FATAL ATTRACTION — TEM.

[Luca]

Luca didn't have any voices in his head. At some point he did, back when he shared his mind with the demon that he considered his adoptive mother, but her soothing voice was long gone now. He missed her reassuring words and the promise that he would always have instructions to follow. Without his mama he was lost, forced to wander the earth with no one telling him what to do or who to be. That was why he had joined the Typhoon, and that was the reason he was so fixated on Pincher. Luca admired authority figures because they gave him something he couldn't get by himself. They gave him direction and a purpose, something to do other than mope around and succumb to his darker thoughts. The only problem with authority was all the rules. Luca was always taught to take what he wanted from the world. The holy Father had told him that the world was a test, and to reach divinity he first had to prove his strength. Divinity was the final goal, as it should be for all living beings, so he would prove that he was stronger than all. The Typhoon was the ideal place for him, then. A group known for its bloodthirsty nature; a place where he could exercise his strength without getting exiled like he had been so many times before.

Luca tried his best to keep his gaze steady as Pinch turned to face him, but his fragile mental state caused his confidence to falter. A puff of smoke exited Luca's mouth as well, although it was of his own creation, polluted and black. "I'm doing well," he said, although the smile he forced on his face didn't look all that genuine. A crack appeared in Luca's wolfish facade, and his eyes fell swiftly to his paws. "What about you?" And then his vulnerability was gone as soon as it came, and he was staring intensely into the feline's eyes once more. He attempted to scoot forwards a little, to perhaps bump into his leader 'accidentally' and hopefully get at least a hint of physical affection. It had been so long since he'd had something so little as a hug. It was unlikely though; Luca saw first hand how close Pincher was to his future husband. Their relationship was cute, they looked happy together, and that thought alone filled Luca with an unholy bitterness. He wished he could have what they had, but he knew it was near impossible. very few people could keep up with his... needs, and fewer still were willing to. Luca ran his tongue over his teeth in an attempt to clear the sour taste from his tongue, blinking slowly as he awaited his leader's answer.