open: borrow cupid's wings and soar with them above a common bound (the floor)

Mercutio has spent the last month or so familiarizing himself with the many oddities the mansion contains. It is true that the advent of Dark has hampered him somewhat, but he has managed to find himself at least some clothing he has approved of. (Even if it took him about half an hour of staring indignantly at the closet to get him the leather jacket he is currently wearing.)

In any case: he has found a long hallway. He has also found various obstacles he might place in that hallway: chairs, tables, anything to create something interesting to move around, really. In essence, he has created a makeshift skate park for his heelies. (It is arguably better than fencing against himself, and it's a wonder he hasn't found himself a sword just yet.) If anyone should happen to hear crashes and thumps from further down the hallway, it's nothing to worry about. Just a cool teen in a dress and a leather jacket, heelie-ing his way through the mansion.