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Rogue ([personal profile] touchofrogue) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2015-12-23 08:18 pm

Deck the Halls (does not mean punch them)

Who: Rogue, Remy, those invited who decided to attend, and they’re probably not rude enough to turn down any passerbys who happen to come by and wish to attend
Broadcast: Nope
Action: In an out of the way room with a few smallish windows on the Iskaulit
When: December 23rd, 5ish-8ish


It was beginning to look a lot like Christmas, or it would have been if they were on an Earth calendar. For their celebration and memory-making, Rogue had selected a middle sized room on the edge with two small windows by which an occasional view of the ice planet below could be seen. There would be very few who would be tempted to steal such a familiar view, however, since Rogue had enlisted Loki’s aid in making Christmas decorations and he provided illusions with alacrity and skill.

Lights are strung about the room, housed in brightly colored glass balls. While at first they simply seem to be glowing ornaments, there is something odd about the flames. A close look will reveal they do not dance formlessly, but rather have the shape of tiny dragons. There are bright, evergreen wreaths with red bows, hung strategically about the place which are actually eternal knots, impossible to solve. In the corner immediately spotted upon entering is an illusion of a gorgeous Christmas tree, with decorations all in gold and sparkling lights at the end of each branch - even the smell of evergreen is mimicked flawlessly. Flanking the tree are two tables, one laden in all kinds of food that Rogue and Remy have cooked up, the other with the label ‘White Elephant presents here.’ Loki has also helped Rogue hook up her music to some sort of an audible projection, and she is initially going to be streaming traditional Christmas Carols done by such greats as Ella Fitzgerald, Norah Jones, and the Trans-Siberian Orchestra.

There are a few comfortable chairs set up along the opposite side of the room as the Christmas tree (just a few, as comfortable chairs are not that easy to find), by an illusion of falling silver leaves that provide a glow of soft light in the area.

The center of the room is free for dancing, or games, or standing about and talking. Remy and Rogue have done their best to make delicious finger foods, appetizers and heartier party fare. There’s delicacies that can be found sourced from the planet, various salted fruits, a small platter of apple slices with a caramel dip, and heartier fare in the way of stews and pastas, the sort of thing that could be put in a cup and eaten standing up. There are desserts as well, spice cookies and peppermint bark and a far too tiny chocolate cake. There is punch - ice strawberry - and Natasha’s gift of vodka, kept carefully separate from the punch, and there’s some leftover wine Loki had magically made more potent for the solstice that Rogue stole in case any of those with suped up metabolisms wanted the pleasure of getting buzzed.

Notably, there is no depiction of mistletoe.
mucked: (☂ 'cause we'll hold each other soon)

peggy carter | brackets also welcome!

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-24 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Peggy arrived fashionably late and wearing a dress bought with own hard-earned credits. Soft velvet, with a fur stole sourced from the planet below. She pitched her appearance somewhere towards elegantly assembled, but stopped just short of glitzed. After all, she remained a product of a more austere time. Conspicuous glamour still made her itch when it wasn't for professional purposes.

But wartime had also made her keen to celebrate and appreciate what gentle moments were granted to those in dark circumstances. Although she possessed plenty of reasons to frown, she did her best to keep her quiet smile from faltering. It was a season for gentleness and peace, and she would reinforce those sentiments as much as possible as she circulated 'round the party.

DRINKS TABLE: Vodka wasn't her first choice of drink. And neither, frankly, was wine. Peggy could be caught ladling punch into a glass and murmuring, conspiratorially: "If we had some gin, you and I could have spiked it by now." Or else, "don't you think you've quite had enough?" if she spotted someone coming back for one too many cups. She samples a little bit of every food on offer -- especially the spice cookies.

MINGLING: Tonight, she was conversational. Any recognizable face was greeted with warm holiday cheer and an offer to step aside and chat one-to-one over a swell of music. And as for dancing...? Well, she didn't go out of her way to ask just anyone to partner her; however, she was certainly obliging whenever someone else asked her. Especially if the current song boasted a peppy beat.

WILDCARD: Bring your own bash!
Edited 2015-12-24 02:02 (UTC)
mucked: (☂ deep asleep)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-24 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
2.

[ a small box wrapped in fabric. it's weighty, and well-packed so not a rattle can be heard if any curious hands attempt to shake it. ]
forsometimenow: (shy)

Jennifer Keller | Open

[personal profile] forsometimenow 2015-12-24 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
[If you prefer brackets, I will match!]

Jennifer wasn't sure what she'd been expecting from the party Remy had invited her to- this part of the galaxy didn't exactly seem to know about Christmas, after all- but it definitely wasn't anything this involved.

Being the wallflower that she was, she wasn't apt to approach people unless they were familiar, despite her telling Beverly and Atroma (and herself, for that matter) that she needed to do better with meeting people. Instead, she examined the decorations with interest, and every now and them someone might catch her swaying to the music a little bit.

