Who: LaCroix & Damien Thorn What: LaCroix encounters the Anti-Christ When: Night Where: Outside a theater Rating: TBD LaCroix had decided to venture out for the evening, spending his time between hotel room and his job was getting quite tiresome. He was in desperate need for culture. The elder had purchased him a ticket to the opera Pagliacci, a tale of betrayal then finally murder. It was probably not the best thing to see, considering how things were and had been in his past but it was one he wanted to see. So he attended the performance like countless others in his best clothing, finding his seat and settling in for the hours it would last.
At times, watching the events played out an expression of amusement would pass across his pallid face while at other times he seemed devoid of emotions. The final where Pagliacci kills those who betrayed him, LaCroix found he liked that ending quite well. The former general stepped calmly out of the theater, his tall and compactly build frame was clad in his finery. He wore a black Italian suit with a black undershirt beneath and a pair of matching loafer shoes on his feet. LaCroix stood there a moment, perfectly still much like a marble statue dressed up to resemble a human being but then his eyelids blinked and the illusion was gone.