and discovering other peoples' weaknesses.
“Well, I wouldn’t want to take away from your quality time with your brother,” Mercury told him playfully when he teased her about only giving a call when he was feeling lonely.
She opened up about her interest in hearing a bit of what Vandrad had opened up about with the genuine goal of merely wanting to see what all he was up front about and how much of it he had swept under the rug to try to save face. Unsurprisingly, a great deal of it had been fairly correct. Vandrad had learned a long time ago that Mercury was going to wind up telling her version of the truth sooner or later, so it had behooved him to simply be honest from the start and get certain stories out of the way from his own perspective, before Mercury could taint the tails with her own flair. But there had certainly been a number of stories where the prince had opted to fall short of the full truth, leaving Mercury cackling with glee as she happily filled Gren in on the other sordid details that his son had left out.
All in all, they wound up talking until it was time for the restaurant to close, with the waiter bringing them their check which Gren dutifully snatched up before Mercury could even get the chance to sneak it. And by the look in her eyes, she had been planning to, but he managed to be the quicker one. He paid for the meal and the two of them stood to leave, him slipping on his coat even as she reached into her clutch and pulled out a crimson colored shawl made of a nice, thick wool that she wrapped around her shoulders. They made their way outside, Mercury once more doing as she’d done at the Order and playfully slipping her arm in his to walk beside him as they aimlessly wandered down the street in a slow gait. He offered to keep the night going by looking for some place to get a nightcap and drink a bit more, which certainly sounded fine to her. According to him, he’d offer to bring her back to his place but that consisted of little more than a cold room back in the Order that, by his own words, wasn’t exactly the most riveting place for continued engagement.
She hummed with thought. “Well, I actually know of a place we could go that’s got a decent selection, and best of all: it’s free. Little more of a private joint, and we can stay as long as we like. It ain’t around here, but if you’re feeling brave and adventurous I can get us there in a snap.” Mercury turned to look up at him, shooting the much taller man a sly little smirk that promised trouble. It was about as much of a warning as he was going to get if he wanted a chance to back out of finding himself alone with her in a more intimate setting. Presuming he agreed, she’d grin with delight. “Alright, then. Right this way, Big Daddy.”
Letting go of him momentarily, Mercury reached into her clutch once more and withdrew a small device that looked similar in shape to a gun, but clearly wasn’t designed to shoot bullets or any kind of offensive magical energy. The gun itself was also a bit big to have been able to fit in the small purse, but she pulled it out from the space all the same. Adjusting the settings on a couple of the dials, she pointed to an empty space ahead of them and pulled the trigger. A green blast of energy shot from the muzzle and expanded into a wavering emerald portal that was just big enough to fit two people in side by side. Slipping her arm back in his, she lead him through it.
On the other side, they stepped into what appeared to be a decently sized work room. The lights switched on the moment they arrived, even as the portal snapped shut behind them. A small panel on the wall beeped lightly; some kind of home alarm system. Mercury easily stepped over and punched in the code to reset it and turn it off. There were a number of tables and workbenches littered with tools and gadgets, including what looked to be some kind of duel bladed weapons that were most of the way completed. A short set of stairs led up to a door which Mercury led the way toward, taking him up to the next floor where the surroundings gave what to the more common areas of her home.
To the right was a modest sized living room with a decent sized sofa and a large lacrivision on the wall. There was also an electronic keyboard piano set up in a corner, and against one wall was a small personal bar that boasted a fair number of bottles and some glasses. To the left was a kitchen that wasn’t the most luxurious of spaces but certainly had enough room to move around without feeling cramped. The kitchen was open to the living room, giving an otherwise small space a comfortably open feel. Beyond the kitchen was a glass sliding door that opened up to a somewhat spacious porch, though what lay beyond of the landscape was currently too dark to see very well. The only other things of note in the area were the front door, a small dining area with a table and some chairs, and another set of stairs that presumably led up to one or more bedrooms. Aside from furniture, there really wasn’t anything that one might assume to find at a home, such as pictures or too many items of sentiment.
Tossing her shawl and clutch on the counter, she shot him a small wink before nodding over to the bar for him to go take a look. “I don’t have everything under the sun, but I’ve got a decent selection of most basic stuff… rums, whiskeys, scotches, gin, vodka, wine, champagne… There’s also some beers in the fridge if you wanna take a look at those. Feel free to browse. You can have whatever you like, and don’t be afraid to open a new bottle.”