Diem knocked on the door, not having to wait long before the headmaster answered. He invited the seer and the warrior into his office, a space that was what she would call organized chaos. There were ancient tomes and scrolls laid out on every surface, and the walls were covered with maps and blueprints. As her bright green eyes panned around the vast room, she realized that it wasn’t simply the three of them. Professor Relic was examining one of the many maps on the wall, and with how absorbed in thought he appeared, she could tell that he wasn’t at all dialed in to their conversation. If it weren’t for the headmaster’s assurance that they weren’t intruding, and that students were of the utmost priority, she decided to stay. She handed him the crude sketch she had drawn. Like Elias, he didn’t have to look at it long before knowing that it was a locator. Only then did he get the instructor’s attention. The professor moved over to her after the headmaster had her take a seat in one of the leather arm chairs.<br/><br/>A dark pulse emitted from his palm, and though she anticipated pain, she felt nothing. Not even when a gleaming red light was pulled ever so slowly from her chest, blinking rhythmically. Her eyes were wide as he wrapped the light in shadow, sending it into an abyss where it would forever remain. “No need to worry, child. The locator was harmless and merely a means of finding you.” The headmaster explained as Professor Relic summoned a mimic and sent it to the mortal realm. Diem assumed it would try to find the find the group of hunters that had placed it in her so discretely. With it gone, she and Maxim were dismissed. She had many questions, but Professor Relic wasn’t one to confide in about such things. She would do some research of her own.<br/><br/>“That was eventful.” Maxim mentioned as they walked slowly toward the dorms.<br/><br/>“You had fun.” Diem smirked, looking up at him.<br/><br/>“I did.” He admitted with a small chuckle. “It’s always an adventure with you.”<br/><br/>“Well, if you stick around, we can have more.” Diem told him suggestively as they reached Power House.<br/><br/>Maxim paused, staring down at her as he attempted to read between the lines. Though she had explained earlier that her vision was the reason for her sudden change of heart, he was still treading carefully, not wanting to be too aggressive and turn her off. So he lifted a hand, placing it under her chin softly to incline her head. He leaned, pressing his lips to hers gently. It was a slow, fleeting kiss, but the sparks that flew the night before were going off like fireworks around them, igniting the flames of passion between them. “. . . Am I reading this right?”<br/><br/>“Yeah,” Diem breathed, pushing herself onto her toes to wrap her arms around his broad, strong shoulders. Effortlessly, he picked her up with her legs wrapped around his waist. Maxim navigated clumsily through the halls of the dorm, moving up the steps and around bystanders who were seemingly unfazed by the heated display. The warriors weren’t faint of heart, and it wasn’t unusual to have two individuals going at one another while seeking privacy. Maxim and Diem were no different as they bumped into walls and stumbled on the steps. He turned the door knob, only to find that it had been locked. The warrior cursed under his breath, letting Diem cling to him while he fished around in his pockets for the key.<br/><br/>“Hurry up,” Diem smiled, nipping at his neck which made his hands shake all the more as he lined the key up to the lock. When they key dropped to the ground, Diem laughed, expecting him to have to pick it up. Instead, his hands gripped her thighs and he lifted a leg, shoving it powerfully at the door. The hinges broke and the frame splintered. Maxim tossed her onto the bed, picking up the door to let it simply lean in place to allow them privacy. “I’ll fix it later.” He said, lifting his shirt over his head to reveal rows of impeccably sculpted muscles before he pounced on her.