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    Bonded Alloys

    Vandrad Ragnos
    Vandrad Ragnos

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    Post by Vandrad Ragnos 16th April 2020, 4:04 pm

    There’s no fair or unfair in battle.
    ( There is only victory or in your case, defeat. )
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    It seemed that the jig was up and Sabine’s antics had finally reached a place where none of the du Wolff family or Mercury cared about stomaching her anymore. She had hoped that her authoritative voice would inspire Simon to let her go so she could continue and finish her stomp out, a series of insults and threats already racking up in her head to throw back at them. One could only imagine her surprise when the dark man twisted her arm around her back and pinned it there, taking full control of her body as the pain shot through her. Her eyes scanned the room for some kind of ally, some person that could come to her aid. But the look on every single person’s face offered no salvation, only damnation. And even as she tried to squirm and shriek, the Duchess slid up and silenced her, pinching her cheeks so hard that her tongue was immobilized between them.

    And then Themesycia turned her attention to Mercury, opening the moment to be properly finished by their guest. After all, it had been the Silver Wolf mage that had been the target of most of her disrespect, slanders and insults. The du Wolffs were used to comments being thrown their way and knew how to handle them with care. But while Mercury had taken everything easily and without issue, there was still a matter of honorable recompense. She had been insulted within their walls and rightfully, she had earned the right to last words for the Midian woman. Vandrad glanced at Mercury as she squeezed his hand, his smirk wide with amusement before the Silver Wolf mage came bounding down to join the adoptive siblings and their captive.

    She started out easily, informing Sabine that her insults were sub par, at absolute best. Her attempts to shame the family for their flirty, sexual nature because, truth was, they knew what they were and were proud of it. But she pegged Sabine for being part of a family that didn’t honor such loose codes and, as such, her outfit from the morning would surely have brought shame upon her and her family name. Mercury even offered to send a copy to her father so he could see the evidence himself. That threat earned a wide-eyed stare of horror and a gargled mumble between pursed lips. Clearly she was politely trying to ask for forgiveness and leniency on any pictures being sent back to Midi.

    Mercury continued, offering some advice for the wayward princess. She insisted that she learn to realize when she was dealing with an actual rival and a friend, as she was nothing romantic to Vandrad, simply his friend. She raised her voice to shut down any complaints from Vandrad, insisting that no one believed his resistance to it anyways. A chuckle escaped from all the members of the family. Even the Prince himself, who had no intention of breaking Mercury’s verbal assault, laughed behind his smirk.

    Sabine could only listen as the Silver Wolf mage continued her train of thought, insisting that the Midian find some way to create or inherit better qualities. Apparently her voice only compounded the fact that her needy, clingy, desperate attitude made her utterly abysmal to deal with. Mercury apologized to her but only for the sake that no one has had the courage to tell her the truth but that’s why the Silver Wolf mage was speaking up now, to help ease her towards growth. The sentiment wasn’t genuine of course but it was no less entertaining to the audience that surrounded the pair. But there was still one more thing and Mercury said as much, her voice taking on a completely different tone. Themesycia was close enough to recognize that something atrocious was about to happen and nodded to Simon, the siblings letting Sabine go nearly at the same time. And like a predator waiting for her prey to drop, Mercury lashed forward, grabbing the Midian woman by the hair and yanking her towards her, drawing a scream of pain and fear from the princess. Her legs went out from underneath her, her knees slamming onto the quartz floor hard enough that her kneecaps were probably damaged. But that was the least of her worries.

    Metal materialized out of nothing and wrapped around her body, wrenching her limbs and torso in such a painful position that she continued to scream in agony. Yet she was quickly silenced as a metal plate wrapped itself over her mouth, cutting off her protests or, at the very least, muting them to a dull vibrate. She stared wide-eyed up at Mercury, tears beginning to stream down her face as the reality of what was happening finally started to sink in. There was no humor in Mercury’s face anymore -- it was complete and utter hatred for the princess bound before her. And an invisible line had been drawn between their gazes, as Sabine was so staunchly terrified that she couldn’t help but look at the woman that could very well murder her right there. She was frozen solid, even beyond the entrapment that held her in place, as Mercury spoke venom directly to her, her mirth gone and a coldness replacing it that could freeze magma. The Silver Wolf mage didn’t care anything about what she was called -- in fact, she was sure none of them did. Sabine’s opinion mattered so little that it was almost laughable.

    But as she explained in very short detail, she wouldn’t suffer insults towards her mother’s song. Her threats ran deep, explaining in vivid detail that there was nothing Sabine could do, nowhere she could go, no place in the world that was safe for her should she deign to speak ill of it. She even challenged her to do it, just to prove that Sabine would be in for a literal waking nightmare should she insult the song again. Her promise hung in the air for a long, heavy moment as both women stared at one another, Mercury in a place far more beneficial for the situation. After the Silver Wolf mage had let the impact settle in, she finally asked if her words were clear enough, taking the time to insult Sabine one last time for her utter waste of space.

    She didn’t answer, tears freely flowing from her eyes as she stared in stunned silence. It wasn’t until Themesycia leaned down slowly to get in her vision, that she tore her gaze away to look at the Duchess. “Bit of advice, dear -- I would give her a solid answer. Ambiguity would only make things far, far worse for you.” Her tone wasn’t as menacing as Mercury’s was but it lacked any sympathy for the princess’ station. If anything, she seemed to be hiding amusement.

    Sabine found some courage and nodded softly, wordlessly stating that she understood. The Duchess smiled and looked up at Mercury. “We’ll take it from here, darling,” she said softly, a silent request that Sabine be freed so that she could be swiftly dealt with. Counting that the Silver Wolf mage obliged her, Themesycia would pull the princess up with one hand, effortlessly lifting her from the ground and holding her above it. “I feel I must tack on that should you make any attempt against Mercury herself, you and your family will face my fury in full. I like to think of myself as a caring host but should anyone abuse that care, I freely unshackle myself from mercy. Be sure to tell your father that before he gets any wild ideas -- I’m sure he’ll think twice about vengeance when the entirety of his family looks to suffer from it. Though I doubt he’ll have very many positive things to say about you, given that I plan on taking Mercury’s offer up and providing said evidence of your looseness while in my home.”

    Sabine simply sniffled, tears rolling down her cheek. “My… my handmaids,” she whispered out softly.

    “Have been freed from their loyalties to you. Lovely ladies, your attendants and so ravishing too. It must have been hard, having to compress their life’s enjoyments to tend on you and your family. When Simon and I managed to seduce them into our beds, they were quite wild and ready. Upon hearing some of the horror stories from their time serving you, I insisted they stay on and work  for me in whatever capacity they desired for handsome wages. Consider it recompense for your dishonor while here. Now… Bartrand? Be a dear and drop this spoiled sow somewhere along the path to Midi.”

    “You sure you don’t want me to drop her in the waterfall? She sure deserves it,” the fire mage said as he walked forward.

    “Not at all, my darling. We want witnesses to her leaving from here. Whatever happens to her along the way home is… well, her problem, isn’t it?” Themesycia said Sabine a nasty look before dropping her on the ground with a loud thump.

    “Alright saggy tits. This is gonna hurt,” Bartrand said as he walked up, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder. A loud pop of fire and smoke and the two of them were gone, finally riding the du Wolff manor of Sabine’s presence.







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    Mercury Arseneault
    Mercury Arseneault

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    Lineage : Gold Rush
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    Second Magic: Mecha Primordial Slayer
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    Post by Mercury Arseneault 16th April 2020, 6:05 pm

    Mercury Banner
    Cunning is the art of concealing our own defects
    and discovering other peoples' weaknesses.
    Sabine was not comforted by the realization that Mercury had concrete evidence of the Midian princess’ unbecoming behaviors during her time in Bellum. She began to speak between pinched lips as Themesycia held the woman, desperately trying to plead with Mercury over the matter, but of course the Silver Wolf mage ignored her. The time for trying to fix things had long since passed for Sabine, and it was far too late for authentic apologies and genuine begging. Mercury went on with her list of built up thoughts, suggesting that Sabine work on learning how to accurately read relationships between people. Her cutting off Vandrad before he could get the chance to refute Mercury’s claim about their friendship was met with chuckling all around the room, including from the prince himself who seemed far too entertained by the spectacle to interrupt it for anything.

    But it wasn’t until she got to the heart of what had really irritated her and set Mercury off about the woman that the show took a truly dark turn. Sabine screamed in pain as the Silver Wolf mage threw her to her knees on the unforgiving quartz floor, locking her up in a contraption that was somehow both futuristic and archaic looking at the same time. It was the only sound Sabine had made so far that Mercury appreciated, adrenaline pumping through her veins like heroin. The princess was so terrified that even without the restraints she probably wouldn’t have been capable of moving, her terrified eyes locked on Mercury in total fear. The Xocili put her threat forth, practically wishing that Sabine would try to call her bluff then and there. What Mercury wouldn’t do for the chance to rip the woman’s rib cage open, leaving her to die slowly in utter agony as she bled out all over the floor…

    Instead, Sabine did nothing, too petrified to speak or even make some sort of physical gesture by way of acknowledging what Mercury had said. All she could do was stare and cry, tears pouring down the Midian woman’s face to a completely uncompassionate audience. It wasn’t until Themesycia slipped in enough to get the woman’s attention that Sabine looked away, the duchess rather simply informing Sabine that it was in her best interest to swallow her fear and give Mercury some kind of confirmation. And for her part, Mercury hadn’t looked away from the Midian once, aware that Themesycia was there but only vaguely in the back of her mind, with the parts of her that weren’t currently overshadowed by unchecked rage.

    Even after Sabine finally nodded in quiet subservience it took Mercury a second to find the control to pull herself away. Themesycia helped by calmly and politely letting the Xocili know that she would handle things from there. Mercury shot Sabine one final dirty look before waving her hand and allowing the restraints to disappear. They had already served her purpose anyway, unbeknownst to anyone present, as dozens of tiny tracking and auditory devices had been buried beneath Sabine’s skin, unable to be seen by the naked eye, nor tracked through most means of magic.

    Thankfully, as the duchess went on to reprimand the foreign woman with a much more regal attitude, reality started to set in on Mercury to the point where she didn’t even hear what was being said. A very real panic was starting to rise up in her, even though her face was still stoic with anger. Stars, what had she just said? She had been so angry that words had escaped her mouth before she’d really gotten the chance to think of them, and now the Silver Wolf ace was scrambling to try and remember what all she’d said. Most of it she didn’t care about, but one thing in particular quickly dawned on her with the full weight of a crushing hurricane: she’d let slip the origins of that song in front of nearly a dozen people, revealing more about herself than she’d meant to and painting a potential vulnerability for everyone to see.

    Remaining as composed as possible, Mercury calmly turned away in the middle of Themesycia’s chat with Sabine and walked toward the nearest door that she knew would take her outside without having to pass immediately by any of the others. Along the way she may eye contact with no one, especially Vandrad. Pushing her way calmly out of the room and into an adjacent hallway, she used her sensors to verify the quickest route to the outside and made her way that direction as quickly as possible without outright running. She practically burst out into the courtyard, nostrils flaring as she sucked the cool afternoon air down them, feeling claustrophobic even now that she was no longer in the building or surrounded by people.

    Mercury allowed herself only a brief pause as she tried to decide where she was going to go, knowing that she needed to put some distance between herself and anyone that might be trying to follow her. Because she knew someone would… and they would have questions. Unfortunately, the panic was starting to settle in and it was rattling her brain. She felt like she was going to explode. What had she just done? “Fuck…” Mercury swore under her breath.

    Her feet started moving again without her really thinking about it, walking just to get away and put some distance between herself and the embarrassment she’d just created for herself. How could she be so fucking stupid? Mercury was going to catch hell for this. The last thing she was supposed to be doing on this planet was making friends and shouting information about herself to high heavens. She’d let her guard down, and now she didn’t know what to do about it.

    The slayer was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t realize she’d made it to the house until she was standing in front of it, her mind having subconsciously taken her there as the only other place on the island that she knew of outside the palace. Rather than head inside, however, she walked around to the back and onto the rear porch that faced the ocean waters lapping at the bottom of the cliff face below. It was there she finally stopped, resting her hands on the railing that hung over the cliffside and gripping it so hard her knuckles had turned white. Her face was cast out toward the open waters in the horizon, looking at it without really seeing it as she tried to calm herself down enough to think straight.

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    Serilda Sinclair



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    Vandrad Ragnos
    Vandrad Ragnos

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Player 
    Lineage : Traveller of the Multiverse
    Position : None
    Posts : 435
    Guild : Fairy Tail
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 226,484

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Energy Monarch
    Second Magic: Ark of the Dread Masters
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    Post by Vandrad Ragnos 16th April 2020, 6:48 pm

    There’s no fair or unfair in battle.
    ( There is only victory or in your case, defeat. )
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    The entirety of the family was focused on what had, basically, become the trial of Sabine Hotoi. Mercury had taken her to task, even locked her in a literal personal prison so that she couldn’t move and was forced to hear everything. It was a show of cruelty for sure but not one that was unwarranted. Disrespect could go a long way before it reached this point and Sabine had found every single step leading up to this easily and without much effort. The fact that no one had forced this upon her before was one of life’s great mysteries but it was happening now, in spite of her not wanting it at all. The real heart of Mercury’s words came out shortly after her rundown, addressing the true issue that had laid such a hateful, angry seed within her. All of the du Wolffs picked up on it but none of them remarked or shared a look with one another. They had known that this had to be personal on some level and it truly didn’t matter to them one way or the other what it had been. Mercury had been due justice and they were more than happy to let her unleash it.

    But alas, there was a point where torture needed to transition to murder and while Themesycia had no qualms about blood being spilled, it did make things a lot harder to clean up. Luckily Mercury was far more interested in simply putting the fear of Gods in Sabine over outright killing her and released her after a long moment of consideration. The Duchess set her gaze and full attention on the Midian princess, now with the intent of wrapping up her time here with some idle threats and comments on her own. It would have taken center stage, and did to a point, but no one missed it as Mercury promptly turned and removed herself from the room, moving swiftly without downright dashing for the nearest exit. And while the Prince of Bellum was certainly interested in watching his mother dash this woman to pieces… his focus was primarily on Mercury.

    He only paused long enough to ponder if he should follow her or not. She’d unleashed holy hell on Sabine and even from his position, with her back to him, he could feel the very real anger resonating off of her. It had burned bright like a fire within her, stoked carefully for hours until it could finally erupt into an open pillar of hatred. Her emotions had been on that very real path but after she had finally stepped away, something else had overtaken her. Concern or perhaps worry over something. Had she said something she didn’t want to let out? The only thing that had been even remotely personal had been the revelation that the song she had sung, the one she had him play, had been her mother’s. Such a trifling matter in the grand scheme of things and yet… for someone as guarded as her, it may as well have been opening a full hatch in her personal dam.

    Something moved him from his spot, only glancing at his mother and Sabine briefly before he followed the path that Mercury had taken. The rest of the family only looked to him briefly, if only to ensure that he was going after the Silver Wolf mage before focusing back on the matriarch and her judgement of the Midian. He’d left shortly after her but even as he pushed into the hallway, she was far enough ahead that he couldn’t pick up on her whereabouts right away. Where would she go? She hadn’t gotten that much of a tour of the manner to really pick a destination and go there. Perhaps his quarters? That was the only room that she would be able to access at the moment.

    So he chose that direction, moving down the hallway swiftly in hopes of catching up to her. With his emotional state on point, with his focus as sharp as it was, it seemed his ability to read emotions was reacting along with his whims, stretching out to its full range as he willed it to. But as he turned a corner, he sensed a slight wave of trepidation in the air. It wasn’t coming from the direction of his quarters but rather from the opposite direction, heading outside. He turned and followed the sense, even as the source of the emotions started to move away. Vandrad stepped out into the courtyard, eyes scanning all around for a sight of her. Nothing visible but he could still barely feel her magical aura as it continued to get distance from the manor.

    He followed her trail carefully, not wanting to run up on her and cause any further trepidation. It wasn’t until he was walking into the town that he realized where she must be going. He didn’t hurry after her, giving her time to reach her newly gifted home and to settle in place before he got there. As he came up upon the building, he stretched his senses out just enough to feel that she wasn’t inside the house but rather on the opposing side of him. The Prince walked around the side yard, coming up on the deck and where Mercury stood, clutching the railing. She was staring out at the horizon, clearly lost in her thoughts more than she was sightseeing.

    He sighed softly as he walked up beside her slowly, taking his place beside her much like she had for him the night before at the bar. He didn’t say anything at first, simply placed his arms on the railing and stared out at the colorful sky like she was. After nearly a minute of silence, he turned his head to look at her. "Are you alright?” he asked her gently, the question a genuine one of empathy. "I wasn’t sure if you wanted to be alone or not but… I wanted to ensure that you were okay.”

    After another moment he spoke once more. "If you want to be alone, I’ll understand.” As much as he would have denied it outright, he was concerned for her. Were anyone else about, he may have blubbered out some sorry excuse to why he was checking up on her; some fantastical reason that would tease her. But as it was just the two of them alone, he was unafraid to speak to her directly and sincerely. After all, hadn’t that been how their relationship had evolved? They could refuse to acknowledge it to one another but over the past twenty four hours, they’d had more somber, serious and touching moments than Vandrad had ever had in his entire life. Something had changed and rather than retreat from it, the Prince was choosing to embrace it… just so he could do what he could to make her feel better.







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    Mercury Arseneault
    Mercury Arseneault

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Player 
    Lineage : Gold Rush
    Position : None
    Posts : 376
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    Experience : 51,297

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    First Magic: Gunblade Master
    Second Magic: Mecha Primordial Slayer
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    Post by Mercury Arseneault 16th April 2020, 8:53 pm

    Mercury Banner
    Cunning is the art of concealing our own defects
    and discovering other peoples' weaknesses.
    The way things stood now, Mercury had two options. Her reports had to be sent out once a week, complete with uninterrupted copies of the footage from her ocular lenses. Her allowing herself to get so fired up over something personal, mixed with the amount of opening up she’d already done over the last twenty four hours, was going to be a red flag. She had been working long enough in the field that her superiors would easily spot how off balanced she was behaving. There was always the chance she could take to simply leave out key parts of her footage, to protect herself… but that would be equally as damning, if not more so. A willful act of insubordination. Either way, it was already too late. She’d stuck her foot in her mouth, and sooner or later the consequences were going to catch up to her. She just had to try and figure out which avenue would lead to less… horrific results…

    If either of them would.

