money don't matter / invitation to roseblood halloween festival

[Luca]

Much like Bakugou, Luca didn't know much about the Rosebloods, and couldn't bring himself to care about them all that much. He'd never interacted with anyone from there (not that he could remember, anyway) and their name sounded all... high and mighty, like they took themselves super seriously. Luca couldn't handle groups like that, the 'blood' in the title was reminiscent of those groups that paraded around family and bloodlines as if they had any worth at all. Stifling and stupid. Blood wasn't poetic or important or pure, it was just blood. Still, maybe he was assuming something that wasn't the truth. He knew nothing about this group's traditions or how they acted. Maybe their title had no meaning at all, and he was reading too far into it. Either way, he found himself paying attention as Bakugou pulled him from his work to shout about an invitation. He dusted flour from his fur and trotted over curiously, seemingly putting his guilt towards the feline in the past for now. He was much too busy at the moment thinking about parties and other fun things.

Bakugou dropped the invitation and Luca wandered forwards to read it, although that had never been his strong point. He squinted at the words for a bit before managing to make them out, mouthing them silently to get them into his brain. He never trusted anyone that referred to themselves as "lord", but he guessed it was equal to Pincher calling himself captain. Still, captain seemed less... anime villain, he supposed. Luca definitely wasn't opposed to going though. He didn't like to miss parties, even if the party's hosts were giving off strong evil vampire vibes. At least vampires were sexy, and hey, free drinks! "Guess I'll go," he said to no one in particular, settling back in the sand to give the others a chance to read the invitation.