[center][h3][color=0072bc]Evan Carn[/color][/h3][/center]
[color=0072bc]"How... How long does it take to decide on a set of shoes?"[/color] This thought came to Evan's mind sometime during the third hour of their stop at the Randgrize shoe cobbler. First there was the clothing store, which took far too long (though he could at least understand how long it took to change clothes), then there was the café, which was a welcome respite from all the walking. The unfortunate downside was that since Eris was paying for his lunch, Evan had to pace himself and avoid letting his prodigious appetite bankrupt his benefactor. After that, they visited a shop specializing in jewelry, purses and other accessories, and lastly, the dreaded shoe shop. Originally Evan had actually been looking forward to this. It was just shoes, right? How bad could it be? In and out in 20 minutes, tops. ... Well that was two hours ago and Evan was quickly realizing exactly how wrong he had been. 

By the time the girls had finished, they found Evan passed out on one of the street's benches, having [s]lost the will to live[/s] been exhausted by carrying the small mountain of purchases around for them and deciding to capitalize on their tardiness by taking a nap. When woken, Evan groggily wiped his eyes and slowly sat up, stretching his stiffening muscles as he did. [color=0072bc]"Finally done? Ready to... You've got to be kidding me..."[/color] His relieved expression quickly faltered when he saw the nearly a dozen boxes that the girls were carrying with them... Just how the hell was he going to haul all of this?

By some miracle (and having the girls take a few of the bags themselves), he managed to make it back to the hotel with his entourage in tow and succeeded in setting the stuff down in a reasonably gentle fashion. [color=0072bc]"You guys figure out who's stuff is who's. I'm out."[/color] With a quick wave of his hand, he turned to leave but was stopped by a certain girl before he made it too far. Eris wanted to know about their bet. 

Did he enjoy himself? Honestly, he wasn't quite sure. While lugging the bags around was far from 'fun', the banter they got into was enjoyable and their lunch was nice. He even managed to fit in the nap he'd been looking forward too all day. ...On the other hand, having Eris clinging to his arm multiple times during the day in a manner that was (apparently unbeknownst to her) incredibly easy to misunderstand... that was an annoyance. As Evan himself had said, he was probably old enough to know her mother. [color=0072bc]"It was alright. Fine, you win girly. I'll pay for the squad's next outing, but you'd better go easy on my wallet."[/color] Shaking his head, he pried her loose and headed back to his room before collapsing onto the bed.

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Unfortunately, a nap so late in the day didn't do any favours for Evan's sleep. He had trouble actually drifting off, and spent the majority of the night in that place between asleep and awake where dreams were plentiful and nightmares lurked. He finally felt like he was about to drift off when he heard a knock at his door. Groaning and hauling himself out of bed, he sleepily staggered over to the door and opened it. There, standing in the hallway and dressed in a silken nightgown was... Eris? What the hell was she doing here? Evan blinked a couple times before asking her just that. [color=0072bc]"Um,... What's up?"[/color] Eris blushed and looked from side to side, before whispering back [color=hotpink]"I wished to talk with you... May I come in?"[/color] Well that was worrisome. The blush, the showing up in the middle of the night... did something happen? She looked nervous. [color=0072bc]"Uh, sure, girly."[/color] Leaving the door open for her to follow, Evan walked back to his bed and sat at the edge of it, a puzzled expression on his face. [color=0072bc]"Now what's up? Is something wrong?"[/color] [color=hotpink]"Oh no, nothing like that,"[/color] said Eris as she closed and locked the door behind her. [color=hotpink]"You know, it was really nice of you to help us like you did, carrying around all of our stuff. I wanted to make it up to you~"[/color] Her voice had a slight predatory tone to it, as she stepped forward. Freeing one arm of her gown, she slowly shrugged the loose garment off, letting it fall to the floor and-
[center][h1]WAIT, [i]WHAT[/i]?![/h1][/center]
Evan awoke with a start, cold sweat pouring down his face. A dream. That's all that was. A dream. [i]Goddamn it girl, get the fuck out of my head![/i] Evan rolled out of bed and stomped his way over to the bathroom in desperate need of a cold shower. As fortune would have it, by the time he was finished another knock (a real one this time) sounded from his door. This time it was Corporal Hunt, who looked just as sleep deprived as him, calling him to a meeting. 

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After the Corporal's meeting, Evan looked around the room for a person to partner up with for the trek to the tavern. Out of the corner of his eye, he spied Eris. [i]Oh hell no.[/i] [color=0072bc]"Vogel! You're with me."[/color], he said, clapping the girl on the shoulder and leaving very little room to argue his statement.