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Max shot Eris an unamused glare at the insinuation that Max would ever stoop to holding a [i]vampire's[/i] hand, neglecting to notice at first that Eris would have no way of seeing his face.

[color=8585ad]"I'm specifically trying to avoid that. Now hold still,"[/color] Max grumbled as he raised his own right arm to mirror the gesture. His vambrace disassembled itself and the components hovered over to Eris' forearm before putting themselves back together in a decidedly not gentle fashion. [color=8585ad]"There's your leash, don't fuck with it or I'm leaving you behind."[/color]

Of course, his plan to not have to touch Eris hit a snag when the mage told him they'd have to be in contact with each other during the teleportation. Whatever, it'd be a few seconds, tops. He grabbed Eris' arm as the mage approached, rolling his eyes through the stupidly long incantation. It sounded like a babbling toddler, for fuck's sake. Max clenched his hand a little too tightly around Eris when the spell's unpleasantness hit, immediately releasing his grip and staggering away once they were back in... whereever the fuck they were now.

[color=8585ad]"Fuck... [i]Tiltoure[/i]."[/color]

Fuck teleportation. Fuck that mage. Fuck whoever thought up this asinine test. Fuck Eris too for good measure.

He peered up at the sign as the forest around him brightened, immediately furrowing his brow. Already with the fucking riddles?

[color=8585ad]"Turn noon to midnight to find your way beneath the moonlit sky, what the fuck does that even mean? It's already midnight!"[/color] He fumed before looking toward Eris and tugging the vampire toward him by the metal on his wrist. Least he could do was make himself useful, [color=8585ad]"What do you think? North? Like noon and midnight on a clock? Or... like, west, because thats the way the sun goes between noon and midnight?"[/color] He threw out his two best guesses, hoping the leech would make better sense of it than he did. Pretty faces and brains were often mutually exclusive, though, so he wasn't holding his breath. 

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