But I will Not Hold
who: Haze & Puppeteer @retrocausalities where:the bar at the gala. when: Somewhere in the hours of the Night
Agents, Agents everywhere but he was the only drop of pink. Malakai gave himself the once over at the pink attire he decided for the night. Sure, he knew that he looked hella fine but maybe Ampi was right, he kinda shoulda have gone with something a little more lowkey. Sure, there were spots of color here and there. Mostly muted tones, blood red and an whole ocean of black. Except for this one pair that looked like they were from some kinda Disney movie, bold choice for sure. Still part of him was starting to think black would have been the safer option. Everything looked sexier when dressed in black.
Yet the moment he had that thought, Malakai immediately redacted that thought as his eyes locked onto one annoying ass bitch. Malakai could clock that perfectly poised posture anywhere. Well not really Malakai, more his alter ego Haze. It was Haze who had crossed paths with this melodramatic ass more times that he would like to sound. Smoke Materlization came in pretty handy against their puppet controlling fine ass. They were just one massive headache to Haze.
Every.Single.Time.
Sure, maybe Malakai was meant to be on the lowkey tonight. Part of him could blame that it was a Haze thing. Even though being on this mission was a Haze thing but he could worry about that later. When one of Haze's fine-ass, annoying-ass, overdramatic, melodramatic, posh-as speaking, fine-ass foes was present. It was not Haze to ignore. It was his duty to approach their ass.
Just doing his duty, Haze repositions his mask and straightens up his suit. Even more self assured that he looked better than what this nemesis was wearing. His fingers delicately drag over the bar leading all the way to is rival. Haze leans against the bar staying close proximity to the one and only Puppeteer "Well, well if it isn't Pinocchio. Left your little wood-work workshop place..." Dammit his stuttered, he had not thought the cool slick line before. Too much though on their annoying ass but he still keep talking. "Well looks like we meet again," Haze gives a smooth recovery, "Really...you came here. Dressed like that? Get into a catfight or something, Pinocchio?" He knew it wasn't their name but it was very amusing to see them instantly get worked up.