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Max blinked. Trying to take in the words spoken by the young Mr. Novikov. [i]He was very good at clothes[/i]. Right. His eyes scanned over him, noting the amount of nervousness he was exuding. It was hard enough meeting your boyfriend's father he imagined, more so when there were four of them. Max never got to have that feeling when he was younger, Ben's father wasn't one you wished to meet, and his parents had disowned him at a young age. He tried to imagine what he would want to be said to him if he were in Percy's shoes. Luckily for him, his wonderful husband had stepped in to alleviate some of the pressure of handling so many kids. Max gave Percy a gentle smile, placing a hand on his shoulders as he did so. [Color=aba400]”There's nothing to be nervous about here kid. Please, call me Max. Mr. Gray sounds way too formal and I feel the title slew of titles I have are too much of a mouthful to repeat every time. So, Max should suffice. But if you'll excuse me I must reacquaint myself with an old…friend and speak to Ms. Van Dyne.”[/color]

Max had no idea how long Vicky would have. How sensitive she was. But Agatha had made it seem like a deal of urgency was needed. He hadn't wanted to ignore Madalyne, wracking his mind to try and recall just when she had lost Ed, would she know of him? Or was he a stranger to her? Simply a ghost tale told by her mother. He decided not to test the subject. [Color=aba400]”Ms. Crane, pleasure to see you again. You're of course more than welcome here at the Kingston-Gray Estate, but I do apologize I have urgent matters to see to first. Then, a house tour so to speak.”[/color] He gave her a half bow, walking past her as his eyes fixated on the carrier that was now on the ground swirling in anger. [Color=aba400]”Now I'd recognize that flat untuned voice anywhere. It's no wonder your spell had no kick back then if you couldn't even hold the note yourself Selene.”[/color] 

[color=b71d5d]"Yeah, I've got her still. I am afraid to just leave her here unattended. Like I don't trust anyone to watch her. I figured if you guys were super against it I'd run her back to the room and it is okay if I do that, cause she seems uh...very pissed at the moment. I'm sorry."[/color]

Max squatted down to be at eye level, or as close to it, with the carrier. He looked up at Andy before looking back down at the carrier. [Color=aba400]”You did well for seventeen years of containment. But I can hold onto her if you'd like, enjoy yourself for now and forget she ever existed. I know I did.”[/color] He said as he held his hand palm up before the carrier and a can of fancy feast tuna appeared in his hand before he started speaking in a baby voice. [Color=aba400]”She's not so bad is she? She just needs a little tuna huh? Don't you, you washed up drag queen. Yes you do.”[/color] He left the can there to taunt her as he stood back up, his smile fading slightly and going into a more serious look as he watched Vicky slowly falling apart. 

[Color=aba400]”This, as a matter of fact, is what is the matter Ms. Van Dyne. A colleague of mine, Agatha Harkness, had informed me of your unique situation and relationship with magic. The surrounding lands are laced with magical enchantments. As you've no doubt noticed it yourself. That is why-”[/color] Max reached into his pocket, feeling the box once more…thinking how easily he could end Selene with this, the greatest threat he's ever faced, but right now this child needed him more and Selene was well enough contained. He pulled the box out and opened it, pulling out a small necklace with a metallic pendant at its center. [Color=aba400]”I apologize in advance Ms. Van Dyne, normally we'd have a discussion about this and the choice be given, but seeing as how your speech has been rendered…difficult to understand, I shall be placing this upon you and we can discuss after.”[/color] Max placed the necklace around Vicky's head and instantly her systems would begin to go back to normal. A faint aura surrounding her only visible to those who could see the magic, as if the colors in the air warped around her being but did not touch. [Color=aba400]”So long as you wear this pendant you won't have any adverse reactions to the ambient magic. What's more it will allow you to stay at the estate without fear of dimensional issues. If you do not wish to keep this on you however, then I can make arrangements for a hotel [i]outside[/i] the French Quarter. Though it wouldn't be ideal as we are short some chaperones it seems.”[/color] 

At the very mention of it, Firestar seemed to cough. Smooth. Max looked towards Vicky and gave her a polite smile. [Color=aba400]”As you can see things are always moving here in the French Quarter, so please try to keep the pendant on. In the meantime I must speak to Firestar, see what's to make of our other members.”[/color] With that Max breezed past everyone to speak to Firestar and see what was amiss.