Vanez frowns as he watches Larten, who has his back to him. "Um...Larten?"
Larten turns around -wearing nothing more than a white towel around his waist- and scowls. "Vanez! Can you not see I am busy?!"
Vanez blinks and raises an eyebrow as he frowns slightly. "Busy making yourself look like the tooth-fairy?"
Larten slams a little bottle of silver glitter that he had been holding onto the table, then snatches a torch and shines it on his torso. His whole chest, arms and lower stomach glimmer with the silver flakes. "I AM A REAL VAMPIRE NOW!" He cries triumphantly
Vanez stares for a minute, speechless… then falls to the ground, clutching his stomach as he cries with laughter. "Y-You faggot!!!!.....Y-You watch Twilight didn't you??!" he howls.
Larten flares red and folds his arms across his glitter ridden chest. "Aye I did! And what is so funny?! I AM A TRUE VAMPIRE NOW! A MONSTER!" he calls darkly and demonically.
Vanez howls with laughter again, rolling around on the floor. "Monsters don't sparkle you twat!! Paint yourself purple and then I MIGHT see you as a monster!"
Larten suddenly pounces on Vanez like a wild animal and pins his arms up over his head. "Shut up you one eyed dope!" he snaps.
Vanez continues to laugh then looks over when the door suddenly swings open.
Darren steps into the room smiling, then stops and blinks when he sees his mentor leaning over the Games-master in nothing more then a towel. "Um...is this a bad time?"
Larten jumps up quickly, but his towel gets snagged on Vanezs' belt and is ripped down from him,
Darren flares red at his naked mentor and spins away quickly, hands over eyes. "IM BLIND!!! OH DEAR GOD IM BLIND!!!"
Vanez roars with laughter again and rolls away from the red faced, sparkling Larten.
Larten grabs his towel and quickly rushes Darren out. "Come back later Darren!" he snaps, then adds quickly. "It was not what you think!" then slams the door shut.
Vanez manages to haul himself up, wiping his cheeks clean of tears. "Oh…Oh I haven't laughed that hard since Kurda stripped in the Hall of Osca Velm as a dare!"
Larten glares at Vanez as he walks over to a desk in the room. "Help me clean this glitter off!"
Vanez stands and walks over. "Alright alright…Twilight Fan boy," he sniggers.
"GET OUT!" Larten then roars, pushing Vanez towards the door and out.
"Aw come on! Don't be ashamed that you like Twilight!" Vanez laughs loudly. "If teenage girls can like it, then why not grown men over one hundred and eighty years old?"
"OUT!" Larten roars and kicks Vane out and slams the door shut in his face.
Vanez laughs like a hyena as he walks off down the corridor, knowing he will never let Larten live that insistent down.
Larten waits until he is sure Vanez is gone before going back to his desk and opening a drawer, he pulls out a picture and strokes the glass of it.
The picture is of a teenage girl with brown hair, slightly pale skin and bright eyes…Bella from the Twilight movies. "Soon Bella soon," Larten hushes as he strokes the picture.