Zevran assumed Max was serious, but it sure as hell didn't matter one way or another as the elf slammed his tome shut, pulled on one of his new outfits from Glinda - a black button up shirt, halfway open and tucked into black high waisted pants, and a pair of boots - and meandered down the hall, stopping at Max's door and then deciding that waltzing right in would be predictable and not nearly as amusing.
So he backtracked, wandered out of the castle and scanned along the wall until he saw the patio jutting out from the room he presumed had to belong to Max. After climbing up decided to just make himself at home, taking a seat in one of the chairs and propping a leg onto the table, resting his chin on a closed fist as he peered through the glass door and waited for Max to notice.
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Date: 2021-03-23 07:52 pm (UTC)"Gladly."
Zevran assumed Max was serious, but it sure as hell didn't matter one way or another as the elf slammed his tome shut, pulled on one of his new outfits from Glinda - a black button up shirt, halfway open and tucked into black high waisted pants, and a pair of boots - and meandered down the hall, stopping at Max's door and then deciding that waltzing right in would be predictable and not nearly as amusing.
So he backtracked, wandered out of the castle and scanned along the wall until he saw the patio jutting out from the room he presumed had to belong to Max. After climbing up decided to just make himself at home, taking a seat in one of the chairs and propping a leg onto the table, resting his chin on a closed fist as he peered through the glass door and waited for Max to notice.