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Max's face contorted into a scrunched up mess at Eris' words, as if the leech had shoved a sour candy in his mouth rather than simply mentioned an inspection. What the fuck did that mean? The sexual connotations he was ascribing to the statement were probably more imagined than real, given Eris' sudden interest in his magic, but did the blond have to make it sound so fucking creepy? What did his appearance have to do with him being a special little Taldrin collector's piece anyway; it wasn't a tangible quality. Ugh, he thought this was all over after Feliks got ahold of his wardrobe, what more did Eris want?

[color=8585ad]"Fine, but you better turn the heater up before I get out of the shower if you expect me to trounce around naked for your amusement,"[/color] Max snapped begrudgingly, [color=8585ad]"And if you make it weird, I'm throwing the fridge at you."[/color] He knew what was coming; the moment Eris had figured out... whatever the hell he needed to figure out by eyeing him like a piece of meat, he'd start teasingly prodding and commenting until he got the explosion he wanted and then dance off to class while riding the attention high. Max had no choice but to play the game too, if he wanted to be able to look himself in the mirror afterward, anyway.

He dropped the blanket he'd been wearing like a cape on the floor with little regard and marched into the bathroom. He wasn't in any rush to make the shower quick to begin with, but now that Eris had told him to hurry up, he was sure to take extra time. The warmth was nice, and it wasn't until the whole room had gotten nice and steamy that Max even considered turning the water off - in no small part because he knew he'd be standing there for a while and he wanted to keep the cold at bay for as long as he could. Plus, if all the moisture made Eris cut the feeding short because it was messing his hair up, even better.

He threw on a clean pair of underwear, as requested, and cracked the door just enough to let his head poke out. [color=8585ad]"Alright, pervert, I'm done. Get in here,"[/color] The mage shouted across the dorm before slamming the door shut again. He did a quick once-over of himself in the mirror as he tussled his hair into its usual careless bedhead with a comb. Everything looked... normal. Nothing Eris could complain about, anyway. Unless the leech was expecting Max to look like a supermodel by the time of his actual public debut, which sounded like a lot of work and a miserable diet of tasteless crap. Maybe the tiny bit of mass he'd put on lugging around that armor for the past few months would placate the vampire for now. No, this was probably just Eris wanting to catalogue his newfound gem before he put it on display. Ugh, now he sounded anxious. That was a weak person word. Expectant? No. He just wanted to know what the fuck Eris wanted, and whether or not it involved effort. This was probably just some weird new way for Eris to mess with him.

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