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Oh, huh, this girl wasn't a pyromancer after all. Explained why the fire was so... mundane. Spinning flaming swords was a nice talent and all, but it seemed pretty pointless to Max. He guessed it was a nice parlor trick to put vampires on edge, so if that was her intent, it was good enough for him. Though, that did beg the question of what her affinity actually was. Not that he'd lower himself to asking.

The mage rolled his eyes at Salem's explanation, then outright sighed at Aaron's. 'Seen and not heard' was a dumb principle; he'd been seen, he even put on a little show for those bloodsucking jackasses. Sticking around for the after party just seemed like a waste of time. Leeches don't want mages around anyway, having them be in the next room over twiddling their thumbs was pointless. And Max [i]definitely[/i] didn't socialize or charm. If some overeager pet who wanted to play courtier thought he was abrasive, that's their fucking problem.

[color=8585AD]"Speak for yourself, I do nothing all the time,"[/color] Max chimed in as he pulled out his phone, [color=8585ad]"In the comfort of my own dorm, not laced up in an uncomfortable suit surrounded by you boobs while Eric's insults for Benny over there get less and less subtle. I'm fucking [i]bored[/i], Aaron."[/color] Quite frankly, playing politics almost sounded preferrable to biding his time until the party ended. He wasn't given a mission tonight, so he didn't have to avoid stepping on anybody's toes. If the conversation sucked, he could just say so instead of putting on a fake smile and talking in riddles.

[color=8585AD]"But alright, I'll bite, is anybody gonna start the gossip mill or should I start streaming a movie?"[/color]

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