Pulling into the lot of Carpe Noctem, the Mesmer-who's mood swings were rather fluent at that moment-cut the engine of his car. Taking one last drag from his cigarette-menthol, of course; it was a comfort-needed night-he put it out in his car's ashtray before getting out and heading into his club.
Making his way to the bar, Vex reached behind the counter and grabbed a bottle of his favorite liquor before heading towards the V.I.P. area of the club. He only nodded at the security-Fae that were near the V.I.P. section, slipping past them and lounging out like a kitten on the leather sofa he kept there. Glancing at the table, he grabbed one of the clean shot-glasses that were kept there and poured a shot.
One.
Two.
His focus was broken by a security-Fae panickedly saying, "Wait, no- Mr. Valentino!" The guard's eyes were locked on a familiar-silhouette who had slipped into the V.I.P. area. Vex blinked, tilting his head to the side as the figure came into the light.
No...It wasn't...It couldn't be...
"Hey, Vince," the man smiled smartly, his eyes michevious as he stepped over to the sofa to look at Vex with warm eyes. "It's been a while."
It was.
"Rob," Vex blinked in surprise, taking another shot to cast away the bundle of nerves a bit more as he sat up to look at his old friend. "'Ello, old pal," he greeted after a pause. The two had known each other in high-school, before their baby-Fae years, but Robin had moved away before either of them had matured to Faehood. "And it's Vex," he corrected automatically, "I 'aven't been Vince in a long time."
Robin chuckled as he perched on the side of Vex's couch, "Why the name change?" His eyes seemed genuniely curious about it, but when Vex didn't offer an answer, he just shrugged. "Never mind, didn't mean to pry."
Vex smiled, but just barely, as he nodded at the other side of the couch, "'Ave a seat, get comfortable." He watched as Rob slid down onto the cushion, finally examining his old friend entirely. Robin was dressed in a black, silk shirt, with matching pants, and black dress shoes; he'd always been one to look his best, especially at placing where alcohol was involved. Vex smirked a bit as his eyes played at the collar of Rob's shirt, noting that one of the buttons had come undone.
Before the Mesmer could even notice his own gawking, Robin's voice broke Vex's focus, "So, what's your poison tonight?" He was still the same ol' Rob; taking shots and breaking hearts - that's what they'd used to call it, anyway.
Vex nodded at the bottle in his own hand, "You like it, I recall." He waited for the man to nod before pouring a couple shots and handing one of them over. Downing his, he watched Rob do the same out of the corner of his eyes. "Al'ight, I gotta ask, mate," Vex began with a slightly raised eyebrow, "I know you're Fae - but what are ya?"
It really wasn't a polite question in the Fae-world, but the way Robin responded really wasn't polite either; smirking a bit, Rob's voice sounded as smooth as his silk shirt as he said, "Come here and find out." Before Vex could really reply, the man leaned forward and pressed their lips together quickly. It was brief enough, lasting only long enough for the Incubus-in-hiding to snatch the slightest amount of energy; the whispery-red energy went into Rob's mouth as he pulled away, his eyes gleaming with a dark crimson-color.
Vex's eyes were wide as Rob pulled away, his own breath caught in his throat. His head spun momentarily before he shook his head, licking his lips without meaning to as he commented lightly, "Bloody 'ell, Rob, warn a mate before you do that." There was a combination of amusement, half-hearted interest, and shock in his voice as he spoke.
The Incubus smirked and mocked Vex playfully, "Sorry, mate." He paused as he leaned back against the couch, watching his friend curiously. "Now then, an eye for an eye, what the Hell are you?" he asked with an expression that looked similiar to Vex's when he had asked.
Vex, decided that Rob had been similiarly impolite, decided to show his old friend just what he was. Extending an arm, he took control of Robin with a smirk and-deciding to be an ass in the spur of the moment-forced the Incubus to lean forward and kiss the Mesmer again.
Rob, who seemed like he was trying to not look pleased at the joke, eyes were wide as Vex let the control break and pulled away on his own accord this time. "Damn, Vex," Robin stretched slightly on the couch, his muscles having been surprised by the sudden control. It actually took a moment for him to register that Vex had...had...
"Drink your shot,"Vex interrupted the train of thought as he handed a glass to Robin, downing a shot in the same second. Then, deciding that there wasn't near enough alcohol in the world to make him forget that he'd just kissed his high-school bud (twice), he poured a few more rounds...
Five.
Six, seven...
Another.
Ten...