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A Little Pain | Colton & Lucas

Colton was trying to get back into the swing of real life, and it wasn’t doing particularly well but at least he’d sorted this with Maslowe. It would give him the opportunity to assess where he really was at with his training. Having been in the company for about three years now, he wondered sometimes how long it would take until Maslowe thought he was ready to carry out a hit. The thought terrified him but all the same, maybe it could spur him into action. It wasn’t fair on Lucas, after all, to keep going how he was.

So he arrived about on time, as much as he didn’t want to be there, and even conjured up a smile for his trainer upon entering the room. “Yes, sir,” he said with a nod, going to stand at the table.

His eyes slid uncomfortably over the guns, and he glanced over to the other options. After barely a moment of thought, he picked up the crossbow, testing its weight. “Gotta be versatile,” he said, trying to explain away why a trainee hitman hadn’t chosen a gun first and foremost. “By the way, sir, I never actually thanked you for my Christmas present, it was a really nice gesture.”

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Lucas crossed his arms as he watched Colton, seeing the young man evaluate his choices. He didn't make any notion that he approved or disapproved of Colton's choice. "It's true, don't know what you'll be faced with during a mission," he spoke easily, perking a brow as he motioned towards the targets,"take your best shot, Colton."

He was a bit surprised that he mentioned the present, it wasn't a big thing for the man. Just a token for his recruit. "You're welcome, figured every new trainee needs a nice gun. It's a lot easier if you can call the weapon your own. Know how it works, how to take it apart and put it back together."

#sorry this is so short i suck #p;colton

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Ready, Set, Aim | Belle & Lucas

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Isabelle was tired. She had definitely not been born for the business life, yet, there she was, acting as Adam’s personal assistant again to help out because Elena was at home, resting and recovering from being shot. She thought of joking about it to Adam, saying that all of his assistants got shot, but knowing the fact that he was a real drama queen, she would probably make him all grumpy mcgills and no. No, she definitely didn’t feel like dealing with that kind of Adam at the moment. But, it was six o’clock and Meredith told her to go home, despite her boyfriend’s protest, see, she liked Meredith so much. The woman just knew how to handle Adam. Anyways, it was 6pm, she was going home and she would probably take a shower and hope in bed.

Before she could actually hop in bed, pajama and all, there was a knock on her door. Lucas? She thought to herself when she saw the man’s image through the peep hole and then, opened the door. “Wait, what?” Truth be told, Isabelle didn’t even know where she had put the guns that both him and Adam had given her, still, she waved Lucas inside and told him to wait a little while she changed her clothes and looked for those goddamn guns. Letting out a sigh, she finally remembered where she had put those things and, after getting the gun Lucas had given her, she shoved it down her purse and went back to the living room. “I don’t mean to be rude and ungrateful but why? I mean, why now?” Belle asked as she opened the door to them and stepped out. “Stairs or elevator?”

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Lucas knew that Adam had been working Isabelle to the bone though he had no idea why. He figured it was just to keep her close but if Lucas had a girlfriend working with him than it was likely that no work would get done. Then again, Adam and Lucas were very different people. At the moment Lucas didn't care if Belle was tired, what was important was that she learned how to defend herself. They couldn't always be there if something happened to her.

"Elevator," he said simply, pressing the button and waiting for it to arrive. He looked back at the brunette. "With...recent events I think it's best if you learned how to at the very least learn how to properly shoot a gun. We don't need you accidentally shooting your toes off."

#p;belle

Ready, Set, Aim | Belle & Lucas

With the most recent shooting Lucas knew he had to teach Belle who to use a gun. He didn't necessarily want her to use it but he needed her to know how to defend herself. He couldn't lose another person in his life. Belle had always reminded him of his little sister. If his sister Lydia was still alive, she would be about the same age as Belle. He hadn't been able to save his sister but perhaps he could prevent anything from happening to Belle.

"Come on, grab you're coat and the your gun," he told her, leaning against the doorway. "I'm going to teach you a few things."

#tfbelle #p;belle

A Little Pain | Colton & Lucas

The training with Colton had been going unusually well, and Lucas didn't know how long this good streak would last. With the most recent shooting, Lucas couldn't have his protege ready soon enough. Things in Regium were only going to end up worse from that day forward. When Colton suggested their next training session he was surprised but hopeful that it meant the young man was coming to terms with his current occupation.

Lucas set up their regular meeting place, placing several targets before heading over to the table of weapons. It was important that a hitman knew how to use several weapons, especially if something happens that leaves one without a gun. It was also because Lucas knew that Colton was the keenest on guns, something he would have to eventually get over. For now though, Lucas would allow Colton a bit of comfort.

"Right on time," Lucas spoke, looking up from the table as the young man came inside,"pick a weapon, any weapon."

#tfcolton #p;colton

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And The Winner Is | Paula & Lucas

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Paula laughed when he confirmed her preferred utensils. “I knew I could trust you,” she grinned, looking up at him; even wearing her heels, she was still shorter than him. At his offer to help her practice chopsticks, she smiled, pleased. “Practice is definitely needed, and if you happen to be a secret master, then you must teach me your ways,” she teased in return.

She leveled him with a look of amusement. “Please, Lucas, I know you too well not to believe you’re always up to something.” Her words were light, and despite them, she listened interestedly when he described his recent past. “Training? New recruits?” she asked, curious. For all her working with the gangs she really didn’t know what it was like to be a part of one.

The question caught her by surprise and she didn’t know how to respond for a moment. That was something she’d never been asked before. After all, Tiana and Harry Kress didn’t particularly care what it was like so long as the work was done, and her sisters lived it with her. Finally she shrugged lightly. “It feels a bit like finals week of college: working on two different topics at the exact same time and still somehow managing to dedicate as much time as necessary to both. It’s also much easier when the city is quiet.” Realizing she’d been talking for a while, she shook her head. “But you don’t really want to hear me talk about work all night,” she laughed softly.

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The smirk was ever present on Lucas' lips, the man was a regular casanova and tonight wasn't much different other than technically Paula paid to go on a date with him. "Oh Paula, I have many secret talents that I am just dying to show you," he spoke, his voice husky as he leaned in to whisper in her ear,"and you'd enjoy them all."

He leaned away with a broad grin, slipping out of the car and offering her his hand. "See, you say you trust me but then you assume I am up to something," Lucas perked a brow,"it's a bit of a contradiction." The Frenchman led the blonde towards the restaurant, one hand on the small of her back. "Just one new recruit but he is proving surprisingly difficult, he might not be cut out for what the boss needs him to do. It's not an easy job, I would know. I much prefer being a bodyguard."

Lucas opened the door for her before letting the hostess know they had a table reserved. The woman led them to the corner booth, telling them the waiter would be right with them. "It doesn't sound easy," he noted with a perk of his brow,"I don't mind, I like listening to you talk, no matter the subject."

#p;paula

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Seth Gecko in 1.07; "Pandemonium"

Lucas Maslowe + Character Tropes

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"Yeah, sounds fine. Whereabouts?"

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"The usual place. If I change my mind on the place I'll let you know."

#c;colton

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"Hence why I don’t go to those ones, you should know that."

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"How have you been, Alana?"

#c;alana

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"You can say that again."

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"I would just repeat myself but that seems a bit cliche."

#c;ariana

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"Technically, there hasn’t been a shooting since October, so you’ve had around 70 to 80 relaxing days."

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"Then why does it feel like this happened last week too?"

#c;belle

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"Oh, you did? That’s nice, sir, did you have fun?" Then he thought a moment. "I’ve got nothing planned. Like, at all. How soon are you thinking? Like, on Sunday, maybe?"