Feeling Good
Still as the man spoke Luck felt some of the fear slip away and despite herself she took a single tentative step towards him. “I- Uh... yes.” Her voice wavered, the surprise of hearing Bacchus' name uttered by the stranger plain upon her face. She tried in vain to try place the russet male but just couldn't, she had been too focused on the fighting to care much about anyone else who had shown up... except for... well... Shaking her head Luck drove images of the purple demon from her mind.
“You don't happen to know where he is do you? I mean- Have you seen him at all recently?” It was a long shot but Luck couldn't keep the hope and desperation from her voice as she peered at the male, bright blues seeking to meet his gaze for the first time.
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