Beacon Medical Wing - Drexel's Point of View
I can finally stand on my two feet again with the assistance of a walking stick. Rather than choosing a wooden walking stick, I formed a device of my own: a black stick with a skull pommel which by pulling on the stick, allowed me to draw a short sword hidden within the walking stick. Still wearing my clothes that I had worn when I entered the school hospital, I walked over to the small bucket containing the items that were on my person when I had been brought to the hospital. Curious how they managed to find my switchblade, wallet, and scroll, but missed the pouch of dried bacon. Remembering the dried meat, I removed a piece for myself, and chewed upon it absentmindedly.
The place is deserted. Its quiet, as if I had walked through time backwards to the time when I had been entertaining myself in a chemist's dream: trying to make stable argentum. It seems almost an eon ago, that it had been only Steven and I in a bliss of solitude, disturbed on occasion by the then welcome Roman, sometimes even with Cinder tagging along. How quiet. How beautiful.
At this exact moment, Yang fire punched her way through the door, with a much more restrained Weiss following not too far behind.
Moment over. Such a pity.
Beginning the dialogue, was the frost lady herself.
"Hey Drexel, you still owe me the rest of that story."
"Hey Weiss, I owe you and your kin much more than that."
Thrown off balance by the dark tone of how I answered, the Schnee stopped dead in her tracks. Yang, however had not skipped a beat and kept the tempo of the conversation alive.
"You realize that Ruby's birthday is on Saturday? For the record, thats in two days."
"No Yang, I did not know that. Nor does it concern me, for the reason that I am not expected to linger around to participate in the corresponding events."
Confirming my fear, Yang offered a short laugh. "I beg to differ, little kitty. We all expect you to... Linger around to participate in the corresponding events."
Shooting the Blonde an annoyed look, I gave a short retort. "And I beg to differ, Blondie. I have been instructed to report to the Schnee Dust Company's primary factory, in order to install some new Argentum equipment and I cannot slip my way from Mr. Schnee's grip so easily."
Instantly, Yang turned to Weiss with a clear, unspoken question.
"No Yang, my Father refused to postpone this. There's nothing I can do."
Ruby's birthday would mean something significant to both Ruby, Weiss, and the rest of their team. Not to propose an alternative would be requesting mistrust and failure.
"Yang, there is an alternative. I suppose you are beginning the festivities a day early?"
Stepping in, Weiss seemed to be demanding some form of straightforwardness "Drexel, what are you suggesting?"
"Make it a two day party. She'll never see it coming, we surprise her a day early, and you take her off guard by continuing it the next day."
Surprisingly, Yang turned to be the first of the two which decided to question practicality. "We're having her birthday as it is now at Beacon so we can use the kitchens, and have the space to do our thing. They will never let us make it a two day event, getting the space for a single day was like pulling teeth!"
Raising my right hand to staunch the questions, I gave my offer. "Then hold the first day at my place. I'll look after food and such, you know I can cook, the fact that you haven't given me my pot back proves it. I'll make a second cake, and you can use it whatever day you please."
This time, Weiss was the one to poke suspicion. "Your place? Don't you live at Beacon like the rest of us? Besides, we have classes and this place you could be talking about could be a total... Well..."
I knew perfectly well what the Heiress was suggesting, and I couldn't blame her for being a sceptic. I also knew that no teenager would ever turn down a double party, particularly one away from the strict governing boarding school which would be held at the house of a chemist. However, there was no way of them knowing the quality of the facility in question.
"Weiss? Yang? Get Blake and meet me here in ten minutes. Trust me, this is going to be good."
Ten Minutes Later - Drexel's POV
Without warning the three schoolgirls, I rapidly formed the runes which resulted in glyph virtually without even their notice. After leading them to the metal doors of my cave house, I quickly explained what had happened and begged for their forgiveness due to the shock of teleportation and explained how it worked. I also instructed them how do to this themselves using only their mind, thus giving them formal permission to use my teleportation surface. Later I'll try to teach them how to use my surface in conjunction with other platforms, allowing long distance travel in seconds.
And now? Well now we are standing before those same, plain silver metal doors. Weiss was the first to make any observation, and appeared to peak in the place of the rest.
"The door look like argentum. But solid."
Placing my right hand on the center of the door, I paused for a moment to observe the nature of the door in question.
"Now that you mention it... Indeed, but I can assure you that the two substances differ exponentially."
The door now melting away before us, this rather ragtag group of four entered my previously secret home. That reminds me...
"How many people will be in attendance?"
"Lets see... Theres you, my team, and just about anyone that Ruby gets along with at Beacon."
Scratching myself on the neck, I quickly ran the numbers, quickly calculating that the primary room would be too small to accommodate such a gathering.
But now it appeared to be Blake's turn to speak. "Hey Drexel?"
"Yes, frost lady?"
After a very quick note of silence in the name of surprise assumed from all three of the girls to the method of my answer, Weiss simply pressed on.
"You and blake may be faunus, and can therefore easily see in the dark... But we can't."
Indeed they cannot, it seems that I had failed to turn the lights on... Where was the light switch again?
"Dammit... STEVE! LIGHTS PLEASE!"
After what appeared to be a few sarcastic squeaks the lights began to slowly start their gentle rise. This is when Yang and Weiss took their surprise to the dress of room and its woods, marbles, and other fine elements.
"You... Live here?" As Yang spoke, she plopped down on a leather couch. "Its far nicer than I thought... But there's no way we can fit everyone here."
As the blonde spoke, Weiss and Blake had begun to pick their way through the room examining the space in detail. In response to both our questions of fitting everyone within the small space, I raised my arms straight before me and spread my hands open. Gaining my full focus upon the area, I took full control of the room. Naturally my quests had displayed signs of concern and surprise as the walls began to fold into themselves and disappear into the floor as if they were never there. The bedrooms were now exposed without any dividing wall between them. The beds then slipped into the floor slowly, as the floor that they were standing on began to sink. Then, a platform then covered the holes where the beds were, leaving empty space as if there was nothing there.
"Now I expect you and the other guests to confine yourselfs to this floor. The basement and second level are areas not to be disturbed. I will lock the passageways to each of the corresponding locations, do not attempt to combat this. That is my only condition. Anything you might need will be brought down before hand personally by myself."
Nodding to my only instruction, the others had accepted the simple although strict wish.
"Let me know that you three need, I'll see to it. Decorate the place as you will... Don't destroy anything... Any special foods and such aside from that I will inform you of I will prepare... Is this a go?"
To this, Weiss raised a question. "This is going to be Friday? What about our classes."
To this, a cunning smile stretched across my face, equal parts mischief and destruction. "That's my surprise."