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While intellectually Max knew struggling would only make it worse - Eris having to wash off the black smears across his face and then reapply the makeup all over again was double the work - the sight of the eyeliner triggered some primal, innate defense mechanism deep within him. He subconsciously tried to rip the faucet free of its holdings, only to be met with a loud thunk as the sink tenaciously resisted his advances. Hardly even budged, damn it. At least no one could accuse Ryner of cheaping out on the construction.

[color=8585AD]"There's metal in that stick, y'know,"[/color] Max commented bitterly after Eris had him sufficiently wrangled and he'd calmed down. [color=8585AD]"Could snap it like a fucking twig."[/color] 

After Eris once again released him, Max grimaced at his own reflection, and the implication that he and Flower Boy were a [i]thing[/i] only soured his expression more. Eris had some nerve calling him a lust-crazed animal when he was only invited because he was fucking the host. Not to mention he'd just finished pinning Max against the wall of a bathroom. [color=8585AD]"If the Astorio mage tries making out with me, he'll be hanging from the chandelier well before you have a chance to see, don't you worry. Keep your mind on your own boyfriend, he's plotting something."[/color] The illegal fighting ring was news to him. Was that what they talked about when he didn't show up to their study group? For all he knew, that might've been what they talked about while he was present; he tuned them out half the time.

[color=8585AD]"Wait, why would you set up an illegal fight club in a place where there's already a legal fight club?"[/color] As far as Max knew, the arena managers were fairy content to let people beat the shit out of each other on their own time as long as no one died. [color=8585AD]"And why is his partner in crime one of the least intimidating people on campus? And most importantly - what fucking street are you on that talks about mage fighting rings to a vampire?"[/color] Then again, Salem knowing absolutely nothing about subtlety was believable. Maybe the dumbass actually hung up posters.

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