Stupid Bets... [Complete]

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Who: Kuja (de_novo_xiii) and Maximum Ride (nixe_eva)
What: Max coming in for her newest torture session
Where: Les Bijox
When: Sometime before the Grand Opening(?)

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It was odd. She'd never seen the two faces side by side. She hadn't watched the transformation from fighter to woman, and now seeing them side by side, Max grabbed the one she was more comfortable with, the fighter, the tough one. She watched as Kuja removed traces of her mother's genetic legacy, hidden behind worn and fading clothes, behind her mask of sarcasm and harshness.

She really was a softie.

Max stood and nodded. "When's the opening?" She couldn't remember. Her mind swirled from watching him take away what he'd given, a glimpse into what her mother had left her with, a part of her had been jealous of when she'd seen what her mother could look like. Some piece of her wanted it to say, something of Valencia she could hold onto in this crazy world, homesickness for her mother something she had carefully removed in an attempt to survive this new test.

Seeing that... watching it disappear...

Max looked at Kuja, her eyes reflecting some of the homesickness swamping her heart. She nodded briefly in acceptance of the terms and left, quietly grabbing her hoodie and rearranging her wings almost absentmindedly as she exited the shop.

That experience wasn't something she could easily push out of her mind.