[centre][b][h1][color=springgreen]Lucio[/color][/h1][/b][/centre]


Lucio, a man of many tastes, yet was one that enjoyed the simple things, was dancing. One of the many things he did well, Lucio did it for the simple pleasure of it, and rather enjoyed making people smile. Always recognised wherever he went, it didn’t hurt to take a moment or two to make someone laugh, or smile. And that was what Lucio was all about. He danced about, his frog Kermit resigned to the motion as he swayed on Lucio’s shoulder. When he was finished, the frog drew a lot of happy sounds as he leaped off Lucio’s shoulder, jumping around the young kids that had gathered to watch. Lucio leaned back slightly and smiled, before clicking his fingers, the frog jumping back over, and into his hand. Kermit was a born show goer, but it was his colouring that really attracted people, rather exotic, he was an interesting frog. 

Lucio had saved the frog when he was bit a wee-bit of a thing, and they hadn’t been parted since. Lucio nodded to the crowd, flicked them a two fingered salute, and sauntered off, content. Renting a car was rather easy, and Lucio was soon puttering off, having once more been delayed on returning to the base, the young entertainer, freedom fighter, was once more on his way. While he had other commitments, he always returned to the base, every few weeks. He’d take what missions he could, and he’d help out. 

And there was always the chance he’d come across someone that could be useful to the base while he was out, on tour. Kermit sat on the dashboard, staring out the window, but looked towards Lucio as if he could read his train of thoughts. Sometimes Lucio thought that the frog could. 

[color=springgreen]”Yeah, yeah, and there’s always the chance that Hana will be there”[/color] He said to Kermit, who turned back around, leaving Lucio grinning at himself. Talking to his frog. It was probably a coincidence that Kermit had turned around like that. Still, it wasn’t like Kermit was going to go blabbing to anyone. Besides, Hana was just one reason to return. There was also nudging Juliette along, in her music. The girl had some serious talent. He chuckled, and kept on driving. When he was closer to the base, however, Lucio climbed out the car, well aware that some rental companies had tracking devices, and he put his stakes on, starting off, pack over his shoulders, the frog on his shoulder. 

It was a pleasant ride, and Lucio hummed to himself, piercing tunes together randomly, he just about flew across the ground, covering the distance, he soon reached the base, and grinning he skidded to a halt just outside the garage. He changed his skates-lord knew what Angela might do if he came into the base with his skates, no doubt dirty, on, and changed into his shoes, heading inside the base, quite happy. He was home. Dropping his things off in his room, Lucio went to report that he was back, soon finding out that Angela was locked away in her office, clearly in a meeting. Not wanting to disturb her, he instead retreated to the kitchen. Food was calling.