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There's a Mercutio in the bar, picking stable dirt from underneath his fingernails and irritatedly brushing his dripping hair away from his eyes. Today was a swimming day.

Have at.

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Blinking, Parker asks, "Lake?"

"Hmmm?"

He glances up, and smiles.

"It may have passed your notice, but you're wet." Parker may or may not be joking.

"Aye."

He grins.

"The lake, as you say. It attacked me."

Lakes are violent like that, Parker agrees. "Well," he says. "You should be careful."

"But it always used to be so friendly!"

He looks sad.

"It's how they draw you in," Parker says.

"Pure evil."

He nods.

"How do you fare, pretty?"

"Prettily," Parker answers. "How're you?"

"Not so pretty, but surviving."

He grins.

"Every day is a struggle."

[ooc: prolly not around for v long, but should be on either tomorrow or day after.]

"Against lakes and other bodies of water?" Parker smiles.

"My lack of prettiness. But that also."

Charlie is wandering around with his guitar, and pauses when he sees Mercutio.

"Sudden rainstorm or just a very efficient shower?"

"The lake."

Mercutio beams at him.

"I was hot."

[ooc: prolly not around for v long, but should be on either tomorrow or day after.]

[ooc: no problem.]

Charlie grins, does not say the obvious, and says, "Good way of cooling down, at least."

"Aye, and a joy besides."

He pushes the hair off his forehead again.

"How do you fare?"

"Been an interesting couple of weeks, mate. You?" He pulls up a chair and props up his feet on another.

"It could be worse."

He shrugs.

"But, in contrast, terribly boring. Tell me about this interest."

"My boyfriend was possessed by the spirit of the former owner of the gland in his head that makes him invisible."

He orders some tea.

"You can imagine how well that went over in our household."

Pause.

"Huh."

Mercutio's eyes are wide.

Charlie almost smiles. "Where do you need me to start explaining? The invisible or the possession? Or the boyfriend? I've told you about Darien, haven't I?"

"I think you have succinctly conveyed the pertinent information."

Mercutio grins.

"Although the 'boyfriend' is terribly disappointing."

Charlie grins and shrugs. "His name's Darien," is all he says.

"I shall keep an ear out."

Mercutio scratches the back of his neck.

"Summer is on its way."

"'Tis. I hope there's another Midsummer's Party--it was fun last year."

"I was not here last year - do tell."

He grins.

"Well, there was a lot of food and games and swimming and such, and there was a bonfire after sunset. It's a seasonal feast, yeah? Height of summer and all?"

"Aye, of course. I expected something a little more scandalous, however. Emotions run high at midsummer."

He laughs.

"At least, where I come from."

"Well, the god who put it together wanted everybody to have sex in the woods after."

He sips his tea.

"More like it! And did everybody?"

"Well, I can't speak for everybody, but my on was got, as I recall."

"I salute you."

[ooc: fade?]

Charlie laughs. "Thank you very much."

{ooc: sure thing :D]

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