blaize

he sat at the table waiting for mariella; he was way too early as usual. the waiters had annoyingly recognized him, and already he was in a bad mood. he slowly drank his drink wasting time and feeling a bit uneasy by the glances his way. he had half a mind to reschedule but silently convinced himself out of doing so. 

❛ i don’t think it is narcissistic, ❜   he said exhaling his mint flavored vapor. it was nothing more than just vapor, but he knew that people still didn’t like to be around it. so he made sure that he blew it away from her.   ❛ it’s human to feel proud, and you should. its good work. ❜ 

❛ thank you, ❜   he said with a smile.    ❛ i am hoping that the hollywood execs see this and cast me as the next wolverine. ❜   his tone was playful, but it was a secret wish for him.    ❛ well, it was a good choice. you are stunning. i honestly almost didn’t come. parties take a lot out me. ❜   while he didn’t reveal a lot about himself, it was well known that he was an introvert.   ❛ there are a lot of faces i don’t, uh, don’t quite recognize. ❜

he had sneaked away for a moment to get away from the crowds of the halloween party.  events tended to take a lot out of him emotionally.    ❛ don’t tell the others i’m hiding out, ❜   he said in a soft voice. he glanced up letting out a soft chuckle.   ❛ you have probably the best costume. poison ivy was always my favorite villain as a kid. ❜

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blaize was at the party because he felt obligated.  he wasn’t a social person and felt a bit uncomfortable if he was being honest.  he was dressed as wolverine, granted he was a bit taller than the comic version, he still captured the roughness of the character.  when he made eye contact with levi he was caught off guard.  he wasn’t used to others paying attention to him despite his star status.  he made his way towards her, and a bit awkwardly attempted to start a conversation.   ❛ uh, nice costume. ❜  

               “Oh  yeah!  Who’s  the  best  in  all  the  land,”  he  said  in  a  cheery tone.  The  two  may  be  exes  but  she  still  had  a  soft  spot  in  his  heart.  Blaize was  a  serial dater,  but  he  tended  to  remain  friends with  those  who  he  dated. “Guess  who  has  tickets  to  see  that  show  the  girls  wanted to  go  to?”  he  asked. He  had  just  got  off  the  phone  with  a  buddy  who  owed  him  a  favor. He  pointed  to  himself,  “This  guy,  that’s who!”

               Blaize  was  redoing  his  youngest’s  room  for  her  birthday  and  wanted  to  run  a  few  things by  Toni.  Truthfully, he  was  a  big  softy, and  lived  for  his  kids.  She  had  wanted  the  room  to  be  tasteful  unicorn, and  he  wasn’t entirely  sure  that  he  was  on  the  right  track. “I  wanted  to…ask for  a  favor,” he  said  in  a  deep  but  soft  voice.  “See,  I  wanted to  surprise  Axelle  with  her  dream  room  for  her  birthday, but  I’m  a  bit  out  of  my  element…”