"Courtesy of our dickwad friend, Creed." [i] Ian said, grinning as Lucien stepped off the ship. Ian himself wore his armor, but the mask and helmet were off and showing his face.[/i] "How've you been man?" [i] He asked. He'd always liked Lucien. Him and Damien were like the two older brothers he'd never had; one being immensely weird and completely odd, and the other the sensible and somewhat normal..somewhat. [/i]