    She was busy comparing the two options against one another in her head, analysing each of them against what she knew of the behaviors of those she worked for to try and reach the most suitable conclusion, when her sensors gently pinged that someone was heading in her direction. Mercury couldn’t tell exactly who it was, but if she had to place money on it she would assume it was either Vandrad or Themesycia. Honestly, Mercury wasn’t sure which between the two of them would be harder to face in that moment. She didn’t think either would really pry all that much, but the duchess was exceptionally intimidating with how well she could read people, and Vandrad… Well, Mercury wasn’t entirely sure what was going on with him. He’d been acting differently for most of the trip. Hell, both of them had, as much as she hated admitting it to herself.

    Still, the Silver Wolf mage was relieved when it was the prince that slowly joined her up against the rail, rather than his mother. He didn’t say anything right away and neither did she, her gaze remaining forward as she tried to figure out what to say. There was just no way Mercury could brush this whole thing off. Not only would he not buy it, but it would be disrespectful for her to even attempt it, and at this point the last thing she wanted to do was insult him that way.

    He broke the silence first to ask if she was okay. The question put a small lump in her throat that she couldn’t quite peg where it had come from. It wasn’t the first time someone had asked her that question, but it was the first time it had ever been asked to her regarding her emotional state rather than a physical one. And even then, other times in the past had been rare and coming from people that didn’t really care about her very much. Vandrad didn’t really give her a chance to answer right away, which was just as well since she wasn’t sure how to respond. He explained that he hadn’t been sure whether she would want to be alone or not, but felt it best to at least come and check on her, even offering to leave again if she didn’t want his company.

    Shit, Mercury thought to herself. This was exactly what she’d been afraid of, exactly the reason she wasn’t supposed to get attached to people. Nine out of ten times, this man was a surly stick in the mud that was only just barely starting to find a sense of humor, but oh that tenth time… apparently that tenth time, he was so caring and attentive, even downright tender in a way that Mercury had never been exposed to before. It confused and even scared her a little, her instinct from years of training screaming out danger.. Yet at the same time, she couldn’t help but be drawn to it, despite everything she believed about her supposedly lacking the need or desire to connect with anyone. She was starting to realize that if she spent much more time around the man he was going to rip down every single wall she had with little more than a compassionate look or comforting hand.

    “I don’t know,” the slayer finally told him quietly, in answer to his question as to whether or not she was okay. It was an honest answer, though the truth was probably far more concrete than she was necessarily willing to admit to herself right now. The question really came down to how honest she should be; how honest she wanted to be. If she started talking, even just a little, Mercury was afraid she wouldn’t be able to stop herself and would once again say too much. On the other hand, if she said nothing at all it just… felt like a betrayal to his trust. Especially given how much she now knew about his own past, without his being aware of her possessing the knowledge. That damn story was going to haunt her, as much as she appreciated hearing it and letting Themesycia get the chance to talk about something she’d clearly needed to get off of her chest.

    Mercury sighed softly, closing her eyes and lowering her head, a single hand lifting up to rub her temples like she was getting a headache. Already, she knew this was going to be a bad idea, one that would come to bite her in the ass at some point, but it didn’t stop her. “I’m… embarrassed. It’s been a long time since someone has made me that angry, and over something so stupid.” He’d probably be able to hear the frustration in her voice over how annoyed she was with herself. Instinctively, she flicked her wrist to conjure her cigarette case, her body craving something to help sooth the jitters she felt coursing through her veins. Mercury even went so far as to tap one of the sticks out, starting to raise it to her lips…

    It never made it to its destination. She paused halfway up, brows twitching in some kind of inner battle within her mind before she lowered her arm once more and resorted to simply fiddling with the thing between her fingers. “I don’t talk about myself. Ever. To anyone,” Mercury told him, trying to figure out some kind of cohesive footing to stand on. “A lot of things I can’t talk about. The rest… The rest I don’t know how. I’ve never spent enough time around anyone for them to ask, not that I would have been likely to answer if they had.” That felt strange to say around Vandrad, who was arguably starting to become the only person who had been successful in getting her to answer anything about her life. She realized that probably sounded discouraging toward him doing so in the future, which just settled wrong in her stomach, but Mercury didn’t know how to fix that without sounding like an idiot so she just kept talking.

    “I just don't know what the hell I'm doing, anymore. I never had anyone to rely on other than myself. No allies, no comrades, no family. It never bothered me, and it still doesn’t. Not really. I never really had the time to care about those things too much. Honestly, you know more about me than anyone ever has.” A striking statement, and a rather sad one given how little Vandrad really knew about her at the end of the day. She was a woman who kept everything close to the chest, something he already knew but now he’d start to get the idea of how deep that ran.

    Mercury had always been alone, for her entire life. As little as Vandrad had connected with the people in his, he’d always had his family, even those under his command while he was in the army, to rely on. He’d even admitted that no matter how badly any of his plans to carve his own path had failed, he would always have those failsafes. Mercury had never had any of those things. And from her tone as she spoke, he would get the impression that she wasn’t trying to complain about it -- she had long since made peace with her lot in life, or at least as much as a person truly could. It was what it was. But clearly, she was frustrated because things in her life were changing and she didn’t know how to handle any of it.

    She shook her head, rolling the unlit cigarette between her fingers, upset with herself. “I’m just not used to losing my cool like that. I didn’t even know the damn woman. She died long before I was old enough to remember her. The only knowledge I have of her is her name and that dumb song. Fucking stupid thing to get so worked up over something so… insignificant.” With a resigned sigh through her nostrils, Mercury finally gave up on the cigarette and shoved it back inside the canister.

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    Serilda Sinclair



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    Vandrad Ragnos
    Vandrad Ragnos

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Player 
    Lineage : Traveller of the Multiverse
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    Posts : 435
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    Second Magic: Ark of the Dread Masters
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    Post by Vandrad Ragnos 16th April 2020, 11:08 pm

    There’s no fair or unfair in battle.
    ( There is only victory or in your case, defeat. )
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    It was not a simple question by any right; anyone that could convince one that asking ‘are you alright?’ as a merely innocent, innocuous query was probably lying through their teeth. In truth, it only came up in situations where something had happened to cause harm or distress of some kind. It was a question that Vandrad had asked a few times but not very many. And he certainly hadn’t asked them outside of battle, for the sole purpose of ensuring someone wasn’t injured. He hadn’t really cared enough before to make sure anyone’s emotional stability wasn’t fractured or suffering from any one event.  It just wasn’t what he did.

    But he wasn’t thinking about that when he followed after Mercury, trailing her as close as he could get without losing her magical presence. By the time she had stopped at her new house, he had slowed his gait for the sole purpose of giving her those several, precious moments of solitude to bring herself to an even keel. If he’d simply come rushing in, it would be bringing the anxiety from the issue right back to her. She could probably handle it honestly but he still didn’t see any need to make it any worse than it could already be. Military training had taught him how to deescalate a situation rather than to cause any lingering effects to flare up to an even greater height. So he came in slow and steady, not throwing any words or actions right out there as he came up beside her and rested his arms on the railing. When he finally spoke, he asked her exactly what he felt needed to be asked.

    He explained his reason for following her before waiting for her answer, nipping a possible follow up question in the bud. And he also gave her an out; giving her the opportunity to ask him to leave so she could be alone. He had no intention of simply walking away or continuing to talk until she knew what she wanted. And he knew well enough that Mercury would make that decision without really giving him an answer one way or the other. So he waited patiently, watching as her eyes captured the fading light of the sun, the star nearly halfway gone over the horizon. When she finally spoke, she couldn’t give him a solid answer to her state -- which was fair. She was stuck in a quandary clearly; trying to decide what she should say, what she wanted to say and what she absolutely refused to say out loud. It was a little sad that he had learned to recognize the patterns so quickly but nonetheless he had.

    She sighed and reached up to rub her head, frustrated at probably a lot of things. But only a moment later she admitted that she was a bit ashamed. It had apparently been some time since she had gotten that angry and, in her opinion, it was over a fairly meaningless matter. It seemed she was far more annoyed with herself than anyone else at the moment, which made sense if her admission of the song’s origins were to be believed. She took out her cigarette case and tapped out a single stick, clearly needing some kind of material distraction. But it never got up to her lips, simply stuck in the middle ground between her lips and hand. Her arm fell back and the cigarette instead back a habitual motion of distraction, caught in a loop between her fingers. She told him plainly that she didn’t talk about herself. She never opened up to anyone ever and went on to say that there were things that she simply couldn’t talk about, as if she were quite literally prevented from doing so. Beyond that, she didn’t understand the right way to talk about the other aspects of her life. She didn’t stay around people long enough for anyone to start asking questions and, even if they had, she would have either lied or given them the runaround.

    Vandrad knew that fairly well firsthand. She’d played his questions early in their days as reasons to tease and mess with him, finding joy in letting him sink in curiosity. When he realized she had no intention of giving him a straight answer, he had stopped pushing -- the Prince wasn’t one to dig or pursue aimlessly and uselessly. He’d broken that streak only the previous night, when he’d asked her about her magic. And luckily for him, she had decided to be upfront with him -- a testament to just how strong their trust had become, which apparently was so foreign to Mercury that it still twisted her stomach around now. He couldn’t deny that it was strange to him too but it seemed to almost be a hostile, precarious element in her life compared to his.

    She went on, saying that she just didn’t know what she was doing anymore, apparently lost in a foreign place. She’d been a lone wolf; only relying on her own strength and wits to get by. There was no one in her life that she could consider a friend or even an ally and she admitted that she didn’t even have family. She claimed it never brought her down, both past and present, if only because she couldn’t spare the time to be concerned with it. And she even went as far as to say that Vandrad himself was probably the one that knew the most about her. Even he couldn’t help but be a little surprised with the statement -- he had only barely scratched the surface on who she truly was. She had truly meant it when she said that she didn’t linger long around other people to give them the chance.

    Her frustration flared again as she circled back to her reason for losing her cool, attacking the content behind it. As she explained, she’d never met her mother, having died long before she could even remember. All she had to remember her by was a name and the song that she had sung. She lamented how utterly ridiculous it was to get that upset over something that, she said, was insignificant. Sighing, she stored the cigarette back in its pouch, having decided against smoking it at all.

    Vandrad looked at her for several seconds in study, his own thoughts bubbling around his mind. When he finally spoke, he started it off with a soft sigh. "I don’t think it’s insignificant,” he said softly, his eyes pulling away to stare towards the horizon once more. "If I’d known its history last night, I would have broken that woman’s neck rather than crushed her hand. I can understand why you or even I would consider a song as something lacking substance, especially when it comes to losing our emotions over. But whether you knew her or not, whether it was the only thing you had left of her or one of dozens of memorabilia, it is still your mother’s. And that’s worth defending. Sometimes the things we think are meaningless are the ones that we cherish the most.” He dared a glance over at her, though it was out of the corner of his eye. And it seemed almost set on the ring on her finger.

    He let that sink in for a moment or two before he continued. "You and I both know that I’m not one to pry. I don’t waste energy digging and searching for answers when they are being kept from me, either intentionally or unintentionally. Unless it directly involves me or mine, I show little effort then, when it seems that I have to expend more than should be required, I stop. Works the same with giving out information about myself as well. Even if I wasn’t acting under any false pretenses in Fiore, I still wouldn’t go around shouting my name for all to hear. Like you, I’ve considered myself a lone wolf for most of my life, the difference being that I had others and you, unfortunately did not.”

    “It’s… ironic then, in a way, that you’re the one teaching me that perhaps relying solely on myself isn’t the best strategy. That perhaps showing and giving minimal effort to people is what drives them away in the first place. I’ll admit it’s probably a bit more work for you, as your public personality is far more personable than mine is but… I’ve come to realize that sharing things with people isn’t bad.”
    His eyes closed slowly as he sighed once more. "I don’t understand the circumstances in which you can or can’t tell me things nor will I demand you explain yourself. But I want you to know that what you have shared, the things you have told me, have opened my eyes a lot more than I ever expected. I enjoy learning about you, Mercury -- more than I certainly enjoyed meeting you,” he remarked, slipping a small joke in to break the tension slightly.

    Vandrad turned his gaze to look at her. "I’ll be your ally, if you’ll let me. I’ll be the one you can rely on when no one else fits in place. I know that I’m broken and perhaps the grumpiest bastard you ever met but… I told you last night that I trusted you. I meant that and fully. That means I’ll be by your side through any hell or shit that comes our way. But I won’t force it on you either. Gods know that both of us aren’t used to having a reliable comrade so we’re both treading completely foreign land. But it seems less daunting when you’re there with me.” His eyes flickered over her face for a few seconds after he fell silent before a small smile came to his lips. "And for the record, I think your mother’s song is beautiful. And you sang it beautifully last night.”







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    Post by Mercury Arseneault 17th April 2020, 3:48 pm

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    and discovering other peoples' weaknesses.
    There were a few long seconds of pause as silence built between them, the air still tense though arguably less than it had been before she started talking. Mercury could feel Vandrad’s eyes on her, which she refused to meet. The metal canister fiddled between her fingers, softly sliding the lid open and closed as she stared out over the ocean. When the prince spoke up he gently told her that he didn’t think it was as insignificant as she claimed. In fact, if he had known the origins of the song the night before when Sabine had thrown her jealous hissy fit, Vandrad would have hurt the Midian in a much more permanent, and likely more fatal, fashion. He understood not being too attached to a song itself, but whether it was the only piece of a puzzle she had to her mother, or one of many, it still had meaning.

    Her head hung a little. As much as Mercury wanted to speak otherwise, she knew Vandrad was right. Just because she hadn’t met her mother or been able to build a connection to her didn’t mean that the woman was nothing to her. If anything, the fact that the song was the only thing she had of her made it all the more valuable. It was more than she had of anyone else she could be related to. A few of her people still lived but not many, and any records that once existed of them had been wiped out, which meant there was virtually nothing for her to go off of to track down even a name of who her father could have been. She’d never had the time or luxury to put much stock in tracking the information down… but that didn’t mean a part of her, no matter how deeply it was buried, didn’t want to know.

    Vandrad reminded her that he wasn’t much for prying. It wasn’t in his nature to go searching for information that wasn’t readily presented to him, not unless doing so served a very specific purpose that he deemed worth the effort. And in a lot of ways he was similar to her in that he didn’t exactly broadcast much about himself either, stating that even if he wasn’t trying to hide his identity in Fiore he would still keep a low profile about it if only to avoid attention. They had both been loners their whole lives, even if his experience with it wasn’t quite as severe as her own.

    Despite this, however, the prince informed her that she was somehow still the reason that he was starting to realize it wasn’t necessarily wise to only rely on himself, and that sharing parts of himself with other people wasn’t a bad thing. Her eyes flicked toward him slightly, resting on his arms out of the corner of her vision without turning her head. Vandrad admitted he didn’t understand what about her she could and couldn’t discuss, not knowing what her circumstances were, and he was never going to demand to know anything about her. However, the things he had learned meant a lot to him. By his own words, he enjoyed the opportunities he got to know more about her, definitely more than he had enjoyed meeting her.

    The joke wasn’t missed, and to his credit it did draw a soft snort from her, the smallest of smirks tugging up one side of her mouth. “Hey, I was all sorts of fun,” she teased him back dryly. “You were the one being a stick in the mud.” Lifting up the canister, Mercury lazily tossed it over the balcony where it disappeared into whatever interdimensional space held such things long before it could fall the hundreds of feet down into the ocean. She was already starting to feel a little better, but he took the conversation a step further than she was expecting by telling her that he wanted her to think of him as an ally the way he did with her.

    A lump formed in her throat again, the smirk settling back into something more sober. Vandrad admitted that he wasn’t exactly the most personable of individuals, knowing full well how broken he was, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to be the one thing she’d never had: a companion. A friend. He didn’t say the word, but the intent was there beneath the surface. He wanted to be by her side to help her weather the storms that came, as long as that was where she wanted him. Neither of them knew what they were doing, but for him it wasn’t as scary knowing that she was there with her. While her face was perfectly stoic, her heart was running rampant inside her chest. Mercury was completely overwhelmed by his words, words of genuine caring and compassion that she’d never heard before. Since she had no idea that he was able to sense that kind of stuff, she made no effort to keep the feeling locked away even if her expression was a flawless mask.

    For the second time that day she felt like crying, though this time nothing managed to claw its way out of her eyes, thank the stars. She didn’t know what to say to him. Of course she wanted him there, but how was she supposed to express that without it coming across as pathetic or needy? Emotions sucked. Life was so much easier when she didn’t have to worry about this kind of shit, but she couldn’t deny that it also felt less… well, hollow. Mercury could feel his eyes on her again and she fought the instinct to look back, something inside telling her that if she looked at him in that moment there was going to be trouble the likes of which she wasn’t prepared for.

    But then he brought the performance from the night before back up, complimenting both the song and her deliverance of it, calling both beautiful. It meant a lot to her, more than she would ever be able to express with words. “Thank you,” Mercury told him, her voice quiet. Against her better judgement she turned her face enough to meet his eyes. If it had just been a compliment to herself then it probably would have been easier for her to keep from looking at him, but he’d paid respect to the song itself, and by extension her mother -- the only part of her past that held any importance to her. For her mom’s sake, she found the courage to accept the compliment respectfully, meeting his gaze and letting him see by her eyes how much his words had meant to her.

    She looked up at him in silence for what had to have only been a few seconds, but it felt like hours. It was like they’d gotten stuck on him, a warmth spreading through her chest that she’d never felt before. Somehow, Mercury managed to find the wherewithal to pry her gaze away, though that did nothing to ease the side effect that had already come along with it. In an uncharacteristic display of comfort she slowly leaned over until her head could rest lightly on his shoulder as she looked back out over the ocean again.

