TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR // sleepless night *OOC Prompt 11/10*

[Luca]

[div style="margin: 0 auto; border-width:0; width: 70%; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;"]Unlike his children, it wasn't uncommon to see Luca up at such an hour. He was mostly nocturnal by nature, and although he had managed to break from that for a while, after the exhaustion of the kids he had managed to step down and fall back into his old ways. The cool wind was a relief against his hot skin, and he took pleasure in the atmosphere as he made his rounds across the island. Although he usually hated feeling alone, there were time when it was almost a relief. His claustrophobia was fading, but it was still a very real thing. No amount of love for his boyfriend and children would erase what had happened to him all those years ago. The thought made him stop and frown, and for a moment he thought that the coppery smell of blood he'd picked up on the wind was a result of the bad memory. But then it intensified, and he realised that it was more that just a trauma-fuelled hallucination. Although he wasn't a high position anymore, it was still his obligation to check on anything suspicious. If there was anything dangerous on the island it had to be dealt with, if not for the clan then for his kids. He turned to head towards the smell. It wouldn't take long with those enhanced senses of his.

In the past, Luca had watched as Caesar tortured a child. He seemed to take pleasure in it, despite a number of his crewmates telling him that it was unacceptable behaviour. At the time Luca had been rather passive, for he wasn't one to act all high and mighty when it came to crime. He was a torturer himself, and a murderer, and everything in between. It was hypocritical for him to get mad over things like that.

However, that fear of hypocrisy would not save Caesar from the hellhound's wrath. It was a completely different story when it came to his children. They and Junji were the only thing anchoring him to whatever peaceful state he'd managed to latch on to. As he emerged from the surroundings to come across the scene, there were no words for the rush of emotion that took over him. The grass beneath him hissed and wilted as his body temperature rose, anger so deep it made his heart ache eating away at his restraint. Caesar had always been an amusing one. Fun to watch, especially when something got him fired up. Although it was clear by the way Luca leapt at Caesar that this time around he was less than amused. He aimed to bowl the feline over, ignoring the viscera of the dead rabbit. If his mind wasn't so one-track it would have been quite the distraction, but he had not time now for getting flustered over blood and guts.

"Disgusting," He hissed, irises alight with the hypnotising glow of bloodlust. "Attacking Typhoon children? No wonder a kid was promoted before you." Regardless of whether or not his first attack had landed, Luca's jaws would part before lunging at the feline's throat. In all his blind rage, he seemed to forget that they were being watched. Not that the fact would have stopped him.