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Max arched a brow as Eris finally put everything out there. They were doing this now, huh? Okay, he'd bite. It at least meant Eris had his head on straight if he was throwing insults around again. Prodding the leech to make sure wouldn't hurt, and he wasn't going to let something like [i]that[/i] slide without commentary. Seriously, he thought Max would go run off and tattle on him? To who? Now who thought who was incompetent?

[color=8585ad]"Riddle me this, jackass, who am I gonna tell? What am I gaining? I don't like you, but I'm not stupid."[/color] Actually, [i]fuck[/i] this guy. Max just spent half the night - during [i]his[/i] test - worrying about Eris' plans and Eris' politicking and Eris' moodiness and Eris, Eris, Eris. Hell, he even bothered to debrief to figure out what the fuck was going on before anyone made any stupid decisions and the issue here was a lack of [i]trust[/i]?! Eris didn't even have to trust him, he just had to trust that the mage wasn't a fucking idiot.

[color=8585ad]"I can't tattle to Ryner, she set up the whole thing and it was probably her idea. I can't tell Cinnamon, he'd probably take me out just for knowing about it, if it was really that important. The only other vampires I even know here are that douchebag that tried to hit on me once and the Astorio brute whose brain would probably short-circuit halfway through the convoluted explanation."[/color] Max listed off people as he grew more and more exasperated. [color=8585ad]"And even if I did, what're they gonna do? Reassign me after I stab you in the back? Oh boy, somebody else gets to tug on my leash, fun!"[/color]

Max threw his arms up in the air before deflating and returning to his usual monotone. [color=8585ad]"Whatever, have fun on your weird date. At the end of the day, you don't have to trust me. But I evidently have to trust you, because you ultimately have your fucking foot on my neck."[/color] He turned and sauntered off toward his room, discarded vambraces skidding along the ground behind him like obedient puppies, [color=8585ad]"I'll be in my room sharpening that stake for you. Excuse me for giving a fuck."[/color] The door slammed behind him as every metallic object in the dorm rattled in agitated synchronicity for a brief moment, then fell silent.

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