Vashen chuckled and shook his head as he headed back into his room. She made it sound a bit formal. It was just a dinner between friends after all, nothing more. The images of her in his dreams popped back in and he shook his head as he walked into the bathroom. He quickly stripped and looked at himself in the mirror, his scars almost like a painting on his body as a canvas. He despised his scars.<br/><br/>He stepped into the shower and let the warm water wash over his body. He washed his bright hair, his muscled body, and even brushed his teeth afterwards. He then got dressed in his second change of clothes, which was an exact duplicate of his previous. He hated anything that didn't hide his scars. With a sigh he walked out into his bedroom and lay on the bed.<br/><br/>After 5 minutes he got up and headed into the hall. "Vira. You ready?"