A calming peace cascaded through the room that Frank was staying in as he tried to sleep. It was getting to him. He had not been able to get sleep in the last three days as every time he managed to close his eyes and no matter how tired he was he would continue to be jerked away by a sudden wave of energy that surged through his body like the power that came from a cord. It had become less painful and was more classified as that of an annoyance but still he was not able to shake the feeling. On one day he had thought he was dying and this was first signs of the incoming stroke or heart attack he was sure he was due for. None of his habits contributed to the ideal picture of health but they were what made him who he was so what would be the point of stopping them when in reality he had no absolute reason to other than to live longer. He had no plans for the day but heard word around the people in the city that there was some type of event going on that had food and all that good stuff but there was supposed to be some type of sparing match going on that was open to people who would come right off the street. Lucas always jumped at the time to test his abilities and that was the primary reason he was interested in this to begin with. He would deal with it later though as for now he would try and get his sleep

After a few more moments of actually trying to get sleep, Lucas got annoyed that he could not get sleep but maybe that was for the better as it seemed likely that that was a sign for him to get off his ass and actually do shit. He threw himself to the floor from his bed and dipped out to the shower only to return just as quickly wasting no time of his for moderate bullshit like that. He headed out of his home and looked at the empty streets assuming that everyone who was usually around messing about had to have already headed to the fair. Lucas had no idea where to go but figured the best place to head would be in the direction of the festive music that was playing. He listened as he walked and casually strolled at how pleasing the sound was to him. It was relaxing to see people enjoying life and not dwelling on the material bullshit that was typically the case. He wanted things like this to be the norm but the sea life did not really allow him to see to it that things like this would in fact be the case. He only had himself to look out for and of course the cause that he fought for. Other people came second as opposed to the cause no matter how entwined their goals would be towards his as what mattered was that which they aligned themselves with. It did not take long for him to reach the festival area after following the music. He knew that things would be simpler seeing as how everyone was having a good time. His main goal was finding out where the damn sparing arena was. The amber eyes of the revolutionary searched through the urchins that lurked around looking for a way to get to his destination but he continued to come up short on his search and getting more and more reckless with his searches. 

At the next moment he would catch a glimpse of an arena type place that was make shift and looked to only be created to be used for the current festivities. Laughter sprung out as a group of children made their way out of the small and tiny arena. He was confused as to why children would even be near a place designed for combat but sighed and remembered that this was for people to have fun and forget about the mundane existences they had while being regular people. This was for everyone to have fun so he knew that being an uptight douche was the wrong way of going about things. Keeping his eyes on the surrounding area he made his way to and into the arena and took a good look around just to make sure he had a good grip on his bearings and would not be snuck up on. It was as makeshift as he assumed it was from the outside glance. He felt no reason to be so on guard but still he was not used to relaxing as such.

Post 2&3: Wc done in this post M8.