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sam_thefalcon ([info]sam_thefalcon) wrote in [info]avengers_logs,
@ 2018-04-28 10:38:00

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Current mood: cheerful
Entry tags:-complete, bobbi morse, clint barton, darcy lewis, ellen brandt, jane foster, loki odinson, pietro maximoff, sam wilson, sif, steve rogers, tony stark, wanda maximoff

This Is Not My Beautiful House Party Thread
Who: Sam and Ellen, to start but OPEN TO ALL*
What: Sam's throwing a party for all the PCs
When: One Evening, Don't Get So Caught Up In Technicalities
Rating/Warnings: YELLOW to start, we'll see. If it turns into an orgy, we'll revisit this.

A/N: *I cannot emphasize this enough. OPEN TO ALL. I want a big, sprawling mess of a thread, like all the conversations at a big party. Indulge me!



Sam opened the door to find a woman standing in the hallway holding several cases of beer with no apparent difficulty. He recognized her from her icon on the Avengers Network. "You must be Ellen." He stepped aside, "Please come in."

She stepped inside and he closed the door. She glanced around the apartment. "Where should I put these?"

Sam led her to the kitchen. "You know that you're on set-up duty now, right?"

Ellen nodded. "I know. I came early because I wanted to discuss a possible project with you."

"The super fight club you texted me about?"

"Yeah. I've figured out where it's happening. Gamora and I are planning to get inside. But as it's held on a rooftop I thought another pair of eyes overhead wouldn't hurt. So I thought of you."

Sam put her to work loading beers into several large coolers while he chopped vegetables and filled bowls with various munchies. Ellen described what she'd learned, and what she hoped to accomplish by infiltrating the fight club.

"You really think the bad guys will show up?" Sam was dubious. "If it's as hard to find as you say, what makes you think they'll be there?"

Ellen shrugged. "It's worth a shot. Even if the bad guys don't make an appearance, it's an opportunity to meet some other metahumans, do some networking, find out of they know anything about these bad guys. Maybe even recruit some of them to help find and stop the bad guys."

Sam thought about it. "Okay, I'm in."

The conversation moved on to other topics at that point. Ellen told him her history with Stark, and Sam shared his as well ("I never actually tried to kill Tony," he said, "though the thought did cross my mind a time or two while in the Raft."). They moved on to speculation on other members of the Network that neither had actually met. Sam found Ellen to have a dry sense of humor, and a surprisingly good grasp of his pop culture references--at least those that predated her "death" in 2012.

By the time the doorbell chimed, everything was in place and Sam and Ellen were sitting in his living room drinking beers. Sam got up and headed for the door. "It's showtime!"



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Re: [Pietro & Wanda]
[info]sam_thefalcon
2018-04-29 06:12 pm UTC (link)
Sam plucked a chip from the platter Pietro held and popped it in his mouth.

"Hello, Pietro, Wanda," he said when he'd eaten it. "You're both looking good. Thanks for coming."

He gave the plateful of food a glance, then inclined his head toward the open doorway that led to the kitchen. "When and if the snacks start running low, I've got the numbers for a bunch of delivery restaurants taped on the wall by the phone. Great thing about New York, you can get any kind of food you want any time of day. Feel free to order. They all know to expect it."

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[Pietro & Wanda]
[info]highlyconnected
2018-05-03 07:52 pm UTC (link)
Wanda laughed softly at the plate of food that had appeared out of nowhere, and was about to talk to Pietro about how ill-gotten 80% of the food was when Sam decided to join them. She eyed him as he helped himself to food off the plate and fought back that instictive reaction that she still had even though food had not been scarce for a number of years, now.

"As the host," she told him with a small smile, taking a chip from the plate herself and holding it in her hand, "should you not be calling the take out places?" Her tone was gentle, and teasing.

She glanced at Pietro and gestured to the plate he was holding, "How much of this food was stolen from others' plates and how much was from the table?"

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Re: [Pietro & Wanda]
[info]sam_thefalcon
2018-05-04 03:41 am UTC (link)
"Yes, I will definitely be ordering more food," Sam said.

He hadn't missed Wanda's reaction to his snatching a chip from the plate. He'd seen it before in people who had experienced long-term privation. 'Food insecurity' they called it now. Starvation or the lingering threat of it left its mark on people. So hands off, Sam.

"But I just want you to know that you needn't wait on me. If I'm occupied, feel free to order whatever you like. They've all got my credit card on file."

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