Maxwell Erickson
Location:Umbra Rose Condos: Bldg 1, Floor 1 Hallway
Time of Day: Early Morning
Relevant Cast: @Lemons @BunniesofDoom @Dragonydas @Expendable @kuro
No. No. No. No. NO. NOOOOO. Noooooo. No. No. No-oh. The words sang through Max's mind like a little mantra as the massive bestial form of a rather nice tenant, all things considered, joyfully trotted towards him with a raw steak happily chomped in her large jaws. Someone who didn't know Max might have believed he was handling the situation calmly, heroically even considering the monsterous maw of a humanoid wolf monster came within a few inches of his face and he didn't even flinch but the sad fact was that at that moment his soul had metaphorically left his body and his brain was no longer interpretting information received from his sensory organs. He was subsequently restarted when wolf-Iris offered him an affectionate head bump with the force of a light football tackle and almost sent him sprawling.
"Good.... Iris." Max's voice was a choked rasp as he stumbled back a step and instinctively patted the werewolf's head before realizing what he was doing and quickly locked his arms to his sides. Miss Theria arrived and he wasn't able to form a coherent answer to her question, which was fine as Mr. Qaymu suddenly made an appearance and Velvet recovered enough to speak. He glanced over to see Iris already digging through part of the meat supply for Building 1's restaurant and he winced inwardly but didn't dare stop her enjoying more of the prime steaks. She would be much more amicable in either form with a full stomach, though Cai would give him an earful later... and an eyefull of all those pointy crocodilian teeth.
Why do so many of the residents have such terrifying teeth?!
"I'm- I'm going to take her... out." He gave Theria and Velvet an apologetic smile. "But p-please let me know if I can... help Ms. Velvet with her recovery." The words left his mouth and he desperately wanted to pull them back and bury them deep in his soul but seeing Velvet in the state Iris' attack had left her gave too much strength to his inner empath who could plainly see the pain the vampire was experiencing. He was suddenly thankful he'd stuck a Nutri-grain bar in his pocket before leaving his room that morning; helped to keep the blood sugar up before a 'donation'.
Max turned back to the large, terrifying werewolf and patted his thigh. "C-come on, Iris." He forced his face into a quasi-smile while silently cursing himself and running over every single life choice that brought him to the current situation of taking a resident out for a walk. He grabbed the cart and started to make his way towards the stairwell ramp that would take them out to the courtyard.