    It took awhile for her to say anything, and for a time it probably seemed like she wasn’t going to. Really, Mercury was just trying to collect her thoughts over everything he’d said to her. When she did talk, her tone was about as soft as he’d probably ever heard it before. “I don’t think you’re broken,” Mercury said. “Just because you’re not like everyone else doesn’t mean there’s something wrong with you. Maybe they cover their insecurities up, but that doesn’t mean they have them under control. They just lie about it better.” She would know. She lied about how she felt all the time, or at least hid it masterfully. “If you’re broken, it’s no more than I am, or anyone else for that matter. You’re just… stronger than the rest of us when it comes to acknowledging it. You don’t pretend to be anything other than who you are. Maybe I’m wrong, but that doesn’t sound like someone who is broken to me…”

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    Post by Vandrad Ragnos 17th April 2020, 6:26 pm

    There’s no fair or unfair in battle.
    ( There is only victory or in your case, defeat. )
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    Vandrad was driven by something beyond himself, far beyond his comprehension. He didn’t have words for it because he’d never felt it before and didn’t know how to properly equate and draw the metaphysical string from point A to point B. So some part of him had awakened to take over, easing him into a place where he could talk about his thoughts and feelings in a more defined, open manner. It was something that had never happened before and probably wouldn’t have happened with anyone else. Other people hadn’t challenged all parts of him, hadn’t pushed him not only past his limits but out of his comfort zone. Everyone was fine with Vandrad simply being Vandrad, if only for the sake of not having to deal with his resistance to change. Or perhaps it was something beyond anyone’s understanding. But for the sake of Mercury, for the sake of the woman that had somehow wormed herself into his life and become his friend, it seemed he was willing to take personally unheard of risks.

    It wasn’t easy to open one’s self to anyone and frankly, the pair of them were two peas in an unbreachable, fortified pod. Both of them with their reasons for keeping information and personal aspects a secret, grave and dark backgrounds that they’d yet to reveal to one another. Of course Themesycia had gone ahead and opened up about the Prince’s history, her own sort of purge of anxiety and information. But he didn’t know that and the fact that he was going to such lengths to connect with her was probably flooring to a lot of people that equally didn’t know his horrid childhood. The fact that he had followed her and reached out to her in arguably a time of need was a downright miracle, in comparison to the man that had left Bellum only a few months ago.

    He spoke candidly to her, revealing some of the thoughts that had invaded his mind recently and made him wonder beyond his safety net. It was a scary thing to do but for some reason, he was ridiculously calm as he spoke. Perhaps it was the fact that he simply wasn’t fighting against the sensations anymore -- accepting them for what they were and acknowledging them fully. Of course there were other emotions buried deeper but he had yet to cast a light on any of those, unwilling to believe that they weren’t some figment or trick of his mind. And although he never specifically used the word ‘friend’ in terms of their relationship, it was evidently clear that he was, at the very least, acknowledging it. She held her gaze stoically away from him for most of his speech even as she listened, only really responding when he threw in a small tease towards her.

    It wasn’t until he rounded up his thoughts, complimenting her mother’s song and her rendition of it, that Mercury met his gaze. She thanked him softly, those twinkling emeralds practically glowing in the departing sunlight. Vandrad stared back at her in silence, moved to stone by a single, genuine look from her. He was only released when she finally looked away, much to his surprising dismay. She hadn’t confirmed any of his statements, nor clarified just where she wanted him involved. It was in her nature to remain elusive about personal matters and his direct statements were digging deeper into a place they’d both never seen before. He was settled with her gratitude, understanding that it carried more weight behind it than simply the two words seemed to mean. But he was rewarded further as, after a moment, her head slowly tilted over and lay against his shoulder, resting against him.

    All at once he was brought back to the night prior, when he had awakened to her sleeping on him. The peaceful sentimentality that seemed to come from nowhere. The serenity that came from being that close to her was unmatched and it honestly scared him how whole he felt with it. He opened his mouth softly to say something but found himself lacking substance. Instead, he simply turned his face to look out towards the sunset with her, the bright light barely covering the small smile on his face. He wasn’t sure if she planned on saying anything else or if she was simply satisfied to just… be there with him. Either way wouldn’t have mattered to him. He was, oddly enough, quite content where they were.

    Yet she did speak again and her tone was something kinder than perhaps he’d ever heard. It surprised him so much that he actually turned his head to look at her, even as she stated that she didn’t believe he was broken, circling back to his words from before. She continued, explaining how she believed that just because he was different, didn’t make him any less worse than other people. If anything, she seemed to think people were just better at hiding the truth of their problems behind cleverly placed lies. She said that he wasn’t anymore broken than anyone else. The difference was he had the strength to accept it and state it plainly, rather than becoming a caricature to bury the pieces. As far as she was concerned, that made him seem less broken than other people, even including herself.

    He snorted softly, smiling and shaking his head. "Always have to be right, don’t you?” he teased her gently, shifting his body to softly rock her head against his shoulder. Then his hand came up out of nowhere and carefully reached up to touch her cheek that was away from him. With that connection made, he turned her head so that her face was looking at his. True, perhaps her eyes wouldn’t meet his but that didn’t seem to matter to him. It was more important that what he said next be said so she could at least comprehend how truly he felt. "Just because anyone has to hide their brokenness doesn’t make them weaker. Maybe it just means someone has to come along to help them realize how strong they truly can be.” He shook his head softly. "It might surprise you to hear but… I like to think I know you better than perhaps even you understand. And I’m still here, aren’t I?”

    That statement hung in the air for a moment as his eyes flicked between hers gently. "I…” he started, the words fumbling over themselves in his head. But as his thoughts tried to rally and form a cohesive line, something else blew past them and took control. His head leaned in against his better judgement, closing the distance slowly between them. It was only a second later that his lips pressed themselves against hers, his eyes naturally closing as his mind came to a screeching halt and something else stood there, proud of its actions. Who knew Vandrad du Wolff had a heart and sometimes, it had the strength to act beyond his comprehension.

    Then again, that was probably her doing as well.







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    Post by Mercury Arseneault 17th April 2020, 8:25 pm

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    and discovering other peoples' weaknesses.
    There were a lot of things Mercury wanted to say to him. She was slowly starting to understand that she wanted him to pry and ask questions about her, to actively get to know her and encourage her to start conversations , to encourage her to push past her own limitations. The only problem was, there were other factors involved in her life that she earnestly couldn’t tell him about, things that would put him in danger if she didn’t continue to do as she was commanded. Mercury was already probably on thin ice for a lot of her prior reports that she’d left things out of. None of today, or even yesterday, was going to help that.

    Perhaps later she would fret about it, but right here, right now, she just didn’t care. She was at a miraculous moment in her life where she was learning how it felt to have someone other than herself caring about her best interest and emotional state of mind. It was terrifying, and exhilarating. It had been a big step for her to rest her head against him. While Mercury certainly wasn’t afraid to touch people, it wasn’t something she did very often without provocation or a very specific cause. But even then, she had never reached out to anyone in search of physical comfort, nor had she ever expressed her respect for someone as profoundly as she just had for Vandrad.

    She hadn’t really meant it to be sentiment. Even as she spoke it, Mercury didn’t really seem to understand the depths of what she was saying to him. The woman was just speaking to what she saw, and it just… didn’t seem fair to let him discredit himself by thinking he was broken, not when that wasn’t how she saw him at all. Sure, he had a horrible and traumatic past, and it had certainly played a major role into shaping him into the man he was today, but she saw a lot of things in him that she wished she could see in herself. It wasn’t right to let him talk so little about himself like that, so she’d merely voiced her thoughts so he could maybe see himself from her perspective: a man that had the strength to face himself, the good and the bad, and not be daunted by it or try to hide any of it.

    Her words had carried a deeper impact than she’d expected. At first Vandrad teased her a little, playfully mocking about how she always had to be right. She chuckled a little as he prodded her head with his shoulder. “Well, one of us has to be,” Mercury jabbed back lightly. She wasn’t expecting his other hand to come around, cupping her cheek and turning her face so that it was once more looking up at him. This time she didn’t make any attempt to keep her gaze from meeting his, mostly out of surprise and confusion to the rather intimate gesture. For all the times his hand had felt warm on hers, it was practically fire against her face, whose cheeks turned a slight rosy hue at the way his eyes met hers.

    He told her, if somewhat indirectly, that even though she hid most if not all of her insecurities behind a facade of confidence and lies didn’t make her weak. She’d only been behaving the way that life had taught her to, doing what it took to survive the circumstances she’d grown up in. And maybe, just maybe, all she’d needed was someone else to come around and help her see her strengths past all those fears. Or perhaps, in spite of them. Mercury could only watch him, brows gently twitching with emotion as he explained his thoughts that he believed he understood her better than she was giving him credit for, like he could see right through all of her walls and barriers to the scared, angry, violent, lonely little girl inside. And like her when it came to all his less desirable personality traits, it wasn’t doing anything to push him away. He was still there.

    Mercury gulped so hard he probably saw it. It was a statement she didn’t really know how to process, which wasn’t helped by the fact that her head was starting to fog up from the way he was looking at her. Her heart was practically in her throat. She felt like she’d been put under some kind of enchantment that kept her from having full control over her mind or body, though she knew there wasn’t any magic at play here. He started to say something but stopped, unable to find words, and then before she knew it he was leaning forward and placing his mouth gently against hers.

    She’d had her fair share of kisses. Mercury wasn’t the most physically -- or emotionally -- affectionate of people, but she did engage in sex when the mood and opportunity struck her, which wasn’t as often as he probably assumed of her. But all of her interactions with people in this manner before had been born out of playfulness or downright lust. It had always been something fun, flirty, light hearted.. Something to enjoy in the moment for what it was before walking away and moving on to other stages in her life. This was… different. Her eyes widened only slightly and briefly in surprise, a split second of shock causing her brain to scramble for some kind of appropriate reaction.

    And then, throwing caution to the wind, she relaxed. Her own eyes fluttered closed and Mercury seemed to melt both into his lips and into the hand that still cupped her cheek. A soft sigh rushed through her nostrils. Trembling a little from the absolute surge of emotion and lightheadedness that washed through her, Mercury somehow found the courage to return the gesture, kissing him back sweetly with a tenderness she certainly never thought herself capable of. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she should stop, but damn it she didn’t want to. She did nothing to escalate the situation, content to stand there and enjoy the moment for however long he saw fit to let it linger, for once in her life letting someone else take complete control over the situation and surrendering to… well, whatever the hell was happening.

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    Post by Vandrad Ragnos 17th April 2020, 9:55 pm

    There’s no fair or unfair in battle.
    ( There is only victory or in your case, defeat. )
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    Beyond when they had been actively kissing one another in Desierto, this was probably the closest he had been to her face with his. Granted, that situation had been its own entirely different mood and was far more active and angry than this now. No, this moment was more intimate and caring and… a quiet passion that seemed to speak loudly without opening its mouth. Vandrad had taken her face in his hand and turned her to face him so that his words would land fully upon her, so that Mercury would understand just how sincere and how honest he was being. He hadn’t expected that the sight of those eyes transfixed on him would send a spark down through his veins, charging the battery of his soul with an unprecedented warmth. Somehow he managed to get the words out in spite of all of that, letting her know that in spite of everything, he was still there for her… with her.

    She looked about as stunned as he might have been in her shoes, quite obviously gulping as her mind raced to catch up to what he was saying. In truth, he was still trying to collect his own thoughts and continue to speak, having so much more to say. But apparently his heart, his soul -- whatever it was -- decided that the time for words was over. He could rain pretty words upon her all day but unless he did something to back it up, they were as meaningful as dust in the wind. Or so, that’s what his heart apparently believed. So without permission, his head leaned in and his lips touched upon hers in a gentle, caring kiss that surprised even him at how soft it was. Or perhaps it was the feel of her mouth upon his, the perfect petals that pressed flat against his own.

    He was already lost in the kiss while she stood there, eyes wide and trying to process what was happening. Unlike her, he’d only ever kissed his family members and certain other far flung relatives on the cheek. The only person whose lips he had ever kissed had, ironically, been hers but those were ravenous, furious and animalistic. To even call what they had done before, even earlier that day, kissing was insulting the gesture that was happening at the moment. It was beyond him and certainly beyond his ability or practice. The Prince of Bellum hadn’t even practiced kissing before, even in his younger years. He simply relied on the knowledge of what kissing was and the moments he had seen others do it, at least when his wits were about him.

    But the sensation itself was entirely different. Or perhaps it was because it was Mercury that it felt so… well, good. Her moment of surprise melted away after a few seconds and soon she was melting into him, her cheek practically burning up against his hand. His other hand went to her hip to pull her closer to him; not out of any wanting or lustful desire but simply a need for her to be close to him. She kissed him back gently, both of their lips moving against one another without any wild abandon or intent to escalate the situation. In fact, it almost seemed like all they were trying to do was simply kiss; to get that intimacy that seemed to build up slowly over the last twenty four hours. And in spite of himself, Vandrad couldn’t help but realize just how nice it felt to be here, with her, just like this.

    He wasn’t sure how long they stood there, kissing one another tenderly. It could have been hours; the sun could have dropped down, ran its track through the sky and been heading back to bed already in the time it took him to come to his senses. It wasn’t a jolted moment of leaping back from her though. No, he was not afraid of what was happening nor regretful of it either. But he certainly didn’t know what to make of it. He’d never been here before -- hell, he hadn’t even been in the same region as whatever this was. He finally pulled  his lips away from hers, if only enough to give himself a few inches of space and catch his breath. His eyes opened, looking to hers as what had just happened between them dawned on him. His hand on her face slowly ran down her cheek, over her shoulder and down to her side, an exact mirror image of where the other was.

    In spite of everything, he chuckled a bit nervously. What the hell were either one of them supposed to say right now? Complimenting any part of what had just happened would have felt awkward and sloppy. "We should probably head back… unless you need more time to yourself,” he said quickly, though he was slow to remove his hands from her just yet. Truth be told, he didn’t really want to leave where they were right now. A strong part of him wanted to stay here, right on the balcony, and just… stay close to her. He didn’t necessarily need anything more than what had already transpired. But he also knew that if they didn’t return in some kind of reasonable timetable, the rest of the du Wolffs would come looking.

    Finally his hands slipped from her side as he took a small step back, though still terrifying close to her. "As silly as it sounds, I enjoy these… moments we have, even if I don’t altogether understand them. As I said, I genuinely look forward to learning more about you whenever I get the chance. If anything, I think it’ll help strengthen our bond.” He looked into her eyes again briefly, already wanting to get lost in them once more. But he fought it off and forced a smirk. "I imagine we’ll be downright undefeatable in no time.”







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    Post by Mercury Arseneault 18th April 2020, 12:50 pm

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    They kissed for a long time, with neither of them pushing for it to be anything more than that. The thought did run briefly through her mind, of course. The curious part of her nature recognized that if this lead somewhere it would be completely different from any such interactions she’d been in before, and the piece of her buried deep under layers and layers of denial and trauma that longed for a deeper connection with someone desperately wanted to know what it felt like to be treated with tenderness. But somehow the thought of doing anything to lead this beyond a kiss felt like it would… cheapen what was happening here.

    His other hand moved to her side and gently pulled her closer to him. Mercury did nothing to stop it, letting herself fall against him, both hands almost timidly reaching up to rest against his chest. Everything over the last day had been filled with a lot of unexpected feelings that Mercury was unfamiliar with, and this seemed to very much be a culmination of all of the weird tension that had been building. Time felt like an illusion to the point where she briefly wondered if Vandrad shared his uncle’s ability to pause it. Mercury tilted her face slightly as their lips moved softly against one another, her fingers putting the barest of pressure against his chest above his shirt. All she could think about was how much she didn’t want the moment to end.

    But it did have to end eventually. Vandrad pulled back enough to give them a couple inches of space between their faces, Mercury following him for only a fraction of that space before accepting that it was time to stop. She didn’t open her eyes right away, intimidated by what she might see in him when she did. Instead, Mercury turned her face gently into his hand, nuzzling against it tenderly. It was only once he slid the limb down from her face, the palm running down her shoulder to her other hip, that she finally opened her eyes and chanced a glance up at him. He was looking at her with about as much apprehension as she felt, not embarrassed or regretful over the moment but certainly not knowing what to make of it.

    An uncertain chuckle bubbled its way from his throat, drawing the barest of shy smiles from her. He spoke up to mention that it was probably in their best interest to head back to the palace. And thank the stars, too, as Mercury had exactly zero idea what she was supposed to say to any of what had just happened and was more than happy with putting it behind them to deal with it later. However, he did state that she could still have time to herself if she needed it, indicating that he could return without her to at least keep the rest of the family from putting out a search party for them.

    “No,” Mercury told him, perhaps a bit more quickly than she should have, her soft voice a bit coarse. Clearing her throat a little so she could at least sound more sure of herself than she actually felt, her hands on his chest relaxed a bit, sliding down only an inch or two along with her gaze. “No, I’m… I’m okay now. I promise.” She found the courage to look back up at him so he could see that she meant the words, even if she was still somewhat overwhelmed by everything else. He didn’t really seem to want to part from her, his hands remaining on her sides, and likewise she made no effort to pull away. If anything, like him, she wanted to stay right where they were.

    They both knew they had to go back though, and eventually he did slide his hands slowly from her, taking a step back without really putting much more space between them. Mercury reluctantly followed suit, her own hands pulling back from his chest to cross uncertainly in front of her own, not entirely sure what to do with them, now. Vandrad told her that he liked these awkward moments between them, despite how weird it was to admit. Like her, he didn’t understand them, but they made him look forward all the more toward the chance of getting to know her better. He even expressed his sentiment that he believed such chances would do more to bring them closer together.

    And apparently, that would make them a fairly formidable force. Mercury smirked back up at him, a hint of her normal mischief glimmering in her eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she informed him, her tone playful even if it was still a bit soft. “I’m already undefeatable. Or have you already forgotten how I dutifully wake up earlier than any sane person to come kick your ass every other morning?”

