Date: August 17th, 2015 Time: After this Location: Max’s room, Azoth Manor Characters: Max Black, Jericho Hamilton Description: Max and Jericho talk about the attack by the hunters while patching up Max. Status/Rating: Private; PG-13 for cursing and descriptions of injuries (eventually)
“Hurry up,” Max plead with his phone.
Not because of any actual concern for his injuries or the conversation they were going to have. Not that he was entirely looking forward to this. Rather, Max was irritated that his makeshift bandages weren’t holding as well as they could have. Blood was so difficult to get out and he had just changed the linens for his bed yesterday.
Max carded his fingers through his hair as he stared down at the phone. He supposed he could have just asked Suki to sew him up and then sent a message to Jericho. Oh well, too late to change anything. Revealing that he had been sneaking off for patrols wasn’t likely to win him any points. Still, this would hopefully kill two birds with one stone.
He stood and sighed as he looked at his naked torso in a mirror. The blood was starting to soak through his bandage. Wonderful. He shook his head as he went to unlock the door before sitting back down on his bed.