What on Earth Are You Doing Here? (Koko)

Lucifer decided to go out on town today it was rather cloudy day so there was no chance that he would blow his cover. He was dressed in military boots and jeans with a rather tight fitting shirt. He was not exactly sure why he chose this outfit but it seemed to fit him so he liked it. To top it off he put on an old nazi trench coat that he wore during the second war. He walked out down the street and ignored the stares he was used to it by now anyways. His hair was spiked in the front as he usually did when he went outside rather then the somewhat slicked back style that he preferred to wear in the coven. Finding a bench in a nearby park under a tree he sat down and crossed one leg over the other.

Kokonaho was sent by the elders to check on the reports of the lack of shifters...or reportings from them...in Italy. So he packed an overnight travel bag. Dressed in a pair of cowboy boots. Brushed his hair and took the first plane out to Italy. The travel was long boring and meaningless. Dressed in a pair of blue jeans, a button up blue top done up completley, a belt with  fancy handmade belt buckle, and a strange wrapping around his wrist...he waited for the plane to land in Italy.


The plane finally arrived in Italy. Departing from the plane and gathering his overnight back...which had shockingly gotten past security due to the objects inside held no metal known to metal detectors and was all wooden or hardened stone. Tossing the bag over his shoulder he departed out into Italy. Beginning his search of the various areas. As he walked through the city he made a slight face. His passport in his front pocket along with his wallet. Heading down the street and into the park. Nowhere had he found any of the shifters the elder knew had been in Italy. He found a corpse that smelled like one.

Nearing a park he turned into it. Hoping the park would have a bit of fresher air. As he walked through the park he showed no expression. "The Italian air heavily reeks of bats, death and ill omens." He said in a barely audible voice. "Just as the elders feared." He scowled a bit. Then showed no expression. A strong and dangerous scent hit his senses but he kept walking without showing reaction. On guard now. Death was in the air.

Lucifer caught an unfamiliar scent. A scent of someone that did not belong here in Italy. Growling slightly he got up to investigate. Looking around he found the source of the scent though not without difficulty as it kept disappearing for some reason he could not get a clear trace of it. "May I ask what your business is here in Italy sir?" He asked when he was standing right behind him. With his arms crossed. Lucifer also had a cigarette between his lips. He learned to talk around them years ago. Lately he smoked a couple packs a day and it never affected him because he was already dead.

Kokonaho looked at the area around him. He managed to make his way into the park deeper and looked around. "Scent definitely came from here." he muttered. Texting Carlos he was going to need their hotsprings bad when he got home. He tensed and flipped to put a few feet between them and move himself to facing the person whose steps took them behind him. Too close for his likings. "You can ask but doesn't mean you'll get an answer. So death bat, what are you wanting?" he asked simply. Looking the man over and crossed his arms. Hair falling back into place.