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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: [Clint, Steve & Natasha]
[info]sam_thefalcon
2018-04-29 06:07 pm UTC (link)
"No deathbots at this party," Sam said, approaching the trio. "I promise."

He was unsurprised when Natasha had turned in his direction before he spoke. In a roomful of people she undoubtedly knew where everyone was--and who was walking up behind her. He grinned and nodded at her.

He clapped Clint and Steve each on the shoulder. "I promise. I'm glad y'all could make it."

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[Clint, Steve & Natasha]
[info]widows__bite
2018-05-03 08:00 pm UTC (link)
Natasha watched Sam approaching; even in a situation like this where they were supposed to be safe she couldn't unwind, didn't relax because it was important she didn't let her guard down. After all, a promise or not there was no guarantee this wouldn't get crashed by someone unpleasant.

As it was, it was just Sam approaching with a warm smile and an equally warm hand clapping on Clint and Steve's shoulders.

"Pretty sure there weren't meant to be murder-bots at the last party," she pointed out with a chuckle, "I'm impressed at the spread you've put on, Sam, you're in the wrong job. Party planning needs you," she teased.

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Re: [Clint, Steve & Natasha]
[info]sam_thefalcon
2018-05-04 03:44 am UTC (link)
"Well, you've got me there," Sam said. "So I guess I can't promise there will be no deathbots. But Deathbotunderground.com reports the chances are very low that any will show up. If they do, double your money back."

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