"Oh well fuck me then-" Ozaei said before stopping mid sentence. The sensation running through him, healing him, was strange to him. It was nothing like how Madame Dolores's "healing"... if it could even be called that. For once, he was dead silent, still, just watching Haley. "Neat..." he managed to say, finally, "You really are an angel." But alas, good things cannot last forever. As soon as he felt himself back to 1% capacity, he jumped up (instantly overheating) and laughed. 


"DAMN! Greece?! Do you know Zeus? Hera?! Didn't know you were THAT old that's fuckin' awesome Angel! You look like... like... a pretty... object...!" He stumbled over his words, failing to voice a simple compliment on physical appearance. "N-Not that you are an OBJECT I mean, like, you know what fuck it man... ANGELS SHOULD BE IN HEAVEN! So! I swear to you by your name I will bring heaven down here! The Madame can help with it! She's an ang- SEER- sheit I'm not supposed to be talking about her. Anyway imma feed you know. As my date and a heavenly being you must eat. It is ME, Dolores's, job to do so!"

Ozaei's body began to spark again, a surefire signal that he was going to do something reckless. It wasn't like he could feel it. 

Again freezing only to burst out in laughter again, Ozaei fell over through his own amusement, slowly getting back up to his feet. "Aww that's so god damn cute. Didya kill a baby bee too? Or a mouse? I bet you also killed gnat with a electric racket! God..." Looking over for just that, he spotted a daddy longleg near a table. Electricity cackled as he quickly retrieved it, dropping it near her and returning to his original spot. Pointing to it, he smirked. "I could. Bet ya didn't even see me move."

Taking the spare clothes he put them on over his own, clapped on the bracelet, and sent a wave of static through his hair to make it more straight. Inspecting himself, a huge smile engulfed his face. "Huh. I rock this look better than you do, Pacifist Amy." 

The moment they reached solid ground, Ozaei bursted with electricity, so much so it could be seen charring his skin... which is absurdly dangerous. He most likely had internal bleeding damage. Before anyone could blink, he was on his knees in front of Haley, hands crossed across his chest. The skates on his feet were red, but he couldn't feel the heat they were emitting. 

"I made an impression on an Angel? FUCK YEAH!" He shouted, already back on his feet doing a fist pump. "Heavenly afterlife SECURED BITCHES." Seeing her wings disappear he settled down and stared at her blankly, his face void of expression. A favor? Yeah he could, but he was more focused on her next few words. A few seconds went by before he produced a smirk that would make the grinch jealous. "Uh, YEAH?! I'm a fucking boss at creative electric manipulation. Watch this my angel from heaven."

Full of confidence, he began charging himself up, his eyes radiating yellow as he focused. What seemed like lightning, but truly wasn't, started to appear from his back and from the ground until soon, he managed to form a set of pure yellow wings made out of static electricity. Laughing like a maniac, he clapped his hands together, pulling them back apart slowly. As he did so, a straight line of electricity formed. Ozaei grabbed it and flicked it above his head, the static line gaining mass and widening out, forming a yellow artificial halo. 

"TA-FUCKING-DA! WELL?! IMPRESSED?!" He asked, shouting. Impressing himself with his creativity, he began to explain what he did in a very, very, very hasted voice. "Allrighty my angel miss Haley listen so basically static electricity is an imbalance between negative and positive charges in an object BUT I'm a genasi so the thousands of volts produced I can prolong in my body because you know fun fact I'm immune as fuck to electricity boi so I don't gotta worry about shocking myself into cardiac arrest so anyway I take the imbalance and I mold it into whatever the fuck I want using the other three kinds of electricity before- GASP- before whatever it aint important I'll tell you later the tldr of all of this is I CAN FUCKING FLY." 

Kicking off on his skates, forwards not backwards this time, electricity blasted into the ground, sending him up a few inches in the air. He hovered there for a bit before falling back to the earth, wings and halo gone completely, burned out. His body should be burnt to a crisp, and internally it was, but he couldn't feel it. Getting back to his feet and brushing his clothes off, he cleared his throat. "Yes. To answer your question." He said calmly, small pillars of smoke steaming from his skin.