    The smirk lingered a moment longer before she finally let out a soft sigh, accepting that the moment was all but passed and making her peace with it. Her gaze shifted behind them toward the house, taking it in again. “Do you… want to see the house before we go back? Since we’re here anyway…” Mercury asked him hesitantly. “Unless you’ve already seen it before.” She forgot that he and his family owned all this property, and it was highly likely he’d already been inside or seen most of the homes in the area. Then again, he wasn’t really the type to get out much or put a whole lot of interest in such things, so maybe he’d never set foot in any of them.

    Assuming he expressed an interest, a small smile would find its way to her face. Despite how much she was still having to take in about the gift, Mercury was clearly still able to find some excitement and pride in having something to essentially show off to him. It was probably tiny to him, but it was bigger than anything she’d ever expected to have and she was obviously happy with it. Her expressions were as subtle and muted as they ever were, but there was a brightness and innocence to her eyes that wasn’t a part of her normal repertoire of emotions. She would let them in through the back door that led into the kitchen and walk through it with him at whatever pace he wanted. Mercury explained that Themesycia had given her permission to change any of it however she wanted, but at the moment she was uncertain what, if anything, she would do in that regard. Aside from the basement, which she did express her interest in turning it into a personal lab and work space for her to tinker around with her electronics and gadgets if she could.

    Once they were both ready, they made their way back to the palace. By that time she seemed back to her normal self, and anyone who asked if she was alright would just get a simple explanation that she’d just needed to step outside for a while to calm down. Thankfully, it seemed it was in the nature of the entire du Wolff family to not pry, so no one really pressed the matter or brought up its specifics, letting her brush the embarrassing moment behind her and try to forget about it. There were still a couple hours before it would be time to finish the prep work on dinner, so Mercury would follow Vandrad’s suggestions on how to fill that time, content to just spend some leisurely time with him and his family without the weight of Sabine finally being gone.

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    Post by Vandrad Ragnos 18th April 2020, 3:38 pm

    There’s no fair or unfair in battle.
    ( There is only victory or in your case, defeat. )
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    Well he had said that being in new territory with her made it less challenging. But that didn’t mean it wasn’t challenging at all. Arguably, he had meant that as a general sweeping statement over their partnership and friendship, though he had never explicitly said as much nor hinted it didn’t run deeper. He didn’t have the best basis for what friendship really was but he was almost certain it didn’t involve kissing one another. At least, not the version of kissing that had overwhelmed the two of them in that moment. In truth, he liked this better. Yet when the sobering moment came that they absolutely had to part, he was left without explanation. He knew that she was most likely right there with him on that.

    She leaned into his hand until it left, an action that honestly made him keep it there a bit longer than originally intended. When she finally opened her eyes again, he felt a bittersweet pang in his chest, longing to dive right back in and kiss her yet again. It wasn’t anything carnal but rather a sense of comfortable excitement, to be treading new borders he had honestly thought were beyond his reach. But all that came was a chuckle of uncertainty, his mind grasping for something to say or do in that moment of pause. What came out was a lacking supposition for them returning back to the palace, with the added measure allowing her the opportunity to stay if she still needed time. As much as he didn’t say it outloud, he was almost hoping she said she needed a bit more time, just not to herself.

    She promptly answered him, swiftly stating a sincere no. After a moment to clear her throat, she followed up with a secondary rejection of her needing more time alone, insisting that she was fine. As her gaze met his, he knew that it was a genuine statement, not something said to keep him off her back or anything. That was enough for him, though it did not give him any urgency in pulling away from her. It was only the knowledge that he should for the sake of going back that he finally managed to put a small bit of distance between them. He admitted his general enjoyment of the moments they had shared, citing that they would make them stronger allies and certainly better teammates. She took that as a moment to tease him, smirking up as she claimed she was already undefeatable. He snorted, this time with a bit more gusto as he met her smirk with one of his own. "At best, we’re split down the middle. But you’re more than welcome to get your ass up tomorrow morning and try to break the stalemate?” As much as he enjoyed the more honest, open moments between them, there was absolutely no denying that he reveled in their constant banter.

    She turned away from him, her gaze moving to the house in thought. When she spoke up once more, she asked him if he wanted to see the house, since they were already there. But she wasn’t sure if he had already been to the home before, giving him an out in case he had. As luck would have it, he hadn’t been to the building before. The intricacies of loaning out homes to people had never appealed to him and he rarely took the time to go out and visit other buildings unless he had a specific purpose. "Please, I’d love a tour,” he said, gesturing to the house so that she could lead him inside. He could tell that she was excited over showing off the home, a place that she could truly call her own. Anyone else probably wouldn’t have been able to tell the full difference as she walked him around the home, talking about what Themesycia had told her and how she only had solid plans for the basement. But he could tell there was a skip in a step that usually wasn’t there, in a manner of speaking. Other than the plan to retrofit the downstairs basement into a lab, she seemed quite content with the layout, a small aura of pride about her over the home. For some, it probably would seem rather silly and almost immaterial but for her, based on what he had gathered, it was a lot.

    After the tour, they made their way back to the palace. Themesycia was there to greet them, though only to inform them that Sabine had been promptly removed from the premises. She made no mention of Mercury’s departure, simply opted to invite them both back to the study. With a wry grin, she even went as far as to suggest that they could set up the camera from this morning and get a good viewing of Sabine and Vandrad’s ‘fight’. Counting that they all agreed, the trio would head back to the study, to find the rest of the family waiting. Despite the fact that only the Duchess and Mercury had missed the fight, there was a genuine interest in laughing at Sabine’s misfortune over again. They played the scene several times, even going as far as to slow it down and rewind it to watch certain aspects of her face as it wrenched in delicious pain and agony. Before long, they were all conversing about some of Vandrad’s other former arranged marriages, discussing all of the previous beaus and ranking them in terms of how terrible they truly were.

    Sabine still managed to come out on top.

    Before long, the sun had nearly completely set and it was time to prepare for the feast. Vandrad brought Mercury along with him, as well as Ever and Bartrand, to the kitchen. While his aunt and cousin got to work on their own food prep, the Prince went to the freezer with the Silver Wolf mage and piled up the meat onto the rolling cart. Together they wheeled it back into the kitchen and onto the kitchen island, setting up an area on the end for them to use. He explained, as he set out several different spices before them, what each small tube contained and what flavor they added. He asked her opinion on what they should try and, upon her picking one or several, would offer others that could go as a compliment to the taste. Once they’d come up with a few, he mixed them all together in a bowl and explained how to dry rub them onto the meat. Once she was good to go on that, the pair of them went to work ensuring that the meat was all properly rubbed, Vandrad showing her how to wrap each slab in cheesecloth so none of the spices were accidently removed.

    While they were there, Ever and Bartrand showed them what they were planning as well. While Vandrad helped his aunt peel and slice potatoes, Everence explained the sides she was making to go with the meat. Mashed potatoes were easy to make and could be made in bulk, as she explained the family and workers ate a ton of food. Mashed potatoes and several pots of vegetables were to be prepared. But, as she continued, they wouldn’t be cooking them in here. No, the firepit outside was going to be set up with long bars over the flames so everything could be cooked against the fire. That gave a brief idea of just how large the bonfire was going to be. Bartrand spoke up, talking about the chocolate mousse that he was preparing for everyone, as he whisked away at a bowl nearly as large as he was. He jokingly explained that his recipe was what attracted the ladies to him, making all sorts of looks towards the Silver Wolf mage.

    Before long, everything was prepared and the group of them brought the ingredients outside. The firepit was indeed quite large; it was roughly the size of a small two story house, with tremendous logs being used as fuel. Vandrad brought out the massive skillet and set it up over the pit while Ever used her magic to assemble the pikes and bars for the rest of the pans and pots. With everything all set to go, Bartrand ignited the fire, the logs roaring to life as the flames surged upwards against the cooking ware above. Once it had settled, Ever and Vandrad began putting in the vegetables and tossing the meat on the skillet, the sizzling sound of the raw meat barely comprehensible against the fire.

    As they cooked, people began to come from the house. Dudley, Simon, Themesycia, Ophelia and Cecilia were the first to arrive but several of the town’s citizens -- the people that worked in the manor itself -- filed up from below and began to mingle. The Prince was fully on cook duty; with a spatula in hand, he hovered above the skillet and swung down to flip and turn the meat as it cooked. While he waited, he seemed inwardly focused on his own thoughts, though he did turn his attention away to look at Mercury every so often. Once the meat started to brown, a line was called to form. Brandishing a knife that could have passed as a small sword, the Prince swung the weapon over the sizzling steaks several times to create perfectly portioned sizes. Then he would flip the food down onto the waiting plates as Themesycia and Simon took the time to pass out the food to everyone that walked up. It wasn’t until the last hunk of meat had been removed that Vandrad pulled the skillet off the fire and placed it on a nearby boulder to cool off. Finally the cooks could eat and the du Wolff family and Mercury all sat themselves down around the fire, enjoying their meal in silent bliss.







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    Post by Mercury Arseneault 18th April 2020, 8:39 pm

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    Vandrad snorted at her comment about how she supposedly kicked his ass at training all the time, eliciting a slightly larger grin from her as he informed her that they were, at best, evenly matched. She was more than welcome to prove him wrong tomorrow morning, though. The two of them went through the house a bit, and then it was back to the palace where Themesycia found them upon arrival. The duchess informed them that Sabine had been successfully escorted away. Thankfully, she didn’t bring up Mercury’s awkward removal from the earlier situation, but Mercury hadn’t expected her to.

    With everything set, she led them back to the study where the rest of the du Wolffs had gathered, explaining that they were more than ready to watch the video footage of Vandrad’s so called spar with the woman. Even though everyone else had watched it unfold life, they were all still quite eager to rewatch it. So, Mercury had whipped up a way through her magic to feed the footage directly to the large lacrimavision in the room where all of them got a great laugh once again at Sabine’s expense. They watched and rewatched the scene as a group, playing it in several different modes with Mercury even using her skills to add hilarious music to it for montage purposes. In fact, she was sorely tempted to send some of it to Sabine herself.

    And from there the conversation stemmed into the list of other arranged marriages that had once been set up for the prince. Some of those had some equally cringy story moments to them, though not all of them were bad, and those that were certainly didn’t top Sabine. But Mercury quite enjoyed hearing about all the other times where Themesycia had tried to set Vandrad up with other ladies that all failed to capture the man’s attention for this reason or that. She teased him mercilessly about many of them when the opportunities presented themselves, which happened fairly often. Granted, the prince was an easy person to tease a lot of the time. He took it in stride, however.

    They all spent the time merrily together until the hour arrived where dinner was ready to be prepared. Vandrad took her back down to the kitchen, along with Everance and Bartrand, where the four of them got to work with their various projects. The prince and Mercury went back to the freezer to pull out the meat, wheeling it back to the counters before he pulled out a number of spices and herbs and other items that could be used to season it. She eagerly went over each thing he showed her, using her heightened senses to take in their rich scents and even sampling tastes from some things where it was appropriate. He invited her to pick one or more things to work with, which was a bit daunting, but he was able to easily pair the stuff she selected with other things that would work together and heighten the taste.

    They made a large mixture of seasoning and he showed her how to apply it as a dry rub onto the meat. It was a bit of a messy process, which wasn’t exactly her favorite thing in the world, but for once it didn’t really bother her. She was in a great mood, though she wasn’t entirely sure why. A culmination of things, probably. Once the seasoning was on, he taught her how to wrap it in stuff referred to as cheese cloth to keep anything from falling off. Between the two of them, the meat was prepared and ready to go in no time, leaving the both free to help the other two family members. Vandrad helped Everance with preparing potatoes to be cooked and mashed, along with a number of pots worth of mixed vegetables.

    Bartrand, on the other hand, was going to town a giant bowl of some kind of chocolate mixture that he called a mousse. According to him, the recipe was one that he constantly used to draw the attraction and interest of other ladies, comments that weren’t veiled at all in their attempt to catch Mercury’s own eye. She merely grinned at the young man, making it a point to reward his flirtations by offering to lend him some assistance while Vandrad worked with his aunt. Frankly, she was a bit fascinated with everything going on in the kitchen, having never been a part of this kind of activity before, let alone to the scale which they were preparing.

    Once everything was ready, they moved outside where Mercury was introduced to the biggest fire pit she’d ever seen in her life. Hell, it was bigger than any pit she’d ever imagined, not that she necessarily spent an overabundance of time thinking about such things. Since at this point the family knew that she had an affinity with metal of some sort, she elected to help Everance setting up the rods that would hold all the pots for cooking the potatoes and vegetables even as Vandrad hefted an absolutely gargantuan skillet into his own corner of the pit. Bartrand lit the thing, and away they went.

    Once all the food was in place where it was supposed to be, there was little from that point that Mercury could do to help. They were the experts, and she didn’t want to get in the way, so she contented herself taking up a spot on a boulder near Vandrad and just chatting with them until other people began to show up. The rest of the du Wolffs showed up first, but soon the area was crowded with a number of other people that Mercury didn’t know, only recognizing a few of them as faces she’d seen working in the palace since yesterday. She soon found herself chatting with a great deal of people, mostly members of the family but the people she talked to would fluctuate as they moved and gravitated in and out of various groups. Quite a number of them had actually been at the ball the night before and came up to introduce themselves, complimenting both her dramatic entrance and the song she’d sung.

    It was overwhelming, though not necessarily in a bad way. Mercury had just never been around so many nice people before, let alone all at once. The gala had been different because most of the noble guests had kept to themselves while the staff had been working, and sure she’d gotten plenty of attention at the orgy, but that was entirely different -- and also entirely Vandrad’s fault. This was more of a community feel, and it was yet another thing that Mercury had never really been exposed to before. A part of her wondered if her people had done things like this together before the invasion.

    She was distracted enough with everything going on socially that she didn’t really get the chance to check in too often with Vandrad, who was pretty focused on cooking the main course anyway. Most of his glances toward her went unnoticed, but she did catch his eyes a few times, giving him a couple smirks or even making faces at him once or twice before turning her attention back to the people she was talking to. She was most interested in Sabine’s former ladies in waiting, who were more than eager to reveal to Mercury quite a number of juicy secrets and embarrassing stories about the Midian woman, while also going into great detail at how angry Sabine had been from being dismissed the night before, particularly at Mercury herself.

    When Vandrad finished cooking the meat, cutting it up and putting it on serving plates, Mercury broke away to join Themesycia and Simon in serving out the food. It was strange to her to actually want to act in the capacity of a servant, but something about the genuine generosity of the du Wolffs just… made her want to be a part of everything they were doing. So rather than taking an opportunity to be served, she worked with them to pass everything out to the others that were usually in the serving role for the family. Once everyone else had been given their portions, she and the duchy members served themselves and took up spots around the fire that was now burning just for the sake of enjoyment and atmosphere.

    The dinner was absolutely amazing. Mercury was utterly floored by the first bite of the vulcan meat, a look of shock crossing her face before she shot Vandrad a playful glare. “You really have been holding out on me,” she accused him. “I’m going to hit you again. Right after I finish this.” After that, Mercury went right back to eating, as content as the rest of the family to sit in happy silence with their food. No one really started getting chatty until their plates were nearly empty. A great number of the household staff insisted on taking care of the clean up, leaving the family to rest in relative peace with all the cooking long since out of the way.

    It didn’t take long for the drinks to start coming, and eventually someone suggested a drinking game of some kind. The nature of it was that each of them would take a turn posing a statement scenario of something they’d never done before, and anyone who had done the activity was required to take a drink from their alcohol. It sounded like a fun, if dangerous game, so Mercury agreed to play, simply hoping that nothing that came up would be things that would cause her to reveal too much of herself -- though at this point she had already decided that she wasn’t sending any footage from today to her superiors, so they wouldn’t know about anything that transpired anyway.

    The game started off fairly innocently, bringing up smaller activities and such that were really more surface gleanings than anything else. But it didn’t take long for things to start getting dirty, which came as no surprise to Mercury even though she’d never played the game before. Even less surprising was that most of the du Wolff family outside of Vandrad had to take drinks at nearly every turn. Mercury herself actually took a fair number of drinks as well, though probably not as many as most of them expected her to. They learned a number of things about her in this regard, including that she had slept with both men and women in the past, had slept primarily with strangers or acquaintances, had always been sober for all of her dalliances, and had engaged in at least one threesome.

    Of course, there were a lot of things they also found out she hadn’t done through the mechanisms of the game. She’d never had sex twice in one day with two different people, nor had she engaged in sexual activity multiple times in one week, or even in one month. She almost didn’t have to drink for one scenario someone had posted about sleeping with the same person more than once -- at first she thought she hadn’t, and then she remembered there was one or two times she had and wound up taking a drink with others. And despite the good amount she’d imbibed throughout the game Mercury was, at best, buzzed.

    Not everything was necessarily about sex, though. While Vandrad had certainly been able to contribute more to the game than if they’d done this before Desierto, he still had only had sex the one time so there was only so much he could drink for, despite the vulgarity of their affair. The current hot topic was skinny dipping, which seemed to be swimming naked with other people, not to be confused with bathing. While most of the du Wolffs easily laughed and took their drinks over it, Mercury’s own glass remained set on her lap.

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    Post by Vandrad Ragnos 18th April 2020, 9:49 pm

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    It was always surprising just how many people managed to fit on the lawn of the manor and truthfully, it was always a bit of a shock to see how many people the du Wolffs employed. While the primary means of occupation came from staff inside the manor, of which there were a great many positions, they also funded and helped establish businesses both on the upper city and on the lower port. It wasn’t a simple island with a mansion on top and several buildings for the servants; it was as thriving as its own little water-locked town. And if there were people that got invited simply because there was nowhere else to go, the du Wolffs found a means of occupation for them, generally making something up on the spot. They treated everyone as equally as family because, in their eyes, they were family.

