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Mercutio ([personal profile] bymyheelies) wrote2024-08-13 11:02 pm
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open: the very pin of his heart cleft with the blind bow boy's butt shaft

For those that care to spend time with Mercutio; they may note that today he is conspicuously hard to find. He is still reeling from the recent news of Romeo's fate at the end of their story, and not entirely sure how to proceed with it. Ideally, at home, he would find some way to take his mind off of pressing matters: spend time with his friends (friend, now, singular) or find someone entertaining to harass about the town and make merry. If he was in a particularly snappish mood he would invariably end up picking a fight with Capulets, one in particular.

That is not the case today. Someone attuned to the general sounds of the mansion might hear a steady sort of thunking noise coming from an out-of-the-way bar. It is there that Mercutio can be found, various bottles of alcohol open at his side. He has clearly been there some time by the looks of it, and is currently engrossed in throwing a small selection of daggers at the wall. Despite his intoxication, he is doing a reasonably good job at it; but judging from the stormy look on his face, he does not entirely wish to be bothered.
wickedwit: (smirk)

[personal profile] wickedwit 2024-08-22 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"You know just how to pique my interest. I love little better than a mystery." With an ironic smirk to bely the tone of a passerby concerned1, he says, "Mercutio. What seems to be the matter? Has that wall mortally offended thee?"

1 This is, in fact, a double irony. He is concerned, and passing by.
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[personal profile] tallyyoungblood 2024-08-22 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Tally lets him cling, happy that she's able to be a good friend. When he draws back, she gives him a smile, trying to make sure it doesn't look pitying. She feels bad for him, obviously, but she doesn't think it makes him any less crim.

"Death is utterly bogus," she says. "I'm really not used to it, personally. I only really know, like, three people who have died." She thinks of The Boss, killed by Specials when the Smoke was destroyed, and Az, killed in captivity. Shen Yuan was also killed in captivity, she guesses.
wickedwit: (mm really?)

[personal profile] wickedwit 2024-08-22 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"No one at all? And here I thought the mansion was filled to the brim with bored swordsmen who've nothing to fight. You should've been here for the zombies." He pushes himself away from the doorway, striding into the room. "May I try?"
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[personal profile] wickedwit 2024-08-22 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
“Oh, you want a truly bad idea. Inebriation and explosives.” Claudius raises both eyebrows and, in that moment, decides it’s not as though he’s Mercutio’s father. “Why not? Put down the knife, for a moment, and I’ll walk you to my workshop.”
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[personal profile] wickedwit 2024-08-23 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
Claudius laughs, meeting Mercutio's eye sidelong as he leads them to the forbidden garden that is alchemy. (It's hardly an exaggeration. When Claudius was young, he feared any alchemical discovery could be the doorway to witchcraft and damning his immortal soul, before he began to court damnation on purpose by studying poisons. Any explosive combination of compounds felt unholy. Man was not meant to have this power, or at least none of mankind's terrified princelings who weren't ready to face the damage they could do.) "Oh? What reason is that?"
Edited 2024-08-23 00:33 (UTC)
temnota: (sideburns)

[personal profile] temnota 2024-08-23 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Skating lessons," Aleksander reminded Mercutio brightly. "With those shoes that have the small wheels on them."
sagramore: (aww sweetie)

[personal profile] sagramore 2024-08-23 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Christ, no wonder you're drinking." He has another drink himself, and then hauls himself to his feet. "Come on."
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[personal profile] tallyyoungblood 2024-08-23 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Gideon died to get here, too, so I'm not, like, counting that," Tally says. "I mean, of course it has to be totally upsetting to die, but you're obviously still alive in some way, you know? Wait. Do you think I'm dead, and I don't know?" Tally frowns, looking down at herself. "I just went to bed at home and then woke up outside here. I totally doubt Komachi Mansion would have let someone, like, kill me, though."
sagramore: (let's talk)

[personal profile] sagramore 2024-08-23 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
"That's even stupider, yes. You'd never do anything like that, of course," taking Mercutio's hand in his and pulling him towards the door, albeit not too fast -- he does know how easy it is to pull over a man who's been drinking.
sagramore: (let's talk)

[personal profile] sagramore 2024-08-23 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, absolutely," Sagramore agrees patiently. "Utter nonsense."
sagramore: (let's talk)

[personal profile] sagramore 2024-08-24 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, yes. Why go in for romance when you could get killed instead?"
sagramore: (let's talk)

[personal profile] sagramore 2024-08-24 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Absolutely. If he hadn't, thou wouldst have acquitted thyself handily. I know how these things go. I've baited men like that too," pointedly.

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