If someone was in the mood to chat, she'd talk, of course- about home, about holiday traditions they practiced, anything.
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[personal profile] redactions 2015-12-24 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
3. This gift is carefully wrapped in simple cloth, and makes no sound when you shake it. Jim doesn't quite believe in just giving something that's purely decorative: it's in the shape of an alarm clock, and that's what it is.
forsometimenow: (shy)

[personal profile] forsometimenow 2015-12-24 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Jennifer smiled back, rather shyly.]

Hey... I was just checking out the decorations. They're really impressive.
jamminshield: (excite)

[personal profile] jamminshield 2015-12-24 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
4 [This gift is wrapped in wrapping paper that has cartoon reindeer on it, and tied with a neat bow.

It is in the shape of an elephant.]
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james barnes (au) | ota, brackets or prose

[personal profile] redactions 2015-12-24 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ He shows up early, bundled in clothes strictly a little too much for a supersoldier who doesn't feel the cold, with a few things homemade of his own. The kitchen of the Heron doesn't boast the equipment the Vanquish does (not yet) so he charmed one of the lodge owners and gave him the recipes in return. The people here really like grilled burgers, what can he do about that. ]

[ Jim can otherwise be found near the speakers, humming to Ella Fitzgerald, at the drinks counter eyeing the vodka, or at a nice quiet corner, nursing a glass. ]
Edited 2015-12-24 04:15 (UTC)
geonomy: (☆ cause now i'm shining bright)

[personal profile] geonomy 2015-12-24 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
5. [There's a medium sized blue bag with white stars all over it and white tissue coming out of the top. Trying to shake it won't yield any results, seeing how it's pretty stuffed with tissue paper.]
mucked: (☂ etherized upon a table)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-24 02:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she finds him early on -- almost as though, upon her arrival, she'd taken stock of the other attendees and made a particular note of him. he is a beacon of familiarity in a sea of people who are mostly strangers. ]

Who tipped her off about the music, I wonder? [ her she straightens the skirt of her dress and invites herself to take a seat next to jim. ] Or perhaps Rogue possesses a sort of natural good taste.
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[personal profile] redactions 2015-12-24 02:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The dress isn't the striking red that looks best, but Jim's attention still flicks to it first, he's quick enough not to linger on her curves. Instead, he leans in and kisses the back of her hand in a gesture that's not exaggerated for effect. ]

Might be my fault. We shared iPods pretty early on. She was helpin' me catch up.
mucked: (☂ to steal the jewels)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-24 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ his fault? well, she would applaud him for it if not for the fact that one hand is quite busy being kissed. and who dared suggest that chivalry is dead? peggy nearly rolls her eyes in the gesture's wake, but ultimately decides to preserve it with a smile.

but she'll remain mum on how filthy it sounds to 'share ipods' -- !! ]


Mighty helpful, isn't she? [ peggy quite likes rogue. ] But not overbearingly so.
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[personal profile] redactions 2015-12-24 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A rare, warm smile lights his face. That he's fond of Rogue is no secret, and he's stopped being concerned about about wearing his heart and his wounds on his sleeve. ]

Yeah.
mucked: (☂ it's only natural dear)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-24 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Beautiful, too. [ her expression telegraphs mischief. or, perhaps, delight. because she can read this man's sleeve as well as any other and the holidays are an ideal time to rile up a friend. ] Enough, I dare say, to rival your French dames.
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[personal profile] stickupherforehead 2015-12-24 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
6

[this present kinda looks like an oversized hockey puck. There's no wrapping paper, but it's completely wrapped in ribbon and topped off with an elaborate bow.]
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[personal profile] redactions 2015-12-24 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ? ? ? ]

[ — OH. His ears go faintly pink, and he ducks his head, to laugh. ]

It's Romanoff's job to get me a date, you musclin' in, Carter?
mucked: (Default)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-24 03:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe. [ cheeky, still. ] Would that be such a sin? Perhaps Romanoff and I ought to collaborate a little.
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[personal profile] redactions 2015-12-24 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Perhaps you two oughta worry about my matchmaking talents. Y'see, I hear a certain Captain Rogers is gonna be here.
mucked: (☂ in that detective motion picture)

[personal profile] mucked 2015-12-24 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
You're deflecting, Jim. It's not becoming of you.

[ a well-meaning huff. however, now it's her moment to appear slightly...sheepish. is it so obvious, she wonders, that the effort put into her 'effortless' appearance is indeed targeted towards one individual in particular?

yes, she decies. yes, it is. ]
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[personal profile] redactions 2015-12-24 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, please. I never played fair.

[ It was always gently done, and it's an instinct he no longer holds to be the most natural. ]

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