Ozaei stared at Amy with a fierceness unseen before. According to him. "Yes. Girls. Like. You. You wouldn't kill a fly, did I stutter?!" he asked angrily, not believing a word she was saying.
"Lies. You're protected by Madame. Sure sure maybe you can fight a little better than most people because fucking doh you're in the market, but me? That devil gal with the dumb attitude? Not to mention me and me? NOPE. I'm fast as fuck boi." Pounding his chest and putting his hands on his hips, he smiled condescendingly at Amy, half knowing his fighting skills relied solely on his speed and charging things up and without it there wasn't much he could do. "You're a damn doll. N-Not that it's a bad thing."

After hearing her intimidating roar, he froze for a solid second before bursting out laughing, falling to the floor and needing the table to help him stand back up. "Sure, sure, hair, sure..." Ozaei said, mocking her by flipping his own shorter hair behind absolutely nothing because it wasn't that long.

"But uh let's fix whatever the fuck that roar was later m'kay? Kay, now gimme your spare clothes. We're switching places right?!"

Ozaei's eye twitched before burning a bright yellow. There was no way she was discrediting him, did she know how difficult it was to steal from a devil?! "Yeah well I didn't see YOU do it, showoff!" he retorted back, pouting with his fists on his hips in a very overly sassy manner, clearly agitated. "What bullshit..." his voice grew softer as he slowly remembered that Amy was right, this was only just a locket, just a necklace. He had seen Amy steal better, more valuable things, and Dolores gave her praise for it, treating him like thunder to her lightning. Every noble knew Amy might as well be an angel. How backwards it was...

Mind still a bit clouded, Ozaei viciously shook his head and followed Amy to another table after watching her move towards it. A role swap? That was a great idea... again his eyes burned a bright yellow. "Yeah! That's perfect! I'm a genius!" Ozaei said loudly, taking credit for the idea that wasn't even his with a big grin. "Let's do it! But! No offense but I don't think girls like you can fight for crap." Shrugging, Ozaei walked over to the other side of the globe. A weird thing to say when he was the one in the dress, but his point still stood. "Other than that, my plan is perfect."

"Hell's damn wrong! What the HEAVEN!"
The wind blowing past them was now a little bit too much for Ozaei as he felt his ears pop. Normally he could easily breeze past dozens of people at this speed but with someone else literally right in front of him it was proving to be a bit of a challenge. Slightly registering what was said, he yelled back a response. "I AM A WARNING!" Speeding up even more, they were now surrounded by lightning as bright as his eyes, Ozaei still taking care not to hurt or harm his date by charging her up too.

Tightening his grip on her waist, he kicked off the ledge once they reached it and of course Ozaei didn't think the rest of this plan through as they were launched very high into the air at around a few thousand miles per hour; the joys of enhanced acceleration. Once up there he looked down, still holding onto Haley as they just... remained there.
Clearing his throat after his excitement vanished a little, he chuckled. "So, I think we have a bit until we start falling," he would say, smiling, "but the view's nice right? Look at that sky! Best skate ever am I right?"

When his blind date took his hand, Ozaei smiled widely. This was going to be fun, especially since she was apparently a fast learner. He didn't doubt that, he just doubted she was faster than him, and just like that an internal bet was made to himself, by himself, for no one in particular. 

"OK, so what you do is pretend like you're riding a bike with no seat and keep your balance. Then kick off and fly! But since you're with me you know shit's gonna be easy, so all you have to do is hold on and let Dolores take the invisible wheel."
Way too simple to be an explanation but he didn't care, to him that was the jest of things.

Pulling Haley close to him, he kicked off with one foot, and just like that they were off. Ozaei took great care to not go too fast, but fast enough that they were starting to pass other skaters way too quickly. He was holding her hand tight, if paying attention one might see small sparks of static electricity between their fingers; like he planned, he was having fun and not paying much attention to anything else besides Haley and sometimes death-glaring people with fancier skirts than him.

"Don't remember when I started. I think I picked it up on an assassination mission or some shit you know? Gotta be fast enough to keep up with my own lightning to get to Heaven and zoom the heathens. By the way just let go when you're ready to try skating by yourself. I'll catch ya if you fall."