The blood Lucain stood out like a sore thumb in the middle of the grassy field, and the pulsating red aura around him didn't help matters even one bit. It made him stand out even more, as a matter of fact. He was hating his life right now, without a doubt.
He had traveled to the park as a Lucain, not wanting to risk being seen going to a public park. It just wasn't right for famous actors to be seen doing monotonous, daily activities. They did those things all behind closed doors. Otherwise, the mystery that the stage presented was destroyed. Just because he was an actor second didn't mean that he didn't take things seriously, besides, mafia leaders shouldn't really go out in the open either.
The words of his children still echoed in his head; they were his only reason for being here. Under no other circumstances would
he be hunting for
Easter eggs. What nonsense!
"Cynder, will you get a move on?" Karkaine called out, not looking behind him, but rather taking the time to observe their scenery. He was sure that his mate had caught up by now, despite his complaints.