Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20160216181001/@comment-26104528-20160518031559

Taking Azzie's arm, Honara followed the magic mobster out of the club, her eyes darting toward anything that could be used as a mirror. No luck. The most reflective things around were replica tesla coils and those could only offer distorted images.

"HEY! YOU!" the man shouted in Azzie's direction as he stormed forwards, about to lay his hands on the rattlesnake.

" WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY-" he stopped upon noticing Honara's face. What hostility and threat he once held was now replaced with nothing but awkward silence.

"S-Sorry. Thought you were someone else..." he began shuffling away, half distressed at the scene he just amde and half relived that that wasn't actually his fiance in an affair.