    But to have them all on the lawn was quite the sight to behold. Even Vandrad, who was used to such sights now and again, couldn’t help but take a moment to look out at the mingling heads that covered the entirety of the area. It was easy to lose sight of people if one wasn’t paying attention. Luckily his eyes were as sharp as they come and he could easily track anyone that he needed to, almost absent-mindedly keeping tabs on where Mercury went. It wasn’t for the sake of wanting to know where she was at all times but apparently it was so he could look up and look at her every so often. His reasons lacked explanation but he opted to just… not think about it too hard.

    Six women were more than happy to meet Mercury; the half-dozen hand maidens that had been liberated from Sabine. Even now, the stress of being free had lifted their spirits; bright and genuine smiles were shared by all as they chatted with the Silver Wolf mage. Oh and they were more than happy to dish on their former employer, listing off several occasions and situations that made her no less foolish than her time here had. Any secret that Sabine had ever entrusted to the women was easily spilled over and laughed about, giving Mercury plenty to work with in case she ever needed it. The conversation only came to an end when they spotted Simon and hurried over to pay their benefactor some attention.

    When the meat was cooked fully through, it was time to sort the meals. Ever worked her magic to lay out the sides onto each and every plate, teleporting a healthy portion onto each disc. Mercury, rather than joining the line to get food, came around the side with Themesycia and Simon and helped gather the meat slabs as they were tossed down, adding a third pair of hands that truly helped them get the food out faster. After the employees had been properly served, the immediate family came up and got their food as well, with Bartrand and Dudley taking several plates for themselves. Finally Vandrad returned to grab his plate, after placing the skillet in a safer spot, and sat down with the rest of the family and the Silver Wolf mage. He dug in immediately, scarfing down food quickly and yet somehow still staying within proper manners. He only stopped as Mercury glared at him and accused him of keeping all his talents from her, promising him a proper punishment after she had finished eating. All she got as an answer was a smug grin before he continued to shovel food down his gullet.

    Once the food had been eaten from every plate, the duchy members prepared for the clean up of everything. But the staff, happily filled with food, insisted upon putting away the leftovers and cleaning the dishes. Themesycia tried to counter them but there seemed nothing she could say would convince them to change their minds. So instead, the family was left to simply sit back and relax after a very fulfilling meal.

    After a short while, the dessert was rolled out on several carts, along with an array of alcohol. The idea of dessert and liquor apparently was a time honored tradition in the du Wolff family, allowing them to mix sweet and savory with both food and drink. It was Simon that suggested a fun drinking game called Never Have I. It was a truly silly game as far as Vandrad was concerned and one that he didn’t usually partake in. But he was feeling far more jovial than usual and considering it was their last night together with his family, he was a far more willing participant than he was in the past. As such games often did, it started off with more silly questions; small, simple queries to get the drinks flowing and the humor going. But, as was par for the course with his family, things very quickly descended into debauchery.

    “Never have I had sex with a man,” Simon stated boldly, grinning from ear to ear.

    “Booo cheap question,” Bartrand responded.

    As Mercury, Everence, Themesycia, Ophelia and Cecilia all took a drink, Vandrad’s blind cousin sighed. “It was either going to be him or Uncle Dudley.”

    "I’m just surprised that either one of you had engaged in sleeping around,” Vandrad said with a smirk.

    “Unlike you, Vandrad, we are not prudes. After all, Ceci and I dated identical twins only a couple of years back,” the other sister said with a proud grin. “That was a fun time. They definitely pretended they were the other a couple of times. Perverts.”

    “Yes well… we didn’t exactly turn them down, did we?” Cecilia said back, her own naughty little grin on her face.  “Now then, since we’re taking cheap shots… never have I had sex with a woman.”

    Down went the drinks of Vandrad, Mercury, Themesycia, Dudley, Everence, Bartrand, Simon and, perhaps most surprisingly, Ophelia. “Well isn’t that new?” the Duchess said with a teasing grin.

    “What? It was a phase. She was really, really butch,” Ophelia responded with a shrug, unperturbed by the looks. “No one’s giving our dear Mercury shit over the same fact.”

    “Well I have been trying to woo her into bed since yesterday so… with any luck, I may just add another feminine tally to her notches,” Themesycia chuckled, giving Mercury a side-eyed look.

    “But let us all take a moment to celebrate the fact that, for the first time ever, Vandrad is able to drink with us over one of our deviant questions! Cheers!” Dudley said, raising his glass up. Everyone sounded off with a similar statement, even as Bartrand gave the Prince a few punches on the shoulder.

    "Yes, yes -- get your shots in now,” he said, rolling his eyes.

    The questions continued, continuing on the same path of sex, at least for a little while. As the drinks continued to be consumed, Vandrad was learning a great deal about Mercury and the rest of his family. But what was actually more fascinating were the things that the Silver Wolf mage hadn’t done, which came as a surprise to all around. It seemed, while she had done a fair number of things, she wasn’t a constant sexual deviant; she hadn’t even had sex multiple times in a single month. Ophelia was the other one that didn’t have to drink as often as the rest of them, explaining that while she enjoyed sex, she didn’t feel the need to have it frequently. Considering the two sisters, it was a surprise to see the one that had the sharper personality to be the more modest. Apparently Cecilia had inherited her father’s genes and was a bit of a hussy, her words.

    They asked a lot of questions in terms of the act of sex, wanting to get as much detail out of Vandrad and Mercury’s romp in the desert. The Prince was honest through it all, drinking when he needed to and simply sitting there while the rest of the family laughed and celebrated with each new discovery. By the end they declared that, despite it only being a single occurrence, it certainly topped everyone else’s first time, granting him the title of winner in that regard. The game continued and moved away from simply sex and more to risque situations. The topic of skinny dipping came up and all but Mercury drank, earning the interest of all.

    “Really Vandrad? Even you’ve skinny dipped?” Ever asked, grinning even as she put a hand on Dudley’s arm to steady herself. It was evident that his aunt was already quite buzzed from all the drinking.

    He shrugged. "When you’re out in a camp and the only means of cleaning yourself is a pond, you make due. Soldiers bath together so that no one gets taken by surprise by the enemy.”

    “So you’ve-you’ve seen other women’s boobies then?” Cecilia asked through her giggles. “Did like-like them? The boobies? Mercury has a great pair from what I can tell.”

    “And yet our resident badass chick has never had the opportunity to go skinny dipping. I’m just saying, there is a pool on the other side of the house. We can change that right now.”

    “Maybe she just doesn’t like to swim,” Cecilia giggled out, apparently transfixed on Mercury’s chest now that she had mentioned her bosom. “Or maybe she doesn’t know how to swim!”







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    When the dessert came out, Mercury was more than ready for it. Bartrand had done an excellent job talking up his recipe, and she was eager to see where all his bragging landed him. Not that she doubted his abilities. Far from it. If there was one thing she’d come to learn in the two days she’d been here, it’s that if the du Wolff family members bragged about something there was usually a reason for it. And apparently, it was tradition to pair dessert with appropriate liquors, which Mercury certainly wasn’t going to complain about. She enjoyed a glass of smooth whiskey with her plate, openly humming over how delicious the meal was. “Okay, I’m starting to see how you get laid over this,” Mercury told Bartrand, half joking and half very serious.

    The drinks paired well with more than just the chocolate mousse, however. The drinking game went in full swing, with even Vandrad opting to play which Mercury was sure was far outside of his normal behavior. It was Simon that both posed the game and launched them into the naughtier version of it, starting the chaos with a question that Bartrand immediately dubbed as a cheap shot at all the women present. Vandrad took a moment to playfully jab at his two female cousins, surprised that they’d slept around. Ophelia immediately retorted that they weren’t as prudish as he was, even stating that she and her sister had dated identical twins not that long ago. Twins that had even taken the time to switch themselves out for one another so each of them could try to sneak their way into the other sister’s pants. “Brilliant,” Mercury said with a wide grin, clearly pleased by the brothers’ strategy even if the girls had caught onto it.

    Though apparently, that hadn’t stopped Ophelia and Cecilia from engaging with them anyway. Cecelia followed up with a cheap shot of her own, reversing the cards back to the men, as well as to Mercury, Themesycia, and Ophelia. Mercury was the only one not terribly surprised by that, if only because she didn’t know Ophelia as well as everyone else here did, but the younger woman got a few impressed looks from her family and even a vocal teasing from the duchess. Ophelia played it off as a phase, explaining that it hadn’t exactly been the most femanine of women anyway. Then she went on to point out that no one was giving Mercury any grief for sleeping with women before. The Silver Wolf mage shrugged. “Sometimes you like both,” was her only explanation, revealing that she was at the very least bisexual. Truthfully, she was more pansexual than anything else, but those two affiliations overlapped in many places.

    Themesycia commented about how she’d been trying to lure Mercury into her bed since the night before, and was still hoping to do so, longing to be another female notch on the Xocili’s rap sheet. The lavender haired woman shot her a flirty, knowing smirk. “Even if daddy let me out of his sight long enough, I’m pretty sure I’d have to fight for your time between six other Midian maidens,” she teased. Dudley, ever the enthusiastic one, took a moment to celebrate and draw attention to the fact that for the first time ever Vandrad had been able to take a drink with them over an illicit act. He called for a toast, which everyone joined in on, especially Mercury. She grinned wide, wiggling her brows at him over her glass as she took the drink, enjoying the site of him rolling his eyes as always.

    Ophelia seemed to be in the same boat as Mercury when it came to their levels of deviance, both women partaking in enough drinks to confirm some rather lewd things in their past but not to the extent that one might think of them, especially Mercury. In fact, the Silver Wolf mage nodded in agreement to the darker hair sister’s words that she just didn’t really feel the need to go out of her way for it all the time, as much as she enjoyed the activity. “Same,” Mercury told her with a shrug. “Sex is fun, but not really something I go searching for. In fact, I’m not sure I ever have. Usually I don’t even think about it until someone I’ve apparently been flirting with too much starts putting more serious moves on me.” She chuckled a bit at her own silliness, knowing full well how weird it probably sounded to them that a woman as flirty and sexually inclined as she seemed to be really didn’t expect her behaviors to wind up resulting in anything most of the time.

    A lot of the questions were geared specifically to trying to get as much dirt as possible on Vandrad’s liaison with Mercury, the family making no effort to hide that they were prying. With each question that she knew they would both have to drink for, she always gave the prince a side eyed, chesire grin to watch and make sure he was honest. And to his credit, he owned up to it every time, no matter what teasings and reactions he got out of it. By his own words to her the night before, he did take pride in what had happened between them, if a “sick” one, so even if he wasn’t as wild or overt with his expressions regarding the incident Mercury knew he wasn’t completely hating his life over the game.

    Once enough information had been gathered by them about the encounter, the rest of his family had collectively decided that it was easily the best story out of all their collective first times. “Now you know why I was so shocked when I found out,” she told them all, particularly Themesycia who had been the reason Mercury had learned of it in the first place. “I had no idea. He certainly hadn’t acted like it was his first time, and he was way too intelligent to tell me afterward because he knew I would never let go of it. There are just some things people should never tell me, eh?” She reached out with one of her feet and playfully toed at his leg.

    When the topic turned to skinny dipping everyone, even Vandrad, took a drink aside from Mercury. Everance expressed her surprise and even Mercury gave the man an impressed look. But as he casually explained, soldiers often had little choice about when and where they bathed, nor who with. It was often a survival thing, too, to make sure none of them went missing as a result of being out on their own. It was a sentiment Mercury could more than understand, even if she hadn’t found herself in that kind of situation before, and she showed her respect for it by not teasing him about it. Not that she thought he would be upset by any teasing, of course, but as someone who understood the necessities that came with being a cog in a great war machine it made sense to her.

    Cecilia didn’t waste a moment to comment on it though, the blind woman being exceptionally drunk by this point given how much more of a slut she apparently was than her sister. Mercury giggled a bit in amusement over the woman’s slurred questions about Vandrad seeing other women’s boobs and asking if he liked them. She even commented on Mercury’s, which drew a flirty grin from the lavender haired mage. “You could come over here and find out first hand,” Mercury told her with a wink. So far, her budding friendship with Vandrad’s female cousins had been more sisterly than anything else, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t share a few moments here and there.

    It was Bartrand who brought things back around to point out the fact that out of everyone present, it was surprisingly Mercury who hadn’t been skinny dipping before. The younger man took the opportunity to eagerly remind her that there was a pool within walking distance and that they could easily rectify that. She shot him a somewhat naughty smirk. “Careful, I might just take you up on that.” Then she chuckled to herself. “Swimming naked in a pool shaped like a dick. There’s so many jokes there I can’t even pick one.”

    Cecilia piped up again in Mercury’s defense, drunkenly giggling to herself as she said that perhaps Mercury didn’t like swimming. Still staring at the Silver Wolf wizard’s chest, she added that perhaps the woman didn’t even know how to swim at all. Mercury smiled a little, amused despite herself, but her gaze did drop for a moment. She wasn’t entirely used to openly admitting her vulnerabilities in front of one person, let alone a group of them, but… this was a safe place, with people that weren’t going to judge her or use the knowledge against her.

    “I… actually don’t know how to swim,” she told them, her voice still playful and clear but still with a slight element of embarrassment to it. “There weren’t any large bodies of water where I grew up, so I never had a reason to learn. In fact, I’ve only been in water too deep to stand in once and I almost died because I couldn’t figure out which way was up. Even if I had been able to orient myself, I doubt I would have made it anyway -- I’d drained all my strength trying not to get eaten by a massive sea snake.”

    Vandrad and Mercury’s death defying story against the ocean dwelling serpent was one of the few that hadn’t come up in conversation yet. Not that either of them had been avoiding it so much as neither had a reason to tell it so far. In fact the only mention of it had been during Mercury’s introduction to Themesycia at the ball the night before when she had jokingly commented that Vandrad was probably wishing he’d left Mercury to drown in the oceans outside Ca-Elum, which would lead the duchess to probably figure out pretty quickly that Vandrad had been there the one time Mercury had been exposed to deep waters and nearly drowned in them.

    Mercury didn’t openly indicate that Vandrad had been there, though. It was the one story of theirs where they really had almost truly died, and sometimes those kinds of stories were a little more tender in the telling. Granted, now that Dudley had heard about a fight with a sea serpent he was probably going to demand to hear the tale, given how much he loved stories of adventure and danger. Were that the case, she would only shoot Vandrad a brief glance to convey that she didn’t have an issue with him telling it as long as he didn’t.

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    Honestly, Ophelia was perhaps the most conservative member of the du Wolff family beyond Vandrad, who was easily the most prudish. While she admitted that she enjoyed sex, she wasn’t going around looking for it like the rest of her family, including her sister. It generally came as an added bonus to being in a relationship, as she had personally never slept with anyone outside of some kind of commitment. It felt good to have someone else in the same boat with her, as Mercury spoke up and explained her stance in terms of physicality. It did come as a bit of a surprise to the rest of the clan, as her antics, words and mannerisms all seemed to hint towards a more sexually active woman than she apparently was. But it also made perfect sense in an purely ironic way, Simon and Themesycia perhaps chuckling the most at the discovery.

    Of course, the conversation needed to focus on the wild liaison between Vandrad and Mercury, as most of them knew of their hook up but not the filthy, dirty details. Each one of them took a turn asking particulars and watched with hardly suppressed excitement as Vandrad either drank or didn’t. Mercury was there to fact check him, watching him with an impish grin as he swallowed down the booze and elicited cheers from the rest of his family. After he’d earned the title of ‘best first time’, Mercury elaborated a bit on it, admitting just how shocked she was when Themesycia had let it slip. By all standards, he had acted during it like a seasoned pro and had the wherewithal to keep the knowledge away from her, removing a prudent piece of ammo from her verbal clip. Yet now she knew and she teasingly poked his leg with her foot, still wearing her cheshire grin.

    “Well, he is Themmy’s son, after all. No doubt his genes carried a little of that perversion in them,” Ever teased, tossing a glance over to her adoptive sister.

    “Why Ever, how dare you accuse me of having such perverse inclinations,” the Duchess said in playful offense. “I would never chain up our dear Mercury in a desert -- I would drag her fine ass back to a home so that I can tie her to a bed,” she added, much to the delight of the rest of the du Wolffs.

    As the topic came upon skinny dipping, all but Mercury had taken a hearty swig. Cecilia was slightly fascinated with the idea that Vandrad had seen breasts before but set her attention on Mercury, complimenting her size. The Silver Wolf mage shot her a wink and offered her the opportunity to come and find out for herself. And in spite of claiming to only have slept with men, the blind girl was all too eager. “Yes ma’am!” she exclaimed in drunken excitement, lifting herself from her spot and sliding right over to Mercury. Instead of simply coping a feel and being satisfied with it, the girl ended up sitting herself down and practically nuzzling into the Silver Wolf mage’s chest, sighing contentedly with her new pillowed resting place. “Yup. I was right,” she mused happily, rubbing her head back and forth lovingly.

    “Anyone missing ‘drunk blind girl feels up badass chick’ on their campfire bingo?” Bartrand asked with a wicked grin.

    “Excuse you; we are cuddling. Whatever happens during cuddling is still considering cuddling, nothing else,” Cecilia shot back, though her effort was severely undermined by how comfortable she truly was.

    “And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how Cecilia lost her virginity the first time,” Ophelia revealed, rousing a big laugh from all around.

    But Bartrand brought the attention back to Mercury’s lack of skinny dipping experience or rather, the ability to rectify it easily. He pointed out the pool and even offered to help her experience it firsthand, in a completely genuine, non-sexual kind of way. The Silver Wolf mage shot him a smirk and warned him to be careful what he wished for, as she was more than prepared to swim in a phallus shaped pool with the bevy of jokes she had at the ready. “You keep saying careful like I should be worried but really all that does is excite me further,” he said, grinning wide.

    “Moreover, how is it that our dear Mercury has only just ventured to our manor but a day ago and has already noticed something about the pool that I never even noticed?” Everence asked, far more interested in the shape of the pool that had gone unnoticed.

    “Oh my Gods,” Ophelia said in wonder, as she had been imagining the pool’s shape once more in her mind. “She’s right though. Aunt Themmy, what the hell?”

