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Tweak says, "sweet boy"

Carol Danvers (cpt_marvel) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2019-04-18 22:47:00

Entry tags:

america chavez (616), bucky barnes (mcu), carol danvers (mcu), clark kent (dctv), clint barton (616), evaan verlaine, gamewide plot, gwen stacy, janet van dyne (avac), kate bishop (616), klaus hargreeves (netflix), loki (616), peter b parker (sv), peter parker (mcu), remus lupin, rose tyler, sirius black, steve rogers (avac), steve rogers (mcu), tony stark (avac), tony stark (mcu), vision (mcu)

Who: Anyone who wants to come by
What: Grand-opening party!
Where: Pancho's Bar
When: Friday Night

The streamers were up (because Jan had insisted), and the bar was as ready as it ever would be. Alcohol was stored in a few make-shift shelves on the back wall and a relatively well-cobbled together bar was freshly polished and ready to go. It wasn't the most well-put-together, place, but Pancho's definitely resembled its namesake in terms of dim lighting, chipped tables and a floor that looked like it should be sticky. All in all, Carol was pretty proud of what they'd made. The minifridge was even a good choice since it allowed them to keep some drinks cold (they were going to have to find a larger one in the future, though).

She had warned Peter that the pizza oven needed to be ready by that evening, but she wasn't sure how on the ball with that he was. She'd been busy doing damage control on some electrical issues they were having with the fridge and double checking to make sure they actually had drinking cups (that took a little bit of maneuvering, but Clint came through with the coffee mugs). Yup, vodka from coffee mugs, a mini-fridge filled with a variety of stolen beers, and mismatched chairs. And, of course, the balloons. The annoying, awful squeaky balloons that had floated into a couple of corners of the room, save for the two that kept dragging on the floor and that Carol dreaded would pop at some point that evening. Definitely professional.

Karaoke was set up in one corner of the room with a make-shift stage and Christmas lights (Yes, more Christmas lights) decorating around it. Old 80s rock music blasted from the speakers for now, and Carol stood behind the bar, ready to serve as needed but more than willing to drag anyone else into the position should they so choose that evening.

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Evaan | Carol

gold_three
2019-04-24 01:57 am UTC (link)

"I am surrounded by captains." She said with a small, surprised expression. Steve had been upfront with it but with him, it seemed to just go along with everything else. Carol was clearly just sharing information, not making a point. Evaan had dealt with a great many officers who liked showing off their rank as a way to make them feel better about themselves, she was relieved that this vision before her wasn't like that. She put a hand to her chest, "Lieutenant."

Instead of worrying too hard over what a Kree or Nazi was Evaan pushed her glass forward, happily accepting the top-up. "Sounds like a bad situation. Our actual noble warrior heroes were slaughtered to a man by the Empire. The Galatic Empire. Bucket heads. They started blowing up planets, after that, we had to put them down. We were largely successful, or at least we were when I was back on Chanrila. Who knows what's going on now."

Evaan believed they should have been punished more severely, absolutely aware of how biased she was on the whole thing after what happened to Alderaan.

After a drink, and maybe a longer than necessary look into those stunning brown eyes, she nodded. "My hyperdrive, yeah. Yeah, I just pulled off the parts that were non-essential to containing the hypermatter. Someone offered magic or something like that, but I'm starting to think maybe leaving it to someone who isn't going to get so much as a split-end from being in an explosion might not be a bad idea. At this point, it should be easy as pulling a drink from a keg, which is fitting since I'll be storing it in a flask."

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Evaan | Carol

cpt_marvel
2019-04-24 02:25 am UTC (link)

"Ooo...a lieutenant. If I'd known that, I might have made you salute me when you came in." Carol winked and sipped her whiskey. Okay, she was flirting. Badly. Very badly. It had been mentioned before how less-than-subtle Carol could be.

Hearing Evaan talk go on about this Galatic Empire, Carol realized they really were from different parts of the universe. Or maybe different universes altogether. Either way, she didn't like the sound of the Empire. "Sounds like you needed Captain Marvel." She was half-kidding, half-not. Evaan's enemies sounded far too much like the Kree and many other aggressive civilizations Carol had fought against over the years.

