The raised voices pulled Lukas straighter in his seat and half of the lazy sprawl evaporated to be replaced with a tense alertness. He said nothing, though, only reached for his whiskey and sipped it. His dark eyes focused more closely on the group at the pool table.
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Date: 2013-08-25 02:36 am (UTC)