    The Duchess smirked and shrugged. “I’ve been told for countless years just how butch and masculine I am. I can recall every single time someone has made a joke about the size of my balls and where I was hiding my own pair of masculine genitals. But rather than be insulted, I chose to embrace it. Designing the pool is my little way of saying ‘hey assholes, here’s my dick. Swim in it and revel,” she said, raising her glass in self praise.

    Cecilia rambled off reasons for Mercury not getting proper experience, all while still inspecting Mercury’s chest from a much more up-close view at this point. The family seemed more than willing to laugh it off no matter the case until Mercury spoke up, actively revealing what she considered a weakness. While she told them playfully, there was a small underlining of shame in her tone, as it was quite the personal and tender revelation. Up until that point, the only person who had heard most of her admittances of perceived weakness had been to Vandrad and Vandrad alone. This time she was opening up to the entire family about it. She told them briefly that there hadn’t been any water where she grew up so she had never the means or excuse to learn. The single time she had gone in water deep enough to swim in, she had nearly drowned in her attempt to figure out which way was up. But even if she had, she’d used a lot of her ability to simply stay alive against a massive sea snake.

    Vandrad looked over at her, fixing his gaze upon her as she explained. He’d worked up no fewer than three different conclusions to why Mercury had nearly perished in the ocean that day and the least likely had been an inability to swim. He had assumed, based on everything he had seen, that she was overly trained for most situations and that swimming would be something that had been tacked on. It seemed the truth had been a mix of his least likely and most likely situations; she hadn’t been properly taught how to maneuver in water and her magic had been drained wrestling with the sea snake.

    But she had laid a seed of interest in Dudley, his eyes almost literally lighting up. “A battle with a sea serpent?! Now that sounds like a story worth telling!” he exclaimed, moving to the edge of his seat in anticipation.

    Vandrad opened his mouth to protest, sensing that perhaps this was a story a bit too tender to tell. Up until that point, the pair had dealt with issues but none had come as close to a painful end like that. Her almost dying had been a point of concern, especially for the Prince of Bellum. He wasn’t entirely sure she’d want that tale to be dealt to all of them. But before he could decline, Mercury gave him a look, silently telling him that it was fine to tell. It wouldn’t bother her if he did. He pondered for a moment before he turned his gaze to the rest of the family. "There’s not much to tell. A sea snake attacked our ship and it was a bit tougher than we expected. Mercury provided a distraction and I managed to turn it into bloody chunks. In comparison, the job we were actually heading to Ca-Elum for was quite boring.”

    It was the briefest of summations he could make over the topic and for good reason. While she had indicated it was fine to tell it as detailed as he wanted, he didn’t truly wish to relive it. He acted brazen and bold for all of them -- even her -- but that had been the first moment he realized how deep their bond was. The fact that she had almost drowned had shaken him to his core, his attempts to resuscitate her calm on the surface but panicked underneath. He hadn’t realized just how much he wanted her around until she had almost perished.

    Themesycia seemed to sense this and decided to step in before Dudley could insist upon more details. “Some of those sea serpents can grow to some incredible size. Dudley and I wrestled with some true monsters during our time in the military, didn’t we, Dud?”

    Vandrad’s uncle turned to look at her and chuckled. “Oh my, did we! Pesky beasties certainly know how to put up a fight!”

    “Never have I fought a sea serpent,” Ophelia chimed in, grinning victoriously at finding a weak spot to get several of them with.

    They continued to play the game as the night carried on, going round and round with questions that sometimes resulted in stories and admissions of all kinds. Cecilia, at some point, had soundly fallen asleep upon Mercury, her body tightly wound around the Silver Wolf mage as she cuddled her. At some point, Ophelia and Simon decided to take her up to bed, helping Mercury to get freed of the drunk woman’s grip. Dudley and Ever followed shortly after with Bartrand, with the younger giving Mercury the green light to come and get him if she really wanted him to help pop her skinny dipping cherry. Soon it was only Themesycia, Vandrad and Mercury, watching the flames as they started to die down.

    “This has been nice,” the Duchess mused over the lip of her glass. “I wish you would consider staying just a bit longer, Van. We haven’t had a chance to spend time like this in a long while.”

    "True,” Vandrad admitted, nodding softly. "But unfortunately, we should be getting back to Fiore tomorrow. There are things I need to do and I’m sure she has her own priorities to take care of as well,” he said, indicating Mercury.







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    Post by Mercury Arseneault 20th April 2020, 7:16 pm

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    Ceclia rose to meet Mercury’s challenge, not wasting even a second at the offer to get a bit more familiar with the Silver Wolf mage’s rack as she somehow managed to make her way drunkenly over. She plopped down enthusiastically and shoved her face right in Mercury’s boobs, electing to get a feel for her chest through methods other than simply copping a feel. The lavender haired woman could only laugh merrily, clearly more than a little amused by the drunken antics, as Cecilia rubbed her cheeks against her chest and made herself comfortable, vocally exclaiming that her assessment of Mercury’s breasts had been correct.

    Mercury slipped an arm around Cecilia and pulled her up close with a grin, figuring if the woman was going to be there awhile they both might as well be comfortable. Bartrand made a joke about it to which Cecilia promptly informed him that they were cuddling, and while cuddling anything else that happened still constituted as such, presumably no matter how dirty. And that apparently was the perfect lead in for Ophelia to comment on how that situation was how Cecilia had lost her virginity, drawing laughter all around the campfire. “Oh, is that how that works? I should try cuddling more often, then.”

    Apparently, despite the fact that everyone else had been to this home far more times than she had, Mercury was the only one who had picked up on the rather distinctive shape of the pool. It was Everance who touched on the comment before Ophelia spoke up and playfully demanded an explanation from her aunt. Themesycia simply shrugged, explaining with no small amount of smug amusement that it had been a subtle way to flip off all the haters that had decided it wasn’t a woman’s place to be a solid unit of war like she was. Or perhaps, those who seemed to think that she should be more femanine despite her talents. “I’ll drink to that!” Mercury said in regard to the duchess’ final interpretation of the statement behind the pool, raising her glass in a salute before taking a swig from it.

    But eventually the topic had returned to skinny dipping and the potential reasons why Mercury had never done it, and the slayer made the surprisingly conscious choice to divulge to them the real reason behind it. She felt Vandrad’s gaze move to her a bit pointedly, which was weird. Really the only reason she hadn’t given the prince a look herself during the admittance was because she had honestly figured he knew. After all, he’d been the one that had saved her from dying. It hadn’t really occurred to her that there were other possible excuses he could have thought up to explain why she’d drowned. Even if he wanted to ask about it here, which would have surprised her, he wouldn’t get the chance anyway as Dudley latched onto the topic vigorously, demanding to hear the tale.

    She could see that Vandrad was going to protest, but when he caught her look he reconsidered. Mercury wasn’t necessarily encouraging him to tell it, of course, just leaving the ball in his court and making it clear she was fine with whatever he decided. In the end, he elected to give very minute details that simply stated how they’d been attacked on their way to a job in Ca-Elum and had proved to be difficult. He undersold the truth about how close they had both come to dying pretty heavily, telling Mercury that while he wasn’t concerned about acknowledging that event had happened, he wasn’t exactly keen on reliving the details. Hell, he even fully left out that he’d been the reason she hadn’t died that day -- although that wasn’t terribly surprising. While he was full of bravado on most such stories of his fights, somehow it made sense to her that he would downplay being a hero, of sorts.

    Where Dudley might have pried for more details, Themesycia distracted the man with such ease that Mercury wondered if it had been an intention conversation change. It was smooth, so not even she could know for sure. Either way, neither of them had to say much more than what had already been presented as Dudley confirmed his own past with the creatures and Ophelia took the opportunity to give everyone an impish grin and pose a drinking question that screwed over Vandrad, Themesycia, Dudley, and Mercury alike. “Booo!” Mercury teased with a grin, taking her drink dutifully.

    By the time the game ended, Cecilia had fully passed out on Mercury. It was a bit strange for the Silver Wolf mage to just be sitting around holding someone like this, though not necessarily unpleasant. At first it had been easy, then after a bit she wasn’t sure what to do when the woman stayed, and after a while she wound up finding some place of acceptance for it. Every once in a while her emerald gaze had flicked down to the top of her head as if still a bit surprised by her being there, but the way it was usually followed by the tiniest of smiles indicated that she was pleased with it. It was the most extensive physical touching that she’d ever engaged it that wasn’t related to sex in some form. Given that Mercury had even less exposure to platonic affection than she did sexual, it was more than a little strange… but it gave her a weird sense of peace that she wasn’t used to, a sense of feeling like she was wanted just as herself and not just out of a physical attraction.

    And granted she’d been getting a fair bit of that from Vandrad, too, on this trip, but it wasn’t quite the same. Their relationship wasn’t romantic or even sexual outside of the one encounter, but it also wasn’t entirely platonic. She really wasn’t sure what was going on. But cuddling like this with someone who had no real interest in her sexually and was just content to hold her close and share her warmth and comfort… well, it was unexpectedly pleasant. But eventually Simon and Ophelia decided that it was probably time to get the other woman to bed, and they came over to help pry the passed out Cecilia from where she was plastered to Mercury, who grinned and did her best to help them get her up without jostling her too hard. Not long after that, Dudley and Everance left with Bartrand, the latter of which took one last opportunity to remind her that he was available at any point of the night if she got the whim to skinny dip.

    Then, it was just Vandrad, Themesycia, and Mercury, enjoying what was left of the flames. The duchess commented on how nice the evening had been, earning a small nod from Mercury. “It has…” she said, perhaps somewhat softer than she’d meant to, her emerald eyes lingering on the dwindling fire with a peaceful smile. There wasn’t much on her mind at the moment, for once. She was content to simply enjoy the warmth against the cool night, learning that there was something almost supernaturally calming about sitting around a campfire in the dead of night with a glass of alcohol and the company of others.

    Of course, that didn’t stop her from picking up on Themesycia’s wish that Vandrad and Mercury could stay a little longer, not eager for either of them to leave the next day. It was exactly the set up that she’d been waiting for per their earlier agreed scheme, though the Silver Wolf mage was honestly surprised it hadn’t come up sooner. Her gaze flicked over to them casually as Vandrad agreed with his mother that it had been a while since they’d been able to spend any quality time with his family. However, he did protest -- if softly -- stating that he had matters to take care of back in Fiore and presumably so did Mercury.

    She swirled what was left of her current drink, eying the glass before speaking up. “I mean… not really. I actually wasn’t joking when I said that I was concerned that you had come back here so abruptly without leaving word. I had honestly thought that something urgent had come up, and I wanted to make sure it wasn’t something you could use any help with. Using it as a means to confirm and tease that I did know your real identity was an added bonus, of course, but not the only reason.” Mercury flashed him a grin. “But I told Silver Wolf not to expect me back for at least a week. Frankly, as far as I’m concerned I’m on vacation until the end of that timespan. So I mean, you can go back if you need to… but I’ll probably stay for a bit longer.”

    Her smile settled into a knowing smirk on him before she innocently told him, “Don’t worry. I’m sure your family will take great care of me.”

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    If there was one thing that was obvious, it was that Cecilia was a very comfortable person when it came to physical touch. Even if she hadn’t been quite hammered, the offer from Mercury may have still inspired her to get up and throw her into a sudden snuggle. It just so happened that the alcohol helped loosen her inhibitions, enough so that she was making far more lewd comments than perhaps her nice demeanor seemed possible. But even with her claiming a certain desire to see just how cuppable Mercury’s chest was, she instead opted to lay her head down on the woman’s chest and get as completely comfortable as possible. It didn’t take her very long and as Mercury’s arm snaked down to pull her close, she nuzzled against her a bit more and sighed contentedly, perfectly fine with her sitting situation.

    So much so that it didn’t take her long to doze right off. Questions went back and forth from the rest of the family but as her empty glass gently slipped from her hand and rolled onto the grass, it was clear that she was tapped out. No one opted to wake her, as the Silver Wolf mage seemed rather content with the blind woman resting against her. Even Vandrad couldn’t help the small smile on his face at the sight of Mercury genuinely pleased to have someone holding her and she, in turn, to be holding them. There was a small spark of something that flashed in his chest; a feeling that he couldn’t quite define but was familiar at this point. Perhaps it was humor -- he couldn’t be sure. But even if it wasn’t him that she was holding for one reason or another, it just seemed that the fact that she looked happy seemed to make him feel good. It wasn’t the cocksure, smartass pleasantness that she showed all the time; it was something softer than that. And in a way, it was kind of adorable.


    It was with great remorse that Simon and Ophelia came over to remove Cecilia from Mercury, honestly just as amused at the sight as the rest of them. They were gentle enough as they pried her off the Silver Wolf mage but she awakened all the same, though only barely. It was enough for her to gently wrap her arms around Mercury’s neck and pull her into a gentle, warm hug. “Thank you,” she whispered softly, giving the other woman a squeeze before she let her go, allowing herself to be hoisted up and carried off by her father. Ophelia stopped long enough to look down at Mercury and smile, another warm look coming from someone who seemed far more comfortable looking like a pain in the ass than anything sweet. But even she couldn’t help being a bit moved by the sight of her sister and Mercury nuzzled up close to one another.

    It wasn’t long after that that Dudley, Everence and Bartrand opted to turn in for the night as well, with the latter putting the offer out to Mercury in case she wanted a little late night get together. Then all that was left was Mercury, Vandrad and Themesycia, sitting by the fire and simply enjoying the feel of the cool night and the dimming flames. As Mercury agreed with the sentiment that it had been a lovely evening, the Duchess looked over and smiled at her, not missing the softness in her voice. Then she idly slid into the ruse that the Silver Wolf mage had propositioned earlier, casually mentioning how nice it would be if the two could stay. Vandrad agreed with the sentiment, seemingly almost genuinely interested in the idea, but voiced that there were most likely plans and responsibilities they had to take care of.

    Imagine his surprise when Mercury stated that she really didn’t have anything planned. She explained that when she had said that she had come in concern for his well being, it had been a true statement. She had thought ahead in case his situation required more time and had taken a whole week off, citing the timeframe as her vacation in her mind. And now that she was here, she was content to stay… even if Vandrad returned home. She even smirked over at him as she insisted that she was entirely certain that his family would take great care of her. The Duchess chuckled, raising her glass up. “Well, in that case, you can feel free to return to Fiore, my dear. I can think of plenty of ways the rest of us can keep Mercury… entertained.”

    Vandrad was staring at Mercury for a long moment, his face etched in surprise. His eyes flickered over to his mother for a moment, taking in her equally as smug face. Then, perhaps most surprisingly, the Prince’s own shocked frown curled into a smirk as he started to chuckle. "Is that truly the best you two can do?” he asked, glancing between the two women. "My word, it must be late if you are getting that sloppy. Even someone as rigid as I am could see through that.”

    “Oh?” Themesycia questioned him, raising a single brow. She was honestly surprised -- it had been a rather casual thing to bring up after all. She’d even waited until the energy was low so there weren’t likely to be any sudden announcements. But once more, her son had proven her strategy flawed. And honestly, all she was was amusingly impressed.

    "Save it, mother,” he said back to her, still smirking. "Well then, if the woman is truly on vacation, then I suppose there’s nothing keeping us from staying a few days longer,” he said as he brought his glass up and polished off the rest of his drink. "After all, I can’t have any of you trying to worm your way into her pants. Not that they are that hard to get into after all,” he teased, flashing a look at Mercury and his own little naughty smirk reserved for her.

    “Well, that came about easier than I expected,” Themesycia said with a chuckle. “In that case, I feel no need to soak up more time with you than I need -- if I’m truly going to get more of it. After all, I do have six handmaidens waiting for me in bed,” she grinned as she stood up, polishing off the rest of her drink. She sauntered over to Mercury and bent down to give her a gentle but lingering kiss on the cheek, if only to tease Vandrad. “If you manage to sneak out tonight, my bedroom is the one at the end of the hall. Feel free to join the party,” she said, loud enough for Vandrad to hear.

    "Always the comedian,” Vandrad remarked, shaking his head.

    “One of us has to be,” she teased him back as she walked over to him. She plucked his empty glass from his hand and then bent down to kiss him on the cheek as well. “Thank you, Vandrad,” she said, her tone more genuine. It was obvious she was truly touched that he was willing to stay for longer, so that he could spend time with his family. While Themesycia didn’t often show open sincerity for many actions, far more comfortable to tease much like Mercury, she couldn’t help but feel happy. Even in seeing through the women’s deception, he still agreed to continue their vacation and it was obvious that it wasn’t fully just for Mercury’s sake. It capped off what had been an enchanting evening.

    He gave her a gentle nod as she lifted herself back to a full upright position and headed back towards the manor. He watched her go, a surprisingly soft look on his face as she left. Then like that it was gone as he looked over to Mercury. "So I know Bartrand has been quite insistent upon him taking part in skinny dipping but… before you can safely go anywhere near water with him, it sounds like you need some lessons. It so happens that I’m quite the teacher. How do you feel about a little late night swim?” He gave her a mischievous grin, even allowing a single brow to flutter wickedly.







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    Post by Mercury Arseneault 20th April 2020, 11:09 pm

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    He did look pretty surprised when she spoke up and stated that she actually didn’t have any plans for the remainder of the week, her thoughts before leaving Fiore having been that she may be needed longer than just a day or two. She finished up her comment with a rather transparent tease to state how well she was certain his family would take care of her in his absence if he elected to return home. Really, Mercury wasn’t making any effort to hide the implication that leaving her alone in Bellum would likely result in her sleeping with one or more of his family members. Themesycia chuckled, raising her glass in a mock toast before making it clear that Vandrad was more than welcome to go back by himself, insisting that she would, indeed, take very good care of his companion.

    There was a moment of pause as he shot a confused look between the two before his own lips curled into a smirk. Vandrad taunted them about whether that was really the best they could offer by way of ploy, going so far as to deem it sloppy. While his mother seemed surprised, Mercury didn’t. In fact, her smirk only grew into a wide, toothy grin. Themesycia may have considered the strategy flawed given Vandrad’s ease in seeing through it, but really Mercury hadn’t intended for it to not be see through. Besides, there were few things she liked more about Vandrad than the fact that he was pretty quick on the uptake with all of her immature schemes and pranks, constantly giving her grief over them even as he enjoyed their fruits.

