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[COLOR=90EE90][I]"...and regarding the fourth revision of the Georgeson contract, Mr. Levits concurs with your edits and we were able to come to an agreement with a possible renewal after the fifth profitable decade,"[/i][/color] The voice came from Eris' cellphone in a informative tone. [color=90ee90][i]"It's all but official, the notary will be here tomorrow and it'll be signed by Mr. Levits' proxy as well as myself.[/i][/color]"

Said vampire listened through headphones, making a few notes on his phone as she spoke. He expected nothing less from his Ismene, although she did have a tendency to go into more detail than most would. It was always appreciated, but tonight he would have much preferred it written. His encouragement to take the days off and have fun fell on deaf ears, as the mage preferred solitude and and work over play, but he supposed he couldn't very well force her to go out while they were separated. He'd make sure Antigone stopped by to make sure at the very least that she was relaxing.

[color=CCFF99]"Sounds good,"[/color] His uninterested answer was accompanied by sending the notes he had taken. [color=ccff99]"Anything else?"[/color]

[color=90EE90][i]"There is. I've already sent you a letter on my specific findings regarding the other assignment you gave me,"[/i][/color] Ismene replied, the slightest hint of disappointment in her voice. [color=90ee90][i]"I sincerely apologize for the lack of detail."[/i][/color]

So that was as far as she could go? Eris placed a hand to his chin, his curiosity piqued. At the very least they could have gotten some sort of cover story, if she wasn't able to find any details that practically screamed its suspicion. She was much too careful and efficient to come up empty handed, so at the very least anything she had gotten would point him in the right direction. [color=ccff99]"I'll have to take it from here, then. Have a good evening,"[/color] He hung up, pocketing both phone and headphone before casting a weary gaze at the reluctant mage next to him trailing along.

Honestly, he couldn't understand why Maxwell was so grumpy. Not that one could tell with his mask, but he liked to think that he could tell whenever he was sulking by now. The suit ended up fitting him better than he thought, too, the colors making his eyes pop. Or they would if he had any semblance of life in them. Eris genuinely thought the mage was actually attractive--moreso in an outfit that highlighted his shape and gave him a more polished look that he enjoyed--but for the love of all that was good in the world, would it kill him to smile?! He genuinely didn't understand how the kid had the energy to be perpetually angry at everything in every single waking moment. But then again, it wasn't his concern; his objective was to properly channel that anger in the right direction. Even if some of it was aimed at himself at the moment. 

The room was lavish and a little more packed than he would have liked, but that was his own need for exclusivity talking. Eris adjusted his [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/77/38/6e/77386e325fa69f0aeae819307aab08b7.jpg]cape[/url] slightly, the feathers slightly brushing his black pants. The cape basically made the entire outfit, making up greatly for the simple yet elegant red tailcoat jacket he wore underneath. He threw a wink at a woman who had clearly recognized him beneath the [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/15/b5/a3/15b5a394b6ccf59371347cf2573a6ea8.jpg]minotaur[/url] mask, though as he looked around, he debated on what he should do first. It'd be humorous to see Maxwell dance with someone, but he felt like if he pushed him towards someone he'd just end up walking away. Maybe he could find someone easy? He looked around the room, though when his eyes spotted a familiar face, he froze.

Great Anastasia, the stars had blessed him tonight.

Sitting all by his lonesome was none other than Joryldin Nailo. The way he sat was clearly one of disinterest, red eyes roaming around. Was he looking for something? The thought was very quickly put aside as Eris scanned his clothes. Now [i]that[/i] was something he enjoyed very much, appreciating the bare shoulders a lot more than he wanted to admit. What a design, he wondered where he got it. Of course, the clothes didn't do the model justice, his eyes on his ascot before slowly traveling down to his pants. Tight, the way he liked them, and they were begging to be unbuttoned by him. The cherry on top of the cake had to be that [i]expression[/i], though. Alright then, he wasn't going to ignore that and decided he had to have him tonight. 

Eris beckoned Maxwell wordlessly to follow him as he kept to the edge of the ballroom, throwing out a greeting or two before finally arriving at Joryldin's table. He brought a gloved hand to his chest, as if only just noticing him. [color=ccff99]"Joryldin! Had I known you were coming, we could have arrived together!"[/color] Eris said in a friendly tone, inviting himself to take the empty seat next to his. [color=ccff99]"Are you enjoying yourself?"[/color]

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[sub][right]Dragging poor [@Scribe of Thoth] along while prowling for [@Jade Blades] booty[/right][/sub]