open: the very pin of his heart cleft with the blind bow boy's butt shaft

[bymyheelies]

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.

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[wickedwit]

A rather mature response, in Claudius's opinion. Older men that Mercutio (named Shen Yuan) would sputter and deny their affections for much longer. It makes him rather proud, an inexplicable but fond feeling. "I'm often right. Now," he says briskly, "what canst thou tell me about chemical reactions?"

[bymyheelies]

He has known for some time now that he prefers --anyone, really, but Tybalt was always the most fun to tease, aside from Benvolio. It was terribly easy to get under his skin and attract some notice. "Oh --" he says, kicking his heels as he thinks. "They signify that one thing has changed to another, is 't so?"

[wickedwit]

"E'en so," Claudius says, in an approving tone. It's the tone of recognizing an apt pupil, or praising an attentive lover. "The basis of transmutation, with which alchemy is concerned. Thou see'st it in the twelve processes, in the four stages of a Magnum Opus, through which substances are changed from one form to another. But none of the change's energy can be created nor destroyed. It's often released in steam, in heat, in light. These are chemical reactions. I'm going to show you a chemical reaction, and then I'd like you to reproduce it."

[bymyheelies]

Mercutio looks intrigued, and nods. Whether or not he is sober enough for this is entirely beside the point, explosions are always fun. “Ay, I shall certainly try.”