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Tweak says, "What KIND of weird?"

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

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: [Lady Sif]

sam_thefalcon
2018-04-28 10:16 pm UTC (link)

"And so, it begins," Sam said in his most portentous voice. Ellen snorted, and almost did a spit take with her beer.

Mission accomplished, Sam opened the door. He'd made a point of studying everyone's icons on the network so he recognized Sif, though her icon didn't do her justice.

"Welcome to my home, Lady Sif," he said. He stepped back, gesturing for her to enter with one hand. "Enter freely and of your own will."

From deeper in the apartment, Ellen said, "Dracula? Really?"

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Re: [Lady Sif]

strandsofnaught
2018-04-28 10:22 pm UTC (link)

The Dracula reference went over Sif's head as you might expect as she was not as familiar with Midgardian references as both Thor and Loki who had spent so much time with them that they were almost speaking the same language.

"Thank you, Sam." She said with a smile as she passed over the threshold and headed into his home, dark eyes quickly assessing it to determine all entrances and exits because she was nothing if not a soldier and warrior first and foremost. It was wise to be aware of your surroundings and to know where you could move to if required.

And an Asgardian never came to any celebration or feast empty handed so she produced the bottle of whiskey she had procured earlier that day. "A gift," she said as she presented it to Sam.

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Re: [Lady Sif]

sam_thefalcon
2018-04-28 10:27 pm UTC (link)

"And an excellent gift it is," Sam replied, taking in the label. This was some very good whiskey. "Thank you."

"Lady Sif, this is Ellen Brandt," he said as Ellen stood to walk over and greet her. "Ellen, Lady Sif."

Sam walked over to place the bottle of whiskey on a bar in the corner amongst a large assortment of other spirits. "May I offer you something to drink?"

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Re: [Lady Sif]

strandsofnaught
2018-04-28 10:36 pm UTC (link)

Sif turned her gaze to Ellen and she greeted her with a firm handshake. "Pleasure to meet you, Ellen." She still had so many people that she did not know and would need to get to know especially as it was clear that they were all in this predicament together.

"A drink would be most welcome," she said to Sam. "What would you suggest?"

Midgardian alcohol would not get her drunk or even a little... tipsy, but it still had a nice taste and Sif enjoyed it.

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	Re: [Lady Sif] sam_thefalcon 2018-04-28 10:58 pm UTC (link)
	"Hmmm," Sam studied the selection. He knew enough to know that the alcohol content was irrelevant for an Asgardian. He chose some Ardbeg single-malt whiskey, a gift from another friend some time ago. Very tasty. He poured Sif a drink and handed it to her just as a knock sounded at the door. "Excuse me," he said. The action continues here (Reply to this) (Parent)

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