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Max stood casually while Salem spoke, eyes lidded as he realized he wasn't getting anything useful out of the interaction. Aaron won in a purely physical altercation and Flower Boy was ahead of him in magical ability already too. All as expected. 

[color=8585AD]"Sounds boring,"[/color] he grunted, shifting his weight from one foot to the other noticeably, [color=8585AD]"I'm assuming this Lucan is a vampire and not some superhu-"[/color]

[color=bc8dbf]“Is there a problem here?”[/color] A feminine voice rang out beside him.

Great. He quirked his head toward her coldly, stopping short of eye contact. Max registered another voice opposite her, but he didn't turn to acknowledge the male vampire. Is this what his life was going to be like now? A constant string of people bothering him with petty grievances? They were leeches, too, which meant they were probably playing some kind of game right now. How annoying.

[color=8585AD]"Yeah, there is a problem. People keep bothering me today."[/color] Max flicked his eyes toward the man. Wonderful, the fashion disaster was armed with more knives than a five-star restaurant. What was he going to do? Throw them? Did he just want to look edgy? Max wanted to stake him right then and there. Too smug for his own good. [color=8585AD]"But I guess I can't really blame you, I was just leaving."[/color] Ugh, that sounds like a copout. Whatever, if it gets them to piss off, it works. Maybe they'll bother Flower Boy instead.

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