07-31-2016, 01:49 AM
Malik smiled- a deadly smile he showed those who deserved his wrath, This man played with him. Mocked him. As if he was a bauble, His time of hiding was gone.
A simple weave, air and earth in such a way, and the distortion was gone. His true face was revealed.
"Mr Oakland. I believe the Ascendancy would like to speak with you."
Marcus stood in front of him, daring him to move. The man thought himself something, So pathetic, The guy acted as if he were among mundanes. A ruler among those who could never challenge him.
What a loser.
Malik looked at him with a smirk. "Do you need an escort or will you come of you own accord?"
Malik hoped it would be the former. He wanted to teach this punk what power meant.
Edited by Marcus DuBois, Jul 31 2016, 01:52 AM.
A simple weave, air and earth in such a way, and the distortion was gone. His true face was revealed.
"Mr Oakland. I believe the Ascendancy would like to speak with you."
Marcus stood in front of him, daring him to move. The man thought himself something, So pathetic, The guy acted as if he were among mundanes. A ruler among those who could never challenge him.
What a loser.
Malik looked at him with a smirk. "Do you need an escort or will you come of you own accord?"
Malik hoped it would be the former. He wanted to teach this punk what power meant.
Edited by Marcus DuBois, Jul 31 2016, 01:52 AM.