CCarol stared right back, raising an eyebrow as if in a challenge for Evaan to suggest something (because Carol honestly was tempted to just tell Peter to take over and pull Evaan upstairs). Yup. Definitely going to be an interesting night. "Well, I'm pretty hard to blow up, considering. The offer still stands if you want me to help. Worst cause, I'll probably drain your battery."

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Evaan | Carol

gold_three
2019-04-24 03:53 am UTC (link)

Evaan took a drink, mostly to save herself from saying something wildly inappropriate in regards to what else Carol could have made her do. She could be an obedient soldier, pilot, whatever when she wanted to. The whiskey must have been stronger than she thought because a part of her was sure it was making her flush. It had to be the alcohol, of course. She was mostly sure that women her age didn't blush at filthy thoughts.

"Captain Marvel? That a description or a name?" She asked, putting her empty glass down. Conserving whiskey? What was that? Evaan was pretty sure that was a horrible plan, probably one instituted by some moralistic bucket head commander that was fine with genocide but enjoying alcohol was an unforgivable personal flaw, all while likely fondling his expensive bottles of wine. By that logic enjoying a drink with a beautiful woman was down-right patriotic. "Though, that is a great name for a ship."

That eyebrow made Evaan smile wider than she had before, sure now that she had somehow become very lucky or Carol had far too much to drink. The fact that Carol was still upright and looking at her like that made her think lucky, though the whiskey had helped. "Oh, I welcome any help you and your indestructible hands can offer me. Especially with the hyperdrive." She shrugged a little, leaning in just a touch closer. "You probably can't help it anyway, right? The dangers of being so attractive. Even tachyons will trip over themselves to get close."

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Evaan | Carol

cpt_marvel
2019-04-24 12:40 pm UTC (link)

Okay, that made Carol laugh a little and nod. "It does, doesn't it?? I mean, it's technically Mar-vel, but people like to mess it up and turn it into one word. I think it's just easier that way." Should she explain the situation? It probably didn't matter. Not yet. It was fun having someone who didn't immediately recognize her in the universe- well, more likely in this place, anyway.

If there had been any doubts as to whether or not Evaan had been flirting back, those were definitely quelled by that comment. Carol leaned over the bar on her elbows, maybe a little closer than she should have considering that they just met and she usually liked to play it "cool" in public. But, the whiskey was starting to have the desired effect, and it had been a while for her.

"My hands are all yours anytime. It's probably a bad idea to let you know my room is just upstairs, huh?"

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Evaan | Carol

gold_three
2019-04-26 03:24 am UTC (link)

Evaan shrugged, "It's only a bad idea if you leave the bottle and your hands aren't as nice as they look."

Of course, she'd taken a glance or two at them. Short, clean, no hangnails or anything that could snag or cause discomfort. Just as pretty and perfect as Evaan hoped. Not that she'd planned on possibly going upstairs with her. For as pretty as everyone told her she was, Evaan was generally pretty terrible at flirting or picking anybody she was interested in up. She was either too blunt or too subtle, there really wasn't much of an in-between. Really the whiskey had done most of the heavy lifting in this case, and she'd only gotten blunt at the end when she wanted to be sure they were on the same page.

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Evaan | Carol

cpt_marvel
2019-04-26 03:48 am UTC (link)

That was definitely an open invitation if Carol had ever heard one. Carol's grin grew a few centimeters and her eyes darkened as she glanced back at Peter. She really shouldn't leave him alone with a full bar but at the same time. "Hey Old Man, I'm gonna take a break. Yell if anyone tries to blow up the bar!"

She winked at Carol and grabbed the bottle of whiskey and headed to the other end of the bar, not even looking back to see if Evaan would follow, just stepping towards the wooden door that led to the stairs to her little crappy loft.

She was definitely getting lucky, and Carol told herself it would be fine. What were the odds of anything bad happening while she was away, right?

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