped to the side, allowing Lucas to enter. Lucas marveled at the home. Though it looked small, simple on the outside, the inside was filled with trinkets and decor and a warm sense of home. He ran his hand along a beam, the wood scraping gently against his calloused fingers.
"This place is lovely…"
"I built it myself. Have to take pride in this place, don't I?"
Lucas hummed in reply, taking a breath.
"Now," Lucas sat next to Andrew, who had sat on the couch in front of the fireplace. "How much am I being paid, before we start?"
"Diamond blocks. Discs. Rare armor trims," Andrew moved his hands, to suggest the amount of wealth he'd give. "Anything you want, really."
"My interest has been caught. What's the charges? Who's the victim? Why? Any accomplices?"
Andrew let out a little sigh before he spoke. "Multiple counts of theft and trespassing. Alex and Alli's home, no accomplices. I still need a good reason why."
"Oh my…"
"You'll be rewarded, that's all I'm saying."
"If I wasn't, you'd be in heavy debt." Lucas snickered, and for a second Andrew thought he saw a glimpse of a blade. Andrew tensed up for just a moment, before looking back up at Lucas again, who'd been rambling a little bit. "There's multiple reasons you could claim innocence. Have you lost anyone close to you recently? Family issues? Did any other detrimental events happen to you?"
"Alex killed Nova not long ago," Andrew took a sip of a drink; likely tea. "Along with every single living thing in our house."
"Gods.."
"Which is why I took this," He pulled a golden apple out of his pocket. It shined with a dim purple light; enchanted. "I thought he wasn't deserving of it."
Lucas nodded, pulling his legs up. He rested his chin on his knees, thinking.
"You could definitely plead insanity. 'He didn't know what he was doing, the poor soul has been through things in these past few weeks.'" He gave himself a brave tone, laughing to himself. Perhaps he wasn't the best to have as a lawyer, he seemed a bit… out of his head. "Prices will be discussed after we win the case. I won't take from a grieving man, especially if he's put behind bars."
"You seem quite sure of yourself," Andrew grinned, looking up at Lucas once more. "I respect it."
Lucas gave a small nod, standing. Andrew mirrored him, standing up as Lucas spoke. "I look up to your father; I mirror the spirit I see in him."
Andrew laughed, letting his head fall back for just a moment. He ran his fingers through his hair, making a mess of it. "Beware pride before the fall, my friend! I once tried to follow in his footsteps and look where it's led me."
Lucas got close to Andrew, using gentle hands to fix his shirt collar. His fingers brushed against unprotected skin, and it felt as though he'd left a mark in their path.
"My pride comes from my soul, not from the blood I was given.
Unlike your father, I know where a line must be drawn."
"I respect that, I really do. maybe we’re more alike than I previously acknowledged."
Lucas smiled up at Andrew, resting his hands on his shoulders. "Perhaps we really are. I look forward to our partnership, in these times. I hope our bond can strengthen after this, though we've met over detrimental circumstances. Perhaps we can meet again in a few days?"
"That would be nice."
"Then so be it. Can we meet here once more?"
"Of course. You're always welcome in my home."
Lucas nodded. He realized he still had his hands on Andrew, and pulled away. Purple dusted his cheeks, as red dusted Andrew's, but the two paid it little mind. Andrew walked Lucas to the door, stifling a little yawn with his hand.
Lucas was about to leave, but he paused in the doorway. He turned just enough to see Andrew.
"Take care of yourself. Okay?"
"...Okay."