    The duchess attempted to question his comments and all he did was brush it aside and relent, stating that if Mercury was truly on vacation there was no reason for them to go back so quickly. The responsibilities he had in Fiore weren’t so important that they couldn’t wait a few more days. Finishing the rest of his drink, he added that clearly he couldn’t leave Mercury here alone anyway with practically his whole family trying to get between her legs at this point, which he even admitted wasn’t that difficult of a feat. Still grinning, she told him, “Oh I’m sure you’re mother is more than aware of how easy I am at this point.”

    Clearly Themesycia would know this because of the game they’d all just finished playing.

    Still, the older woman relented, stating that if she didn’t need to put any more effort into it that was fine, she was happy just to have the few extra days. Which also meant that she apparently didn’t feel the need to linger at the campfire with them any longer, particularly with a small gaggle of Midian women waiting for her back inside the castle. Mercury chuckled, quite pleased by the masterful stroke that the duchess had played in further humiliating Sabine even before the woman had been fully dismissed from the premises. Before she left, the duchess wandered over and gave Mercury a teasingly long kiss on the cheek, eliciting a small giggle of interest from her even as the woman made it clear that there was room for one more in her bed if she managed to sneak away from her son in the middle of the night.

    Then mother and son bantered a little before she went over to bid him goodnight as well, taking his empty glass and giving him a kiss on his own cheek. When she thanked him with a bit more gentle sincerity for staying, Mercury turned her gaze away with a small smile, pleased by how happy the duchess clearly was but also feeling a bit like it was a private moment of gratitude that she didn’t really need to be a voyeur to. So instead, she elected to give them their moment in relative privacy as she leaned back in her seat and looked up at the stars, finishing off her own drink. She only turned back once the duchess straightened out and turned to leave. “Goodnight!” Mercury would call gently.

    It was just the two of them at that point, and Mercury figured that he would be eager to call it a night given that he wasn’t nearly as much of a night owl as she was. Mixed with how late they’d stayed up the previous night, how long and exhausting both days had been on an emotional and physical level, she assumed he would probably advise that they should bank what was left of the fire and turn in as well. There was quite a look of surprise on her face, then, when he brought his younger male cousin up, and Bartrand’s numerous attempts at getting Mercury to go skinny dipping with him. Rather than express any teasing over the possibility, however, he simply stating that doing so would mean that she would need to learn how to swim and he was just the right teacher for the job.

    He must have caught the confused and impressed look on her face, cause the grin he gave her was quite wicked as though he knew she probably hadn’t been expecting that particular twist. Hell, Vandrad even wiggled one of his eyebrows at her just enough to notice. “Really?” she asked, amused despite herself. “Here I figured an old man like you would be ready to go to bed already. It’s like ten hours past your bedtime, isn’t it?” Mercury honestly had no idea what time it was, but even to her it felt late. She was far too lazy to check any of her internal clocks, however, content to not feel like she was on a schedule of any kind.

    A smirk spread across her own face then as she gave him a knowing look. “Oh, I see what’s in that head of yours. He wants to break that particular cherry of mine so you’re gonna teach me to swim… but considering we don’t exactly have any swimsuits on us at the moment, you’re also going to swoop in and steal that skinny dippy first of mine, aren’t you? Clever boy.” Whether that was true or not she didn’t really know, Mercury just enjoyed giving him shit at this point -- honestly about as much as he enjoyed taking it from her and giving it back.

    She gave the proposition a little thought, though not a lot. For once she was actually feeling a little more tired than she normally did at this hour and probably could have been talked into turning in early, but his offer did interest her. It would be nice to learn how to swim, and not just for the purpose of ensuring that she hopefully wouldn’t drown again. But also because the thought of being able to do so seemed fun. She had watched a lot of his family playing in the pool that morning, looking refreshed and playful. It would have been nice to join them, and maybe with a little instruction she could do just that. Mercury was a fairly quick learner with most things.

    “Yeah, sure. Let’s give it a shot,” she told him, not looking the least bit nervous or apprehensive about the idea of facing an activity that had nearly killed her the last time she’d been forced to try it. The idea was certainly much less daunting in a pool where she could see the bottom, and if he was there she knew she wouldn’t drown again. She stood and walked with him around the palace grounds to the other side of the house where the pool was waiting, no longer covered by the stage that Ophelia had built for morning spars. It looked a little different at night with a few lights on beneath the water that illuminated it enough so the area wasn’t in complete darkness. Picking a pair of chairs, she stripped along with him, pulling off the dress and the rest of the garments along with it, folding them all up neatly before setting them down, with the only item that remained on her being the ring. She also left her hair up, figuring it would be easier to deal with if the unusually long strands weren’t holding her head back once they would inevitably get wet.

    Once they were ready she followed him into the shallow end of the pool, stepping in rather easily. She was actually unprepared for how warm it was, though it quickly dawned on her that with all the money and magic the du Wolffs had it made sense that they’d ensured they had a heated pool so they could swim at any point during the day or night without worrying about the temperature. Mercury waded in until the water was just above her waist. “Alright, professor... so how do we do this?”

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    Post by Vandrad Ragnos 21st April 2020, 3:08 pm

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    It seemed that Mercury had conned both Vandrad and Themesycia all at the same time. While the Duchess looked surprised that the Prince had seen through their ruse with very little effort, the Silver Wolf mage just grinned back at him, unashamed at the prank and willing to show, upfront, just how intentionally see-through her words were. True, she probably meant them and if Vandrad had, for any reason, opted to head back to Fiore then Mercury was certainly in for a physical vacation. It was one of those statements that you lost on both fronts and she still, somehow, managed to win. It was one of her better talents, being able to create such situations. Now Themesycia was seeing that it was like to pull in anyone unprepared.

    Truthfully, Vandrad had expected something like this. Though he believed that his mother and Mercury’s talk had been one of a genuine nature, that didn’t mean that the opportunity to plot further pranks or teases hadn’t arisen. He’d been mentally preparing himself for anything they could throw at him, on the off chance that he suddenly found himself against both of their wiles. There was no guarantee he would be able to surpass anything they used against him but he was confident he could, at least, stave off some of the shock. So when they had weirdly and weakly put forth the plot, he had been shocked at how… minimalist it was. He half-expected the rest of the family to be there to back them up. But no matter the case, it clearly wasn’t going to take much to convince him that they could stay longer. Mercury confirming that she was on vacation was enough to satisfy his own reasons for returning. While he had work he could certainly be doing in Fiore, at Fairy Tail, he wasn’t in any position of responsibility or power. His absence would only mean more job possibilities for the other wizards.

    At his remark at how easy Mercury was, she commented over the fact that there was no doubt his mother was aware of that fact by now. He chuckled, unaware of the deeper meaning and simply believing that given the game they had finished up only a bit ago, the Duchess had a firm idea of just how willing Mercury could be. Themesycia gave her a slight side eye, one that twinkled with mirth at the dangerous line and how it pushed the boundary in an utterly delightful way. Were she confident she could do so, she would find some way to punish the younger woman for playing so carefree in a manner that they both would absolutely enjoy. But she had her own ladies to attend to and now that she had her son and Mercury for at least a couple more days, she didn’t need to soak up any more of their attention than she already had.

    Vandrad and Themesycia didn’t share private moments; mostly because Vandrad himself wasn’t one for private moments. The ones that he had shared with Mercury were rare occurrences for anyone to encounter with him and, somehow, she had managed to secure several, more impressively in the short time frame that they had been there. Still, it was clear that his agreement had struck a chord within her and she opted to thank him quietly, a genuine look of gratitude on her face and in her words. Uncomfortable with the intimacy, he simply nodded, fighting the warmness in his chest as he glanced away. It didn’t surprise her -- he truly didn’t know how to handle such moments of honest truth, or so it seemed. She was just pleased he had gone against his regular nature and agreed to spend time with his family.

    As she departed to what would surely be a rousing evening before sleeping, Vandrad turned his attention to Mercury. Going against his nature further, he offered her the chance to get some swimming lessons in, so that she was better prepared for when Bartrand tried to woo her into skinny dipping with him. He declared himself the best teacher for it, giving her an inviting grin that was rare for him. She countered by questioning him, having supposed that he would rather turn in than stay up any later, playing off how far it was past his bedtime. "Unlike you, I’m capable of adapting to changes in my sleeping schedule without grumbling, bitching and a need for caffeine,” he shot back with a smirk.

    But she continued, having discovered an added benefit to him teaching her then. To do so, they would be forced to get into the water without bathing suits, thus granting Vandrad the honor of breaking her into skinny dipping for the first time. It was a pointed tease that he rebuffed with a snort. "Please. I’m simply trying to make sure my job partner doesn’t accidentally drown while we’re on a future job. I’m doing this for me -- not for any desire beyond that.” It was almost convincing, were it not for the subtle smirk he flashed near the end of it. Was he simply doing that to mess with her? Or was he truly amused over the idea of stealing his cousin’s opportunity right from underneath him? It didn’t seem like he was going to tell her either way.

    After some thought, she agreed, willing to at least give it a shot. He was unsurprised that she was willing to try it out -- it wasn’t like a slight case of almost drowning was going to scare her off from going back in the water. Acting under the idea that sooner was better than later, they both got up and headed back around the house, walking over the dim grounds with only a few path lanterns to guide them. Luckily the pool was fully lit up and warmed, just in case anyone was feeling a late night swim before bed. They walked over to the side with the chaise chairs, each one picking one to put their clothes. He took everything, depositing them carefully on the chair. He took a moment to consider the glasses before he tossed them lightly on the rest of his clothing.

    Once she was ready, he led her through the shallow end first, deciding not to be cruel and pull a ‘sink or swim’ method of teaching. As usual, the water was nearly as warm as bath water, heated thanks to the magical crystals that lined the ground under the tiles. They walked until it was just rising up to their stomachs before she turned to him, looking for guidance. He smirked. "Well, we could do this like you’re a child; have you lie on the edge and paddle your feet,” he teased her before he held his hand out for hers. "Generally people suggest you first try floating on your back, so that you get a feel of how buoyant you are compared to the water. Unfortunately, that doesn’t always work for everyone and really doesn’t help you learn to swim. The most important parts are your arms and your legs,” he said, gently guiding her so that the water continued to rise up their bodies. "Kicking with your legs has to be synchronized, one leg after the other. Your arms can stay under the water as well; you’ll just want to rotate them a bit like a propeller so you’re pushing against the water.” He showed her what he meant, by rotating his arm in a small circle.

    Once they were in a place where the water was up to their shoulders, he stopped. "First thing you can try is simply lifting your legs up and floating in the water. Try and use your arms to keep yourself afloat. You can always put your legs back down to stand up plus I’m right here in case you forget which way is up.”







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    Post by Mercury Arseneault 21st April 2020, 10:21 pm

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    “Oh, someone’s in a good mood tonight,” she said by way of a pleased response to his clap back at her inability to function in the mornings. Mercury knew she was a bear in the mornings and wasn’t afraid to embrace that, especially if he was going to give her shit about it.

    She teased him about potential ulterior motives for the offer, to which he replied he was only doing it so that he wouldn’t have to worry about her potentially drowning again on any future jobs. And not for her sake, only for his own peace of mind that he wouldn’t have to waste energy saving her again. The way he carried himself made it sound like he really meant it, but there was a small smirk toward the end of the comments that alluded he was teasing in some form. She grinned. “I mean, if I drown I’m sure Bartrand will have no problem giving me mouth to mouth.”

    Before long, they were stripped down and in the pool, Mercury getting her first taste of skinny dipping. The experience really wasn’t all that much to make a scene over, since the two of them had seen each other naked a couple times now. As such, they weren’t approaching the experience like a couple of rebellious teenagers getting all excited over the idea of nudity. They just stripped down and wandered into the surprisingly warm water.

    Stopping only momentarily once they were a decent way in, she looked to him playfully for guidance. Vandrad smirked and told her that usually when teaching children the best method was to have them hold onto the side of the pool and paddle their feet behind them to get used to the motion. She grinned back at him, sure that he was quite pleased with himself for insinuating that she may potentially have to be taught like a child. But, then he offered her his hand, explaining that oftentimes a lot of people started by floating on their backs to get a feel for how bouyant their bodies were in water. Apparently, that method didn’t work for everyone though, and didn’t exactly do much to teach the proper way to actually swim.

    She took his hand and let him lead her out toward the deeper waters, smirking at his humor but listening with rapt attention to what he was telling her. It was all about the limbs, he informed her. Much like walking, legs were most effectively utilized to travel through water by working in opposite tandem of one another. The arms didn’t necessarily have to be above or below the water, but they needed to move in a somewhat circular motion like a propeller. As far as physics went, it made sense. Whether or not she accomplished it with any sense of dignity or ease would be another matter entirely.

    He drew her further into the pool until the water was up to their shoulders, he stopped them. Despite how calm the pool was in comparison to the raging ocean, Mercury could still feel the tug as the liquid ebbed and flowed from their passage through it, pulling her back and forth on her feet. Her balance wasn’t helped by the fact that, this far in, she felt the instinctive need to stand on her toes to keep her head above the surface, which gave her less stability. Vandrad suggested that she first try pulling her legs up and trying to float in an upright position, using her arms to stay up. That way, if she started to sink she could just straighten out and steady herself on her feet again, or barring that he would be there to help her reorient herself.

    “Alright then, let’s see how much of a fool I make of myself with this.” Smirking with a bit of self depreciative humor, she tried lifting her legs up, curling her knees a bit toward her chest. She tried to move her arms in such a way as to mimic how he’d shown her before, but she hadn’t been moving them fast or hard enough to actually do any good. She started trying to pump her arms much harder after that, but it was already too late. As a result, she sunk almost immediately. There was a small, somewhat amused yelp from her as her face started to submerge beneath the surface before she finally managed to find the floor with her feet again and stand upright.

    Mercury chuckled at herself. “That didn’t take long…” Well, at least now she knew she needed to push her arms a lot more forcefully than she’d tried the first time. A part of her was tempted to use her magic to make actual propellers on her hands and feet that would let her do this with ease, but not only would Vandrad never let her live that half assed approach down but Mercury would never be satisfied with it herself. Making sure she was steadied, she tried again. This time, rather than pulling her legs up so far she sank down a little further in the water and tried to use her arms to sort of… lift herself up, waving them back and forth under the water until she was doing so with enough speed that her feet could lift a couple inches away from the bottom.

    It wasn’t a perfect strategy. She teetered a lot in the water as she attempted to get her balance right, her face coming precariously close to submerging again a couple times. It took her a few tries to fight the right speed and angle to pump her arms so that they could keep her at least above the surface, if a bit unsteadily. She did this until she was at least consistent with it and able to mostly tread water, even if she felt ridiculous and foolish with the wide, circular gestures she was making with her arms.

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    Post by Vandrad Ragnos 21st April 2020, 11:21 pm

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    Vandrad treated her to a careful lesson, just like he had during their time in the kitchen and in the meat locker. As much as he was willing to tease her, he was still going to provide her a full explanation and a true-to-heart session. That did mean he would have to be a little hands on but honestly, at this point, that seemed to be the farthest concern for either of them. He took her hand and walked her towards the deeper portion of the pool, though he had no intention of pulling her fully into the deep end. But to truly get any kind of exposure to truly swimming, beyond that of a child’s lesson, they needed to be in a part of water where she could, at the very least, lift her legs and swim around. So he guided her to the middle of the pool, where her shoulders were just above the water line.

    He could see that being this deep in the water was already moving her a bit more than she expected, her feet slightly rising and causing her to be just a bit unstable. Instinctively he unwrapped his fingers and intertwined them with hers so that their palms were together, giving her something sturdy to hang onto. He continued to tutor, suggesting that she try lifting her legs up and moving her arms so that she got an idea of how quickly and firmly she had to move the limbs to keep herself afloat. She flashed a quick smirk before she followed through on her task, curling her knees up towards her chest. Her arms were moving but not quite fast or hard enough to give her any sort of projection against the water’s pull. She realized that just a bit too late before she yelped, disappearing below the surface of the water for a quick moment before she extended her legs to stand up right.

    He smirked at her, clearly amused. "Didn’t even give me time to go and get Bartrand to give you mouth to mouth. Better than last time,” he teased her as she chuckled at herself. She took a moment to get her full balance back before she decided to start again, this time only lifting her legs a little and letting her body sink down into the water. Her arms batted through the water furiously in a wild attempt to keep herself up and, for the most part, she succeeded. He watched as she rocked back and forth, trying to find her center while also keeping her head above the liquid while also moving her arms. It was a lot of work, especially for someone that had never done it before. Once she found a rhythm, she seemed to manage to keep herself fairly well afloat, though her arms were circling out wide like some kind of flying dinosaur.

    "Well, you’re above the water so that’s a decent start,” he joked. "Now that you have that part down, you’ll find moving your legs a bit easier. You’ll also find that doing so actually gives you more push within the water, allowing you to move smoother as well as stay afloat. How about you try swimming towards the shallow end so you get a feel of how to kick? You aren’t really kicking per se; think of your legs like paddles. One after the other through the water.” He let himself sink a little and opted instead to show her how to do it, putting a little demonstration on how kicking his legs worked. He soared through the water smoothly to the shallow end, turning around to face her and beckoning her to come to him.

    He watched as she swam, analyzing her movements with a bit more study this time. After she made it, he would offer some points and remarks on where she could improve and then have her walk back and swim to him again. They repeated this a few times until she started to show improvement and understanding, with less notes coming her way. After she had completed a few reps of that, he explained a little on how moving arms for strokes worked. As he relayed to her, finding a rhythm for moving one’s limbs against the water took some practice and once she was comfortable with that, different styles could come into play.

    "But I don’t want to overwhelm you with too many details,” he finished as he turned and dove into the water, smoothly gliding beneath the surface. He came up for air when he had reached the steps, giving his head a quick shake as he turned once more and sat himself on the stairs. "How about you practice what we just went over? See if you can’t manage to swim yourself from the middle of the pool to me a few times without teetering too much.”







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    Post by Mercury Arseneault 22nd April 2020, 8:05 pm

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    Mercury wasn’t even consciously aware of him slipping his fingers between hers, too focused on the way the water gently pulled her this way and that to do anything other than be thankful for the extra measure of stability. Not that it had helped much once she actually tried to follow through on the first of his lessons, biting off a bit more than she was ready to chew and nearly falling completely under the water right away. He teased her about how quickly she’d at least been able to get upright again, stating out it was better than last time given that he hadn’t needed to go get his cousin to give her CPR.

    “I mean, if you’re that eager for Bartrand to make out with me, I can drown a little longer,” she teased back, flashing him a grin. Then, she set herself to trying again, this time with better results. While Mercury felt downright silly with the awkward, unfamiliar movement she was having to make with her arms to keep herself afloat, she managed to at least do so effectively. Vandrad made another small quip at her expense, but she continued to prove to be someone who could take the same amount of shit she dished out, at least with him, and simply smirked at him before he continued on with the lesson.

    He told her that with her arms able to keep her afloat, it would make it easier for her to kick her legs under the water, which would give her more power behind being able to push through it and stay treading. The next task he wanted her to try was swimming toward the shallow end of the pool, instructing her to think of her legs like paddles to propel her through the liquid. She watched as he gave her a demonstration, sinking down into the water a bit and angling himself horizontal enough that she could see his legs clearly as he swam over toward the other end. Straightening up, he gestured for her to go ahead and give it a try to swim toward him.

    On an intellectual level, Mercury completely understood it. It was just physics, a field she was more than adept in. The science behind it added up, and she understood that the idea was about finding the right angle so that when she kicked her legs it would create enough momentum to move her in the direction she wanted to go. Meanwhile, her arms were meant to keep her up above the water and balanced. But like many other sciences, understanding how it was supposed to work didn’t always smoothly translate into the actual practice. Her first attempt was slow and a bit clumsy, as she actually found it a bit awkward and difficult to lay horizontally enough in the water to move herself.

    But, she did manage to get there. Vandrad had watched her carefully the whole time, both making sure that she wasn’t struggling to stay afloat and to examine how she was moving her limbs so that he could give her a few critiques to improve herself. Once he passed along a bit of education in that regard, he suggested that she walk back to where she’d started and swim back to him again. This process repeated itself a couple of times, each round with her showing more improvement and ease in the process before she was at least moving steadily, if slowly.

    From there, he switched things up again, showing her how she could be more active with her arms to move more swiftly. Vandrad helped her practice that for a bit until she was at least somewhat comfortable with it, and before she knew it she was swimming with relative ease. Not necessarily with any grace, but still accomplishing the task and proving herself to be a rather quick learner once again. When they finally relaxed toward the end, he told her that there were other types of patterns that she could swim with too, but by his own words he did not want to overload her with too much information. Instead, he dove down into the water and swam beneath the water until he could come up at the stairs, sitting himself down and inviting her to try swimming back and forth between him and the middle of the pool a few times.

    “Show off,” she said with a smirk as he came up from under the water, having shot through it with next to no effort on his part. Then, Mercury did as he suggested and carefully moved herself back and forth through the pool, gaining a bit more confidence with each pass. By the end of it, she still had a bit to go as far as refining her technique, but otherwise she was swimming.

    Feeling the effort in her muscles, once her last lap was done she moved to sit on the step next to him, eager to relax for a few minutes. “Boy, that’s a workout,” she said, taking a minute to stretch her arms out a bit, pulling one over her chest and then the other before doing the same behind her head. Her breath was steady to indicate that she wasn’t laboring to breathe by any means, but she was definitely starting to feel the tension in her muscles as they exercised in a way they weren’t used to. “I guess I don’t really have an excuse not to use the pool at Silver Wolf anymore, now.”

    She shot him a little grin, and while there was certainly a fair amount of humor in her eyes from the comment a lot of her positivity in the expression seemed to be more pride than anything else, happy to have learned a useful skill that had evaded her for her entire life up until this point. Once she’d stretched enough to feel like she’d eased some of the weirdness out of her limbs, Mercury leaned back so she could rest her elbows on the step behind her and take it easy.

    “You know, don’t take this the wrong way,” the slayer told him, giving him a look that was equal parts quizzicle and impressed. “You’re not exactly the first person I would peg for being a teacher. What with you not being the most social person in existence, and all. But you really do enjoy it, don’t you?” He’d already said as much to her earlier that day while they were prepping the food for dinner, commenting on how much he’d missed being able to train other people in the army. Teaching her how to cook Vulcan meat had been an enjoyable experience for him, and now here he was having just gone through the effort of helping her acquire a whole other skill, by his own offer.

    She sighed and tilted her head up, eyes taking in the stars. There were a lot of them out in Bellum, the sky clear without the unfortunate side effects of pollution that typically came with areas high in technology. “I don’t think I’d have that kind of patience. Then again, outside of killing things I don’t really have that much to pass along.” It wasn’t a piteous statement, or even a lamenting one. She didn’t seem to be bothered by the fact that the vast majority of her skills were related to how to break and destroy other people. In fact, she was quite proud of those abilities. If anything the comment was intended to be a humorous one.

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    Post by Vandrad Ragnos 22nd April 2020, 9:46 pm

    There’s no fair or unfair in battle.
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    No matter how many times something could be shown to anyone, that didn’t mean it would click right away. Understanding the science and the technique behind swimming was one thing but to actually do said actions was in a completely different realm. But Vandrad had faith that Mercury would pick up on it quickly -- one thing he understood very well, given her natural affinity for adaptation. He’d seen several different situations where she’d had to get creative or mold her strategy against the unknown and she had done so about as well as he did so. It’s what made her the perfect partner for him in most situations.

    He gave her a quick rundown of tips and tricks before he swam himself over to the stairs so he could better observe her. She teased him at his superior ability, a remark that earned her a smirk. From there she took several cycles to swim to and from the stairs, the Prince offering her advice each and every time up until her last lap. As she came to a complete stop before him, he nodded. "Not bad. Give it a couple more years and maybe you’ll be a halfway decent swimmer,” he teased her right back as she remarked at the workout that came with swimming. "A lot of people use swimming as a means of cardio -- it uses a lot of muscles at the same time so one doesn’t need to work out individual sets over and over again. Also helps with stamina and core training,” he explained, giving a solid, wet smack on his abdomen. She stated that she was likely missing an excuse now to avoid the pool that was at her guildhall, flashing him a proud grin. He returned it in kind. "I’m sure you’ll improve. And if not, you’ll just drag me to Silver Wolf to make me teach you again, I’m sure.”

    In fact, he had wondered what Silver Wolf was like. She only came over to Fairy Tail -- he had never reciprocated the action and gone to visit her. Gods forbid he show any kind of empathy by going out of his way to see her without reason. He casually leaned back and stared out over the water, relaxing quietly next to her until she finally spoke up, glancing over at him. She gave him a quick warning not to take her words out of context. She admitted that him acting as a teacher was a bit odd to her, given his complete disinterest in being social with most people. But she had noticed that he seemed to genuinely enjoy the process. "Growing up, I learned to train myself. Themesycia offered tips here and there but I was determined to improve my strength on my own. It was hard; arguably the hardest challenge of my entire life. And I recognize the places where guidance would have helped me speed up my process. When I spot talent, when I see an interest in improvement, I feel inclined to offer assistance. My methods are generally not the nicest and I’ll admit I push the limits of those I take under my wing but the results are what makes the process worth it. When I was in the military, I was put in charge of the recruits that showed the most… resilience against learning. I was responsible for weeding out the weak from the chaff. I’m already well aware you’re a quick learner and if I can help you improve as well, I’ll do it.”

    It helped that, unlike some of the more rebellious youths in the military, Mercury always seemed to have a genuine interest in the things he showed her. Though she wasn’t as avid at training as he was, she was certainly driven enough to learn things to help improve her abilities. Sometimes that drive needed a little kick but that generally was only in the mornings. Vandrad mused on that before she spoke up once more, figuring that she wouldn’t have the patience to teach like he did. In fact, she seemed to think that her ability to kill was the only talent that could be worth educating anyone with. "That’s not necessarily true,” he said softly, even as he rose from the seat and turned his back towards the pool. Gently he laid out flat along the water’s surface, floating right on the top of the liquid. "You’re quite adept with technology; that’s a talent many could certainly get some schooling on. You’ve got a strategic mind so you’d be able to offer insight on planning and tactics.” He listed off a few positive observations as he floated there, staring at the sky. In fact, he felt she could offer a lot to the right person, should she ever feel compelled to teach.

    But he certainly wasn’t going to pass on the opportunity to give her shit either. With a smirk, he lowered his head to look down his body at her. "Plus there is no one else in the world that’s as big of a smartass as you. I’m sure that’s a talent you could give to a protege, if they could handle it.” And to add a bit of poignant teasing to his words, his arm swung wide and towards her, sending a spray of pool water to splash down over her face and body.







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    Post by Mercury Arseneault 22nd April 2020, 11:34 pm

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    She smirked at him, thoroughly pleased with the shit he was giving her about the pace he thought it would take her to learn how to swim properly. Vandrad went on right away to explain a bit about how swimming was often considered a rigorous enough workout to serve as full cardio, since it exercised nearly every muscle continuously, while also building strength in one’s core and stamina. He slapped himself meaningfully on his own admittedly ripped abs, drawing a small snort of entertainment from her. Her comment about having to make use of the swimming facilities at Silver Wolf brought him entertainment in kind, stating that he was sure she would improve, even if she made him join her there to go over the lessons again.

    “I do like to make you work,” Mercury told him with a grin. She had never really stopped to think about the fact that he hadn’t ever been to Silver Wolf. Even now it didn’t actually occur to her, or at least not as something worth really noting. She had always gone to meet him at Fairy Tail because Mercury was far more comfortable putting herself in other people’s places of security rather than bringing them in to her own. That, and she figured that if he had been interested in spending time with her outside of just training all the time he’d make the effort himself without needing any prompting. It wasn’t like Silver Wolf was exactly easy to get to, being up on the top of a snowy mountain. Up until this weekend, she figured his only interest in her was just using her as a means to get stronger and continue his endless training rather than just… wanting to spend time with her for the sake of doing so, like they were now.

    The Xocili voiced her musings over how surprisingly good of a teacher he was, despite how he presented himself on the outside. The prince simply told her that growing up, his mother gave him some assistance from time to time but generally he’d focused on improving on his own, which was difficult. Looking back, he could see how perhaps the process could have been quicker or more effective if he’d let someone else help guide him. Still, he claimed to have an eye for talent and a respect for those who wanted to learn, and those things drove him to give to others what he had, in his youth, refused for himself.

    Not that his methods were the kindest, Vandrad admitted. He could be quite hard on those he worked with, but if they could bear through it they would see striking results. A large part of his job with the military had been to pick out the recruits that could be molded into true soldiers, even if they were resistant to training and putting in the effort. But to her credit, he recognized that she was a quick learner that was greatly interested in taking in new information and knowledge about most things, so that made him all the more eager and willing to teach her, specifically.

    There were reasons for that, not that he’d know them. Given that Mercury’s brain was quite literally a computer, she could process most information and collect data at frightening speeds. She was also capable of storing that information away for quick and easy access. Her slayer magic was more than just a talent learned to hone her interest and skill in electronics -- it had manifested itself that way because those were the elements that already made up her seemingly human organic body. Each element represented a part of her own biosynthetic makeup that she could now magically manifest into external representations and pieces of her body.

    She made an offhand joke about her talent for killing being the only real skill she had to pass along, which he rebutted with a simple disagreement. Mercury watched him with curiosity from where she still sat back against the steps, even as he turned around and leaned back into the water to float on his back. He told her she was pretty adept with technology -- really she was much more than that, but again that was nothing he would have any reason to be suspicious of. But, it was a skill that a lot of people would be interested in learning. He also brought up that she had an ability to strategize with the best of them, which was also something worth passing along.

    There was nothing she could really say to either of those points that wouldn’t open up a line of questioning Mercury couldn’t get into. Truthfully, Mercury would have no idea how to teach someone the art of strategizing because most of her tactics were quite literally encoded into her DNA, meaning that when she acted she oftentimes wasn’t even thinking about it, she was just doing it. It was the same when it came to technology. Mercury understood electronics and engineering on a level that few on Earthland, if any, would be able to comprehend. Technology wasn’t just something she was good at, it made up every fiber of her being, literally. Breaking down the intricacies of electronics and such would be very akin to teaching them how to dismantle herself, which was… an uncomfortable thought.

    “Perhaps,” was really the only thing she could offer, not sounding fully convinced but also not necessarily ruling out the possibility. Mercury just wasn’t ready to get too far down that line of conversation, knowing that it would completely change… well, everything about their relationship. That, and put her and a fair number of other people in danger, including him. Thankfully, Vandrad didn’t seem keen on staying on that topic. He looked at her over his chest from where he floated, giving her a smirk and drawing a raised brow of interest from her. Her final skill he had worth note was how excellent she was at being a pain in the ass, going so far as to imply that none compared to her ability to get under someone’s skin and twist around. He was more than certain there was someone out there with both the interest and the stamina to learn from her.

    She had been smirking back at him when the prince followed the playful comment up by splashing an absolute wall of water at her with one powerful sweep of his arm. Leaning back and comfortable as she was, Mercury didn’t have the reactionary time to do more than gasp and instinctively bring her arms up to block the water from hitting her face. But the rest of it slammed into her, soaking her after she’d semi started to dry off from just sitting half out of the water.

    Emerald eyes fixed on him, ripe with a bubbling mischief. So that’s how he wanted to play, was it? In a flash, Mercury conjured a thick, metal rifle of sorts into her hand beneath the water, its clip little more than a tank filled with the water from the pool. Ripping it up and setting it to bear as she quickly stood to her feet, she pulled the trigger and loosed a steady, powerful stream of water at him, cackling madly to herself the entire time. Once the tank had been fully spent, though, she knew he was going to seek retaliation, so Mercury turned and made a mad dash for the steps to try and make it out of the water completely before he could get to her.

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    Post by Vandrad Ragnos 23rd April 2020, 2:09 pm

    There’s no fair or unfair in battle.
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    Whether she wanted to impart knowledge upon another wasn’t really a matter of what she had or what she could offer -- it all came down to if she felt any desire to do so. It was hard for Vandrad to pin if she truly felt she had nothing worth offering or if there was just a lack of interest in trying to take someone on as a student. Perhaps that was because she seemed still more like a student than anything else. She had told him several times that her home was lacking in a lot of things people saw as regular occurrences and sights on Earthland, the greatest of which being magic. Whether she came from some hidden nation upon the world or somewhere beyond, she was still trying to learn about the environment around her. She did so impressively quickly but summing up all the missing knowledge would take time, no matter the case.

    Still, she seemed thoughtful over the subject. She didn't seem to lean either way, though her tone seemed unwilling to believe him fully. Standing up and insisting upon it wouldn’t do any good because the belief had to come from her so instead, he chose to move on and throw a sporting tease her way, if only to make her smirk. But it was also a verbal feint to keep her off guard so that when his arm pushed through the water and unleashed a wave of liquid over her, she would be completely unprepared. He watched with delight as she frantically got her arms up to protect her face but still managed to get completely soaked. Her eyes snapped to him, her own mischief meeting the victorious sparkle in his own. In an instant she had armed herself with a metal weapon, tearing it above the surface of the pool and unleashing a heavy stream at him. He laughed as he thrust his hand out, trying to block the jettison, the spray splashing all over him as he pushed against it, fighting the current.

    The moment it started to sputter out, he raced through the water towards her, watching as she spun on her heel and tried to escape from the pool. But he was just quick enough to grab her around the middle, his arms pulling her tight against his body as he held her in a bearhug. "Now now, your lessons aren’t over!” he said with a wild cackle as he threw them both backwards, loudly falling into the water and submerging beneath the surface. He brought them both up, spitting out water as he continued to laugh and wrestle with her. For some reason, he had got caught up in the silliness of the situation and it seemed she had as well. The two of them playfully wrestled one another in the water, lacking any real fight as they tried not to lose their minds laughing. It was nothing in comparison to the sparring they normally took part in but at the same time it was… sweet and enjoyable in its own realm.

    By the end of it, he had somehow wound up holding her close against him, their conjoined laughter starting to boil down to mild chuckles. How she had wound up in his arms, facing him, was beyond his comprehension at the moment. But as he started to relax and looked back at her, his smile turned a bit softer, though still holding a far amount of cockiness to it. "Well I’m going to count this as a win on my part,” he said softly, referencing back to the conversation they’d had about spars much earlier in the day.

    Yet despite his stance, he couldn’t help but look at her. Her hair, wet and silky against, hung about her face, framing it with such a picturesque moment. Her eyes seemed to shine in the light from the water, twinkling with mirth and amusement. She looked utterly stunning and a bit of his breath got caught in his chest. How many times now had he been overtaken by this swell of strange emotions now? A mixture of feelings and instincts that had seemingly been lacking for all of his life. His own dark globes stared back into hers, as if he could see through all of her defenses and to the person deep within. And likewise, he was sure he could feel her burying herself deep into his mind and finding the cracks in his armor. It should have been terrifying and, in a way, it was but it was also kind of exhilarating. He found that feeling exposed to her was one of the most adrenaline-spiking experiences of his life and were he able of telling the truth to himself, he would admit just how much he reveled in it.

    He leaned in once more, a mirror image of their time on the balcony, and captured her lips with his. It was a kiss that was just as soft and passionate as the one he had given her prior but with a need for it this time. There was a sincere lack of hunger but just a lovely want to kiss her, to hold her close to him -- which his hands made sure to pull her body even tighter against him. Vandrad needed Mercury, not just himself or for her but for both of them. There was no need to retreat back anywhere now -- they were free to explore what this strange but exciting experience was to the fullest of their abilities.







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