driftfleet | MINGLE — NYE & Winn's Birthday PARTY!

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MINGLE — NYE & Winn's Birthday PARTY!

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Broadcast — Earlier than now for planning
Action: Hotel Corona — Winn's birthday / NYE party!
When: Action — Dec. 31 / New Year's Eve

[Broadcast (open to everyone but Winn)]
At the risk for earning a reputation as a party planner, I have a thing for everyone to attend again. Don't worry, lots of other people are helping pull it together. It's going to be on New Year's Eve, but the real event is the countdown to Winn's birthday which is also on the first. It's going to be in a club we rented out for this in the red shift district. Starts around seven-ish. Ends when you pass out?

It's kind of a surprise maybe? At least the part where it's for his birthday. And if you don't know Winn but you still want to come that's fine too. You can trade a gift for Winn for a free drink at the bar. Otherwise, bring some money. Cake's on us though.

[Birthday/New Year's Party]
[The space is well decorated and so glittered you can probably tell Wrath was part of the team putting this together. Lots of Winn's friends came out to help whether it was getting decorations up, managing food, music, or chipping in to buy out the space and a drink for anyone bringing a gift. Not to mention drinks for the birthday boy all night.

There's a table for presents and another one with a spread of openly available food though the bar has appetizers you can buy too. There's a big cake at one end because of course there is and some punch that didn't start the night spiked at least. There's space for dancing and a karaoke machine set up on a small raised platform for those who want to try their hand at entertainment.

The night really kicks off when Winn walks in and instead of a balloon drop there's a fluffy blue stuffed bear drop. Feel free to take one of those home. There are a lot.

When midnight comes closer some people will file out to one of the observation areas to get a good view of the nebula for the big countdown. Bring your own person to kiss!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ This has to be the most interesting party steve rogers ever attended, if only because it's fascinating to celebrate various New Years as everyone are from different times.

but also, it's winn's birthday which is the really important part of the evening. it feels nice, being able to celebrate birthdays and special events with people he would otherwise never meet.

still, he'll be busier making conversations with those he knows. it seems that as a rule, captain america prefers to stick to the outskirts of such events.

sometime later during the night he'll be watching the karaoke-ing people with an amused sort of cringe. ]

this went more smoothly at Halloween -

[ if only because more people were sober. ]

[ so -- they've been at the party for some time, now. more than a couple drinks have been ingested, and even steve has managed to enjoy his funny little flask of superbrew. the music gets a little better with some whiskey in your system, peggy finds, although she's starting to wish she hadn't worn a dress so ill-conducive to movement. ah, well. it's worth it to see the way he grips his drink and pours himself another sneaky measure from a flask. peggy leans back -- eyes the bartenders -- and offers him a quick ok symbol with her hands to let him know the wait-staff aren't watching. she can't imagine they appreciate someone taking in their own booze. ]

What are the chances of finding a pack of cards? [ she asks -- voice lifted over the bass in the current track. the alcohol has brought a flush to her cheeks and an ease to her posture. tonight, she finds herself rather happy. she feels vibrant. ]

[ It's not quite like the Halloween party. On the one hand, it feels like they made more than a little progress since then. On the other hand, they really had made a lot progress since then which makes the entire thing far more difficult. he doesn't know where she found a dress like that on the fleet, of all places and he's not complaining but he does eye her more than a bit even before they start on the alcohol.

frankly speaking, superbrew is strong even for him. it reminds him a bit of thor's asgardian mead only it's even worse. he has no idea what winn and hank did to create that stuff but one thing is certain - it does work, quickly creating a tingly, over-alert buzz.

it tastes like hell, though. ]

They probably have something 'round here but it might be alien.

[ and a cringe ]

You know, that stuff isn't really acquired taste.

[ it works but it's awfully strong. ]

[ alien cards. well, that wouldn't do. peggy files the desire away in the back of her thoughts. she still intends to track some down -- but perhaps she'll leave it for a later hour. for now, it satisfies her to lean an elbow on the bar and watch him. watch him with interest, even, as he winces. it's a pleasant little surprise. and a far far cry away from that burned out building in france.

peggy crooks her finger -- as though gesturing him closer -- and asks: ] Give us a sip?

[ she's curious. although she suspects he won't comply. ]

Peggy, there's a warning on it for a reason.

[ he points at it, even. it doesn't leave any room for interpretation - a note reading POISON with a little drawing of the infamous skull and crossbones. steve arches an eyebrow and shakes his head. ]

it's really not made for anyone with normal metabolism.

[ she's right, that's a no. ]

A sip can't hurt. Can it?

[ truthfully, it's not all that important. for her, the awful taste would never justify the effect when she could get a more manageable buzz from what she was already drinking. by contrast, what's important is needling steve. she lays a hand on his wrist. ]

Or a sniff. Surely, I can sniff it without passing out.

I'm not really sure that's a risk we should be taking.

[ it's a faux sort of sternness really, and it shows. he's more amused than anything else. still, better keep a watchful eye over that flask. ]

They were very specific about with their warning label.

[ 'poison' and all. ]

[ she curls her fingers under his sleeve's cuff and draws short little lines against his wrist. she's no fool. he isn't going to be coaxed into anything quite so simply. but maybe if he drinks a bit more... ]

Is it working?

[ -- does he feel anything? she grabs at her own glass with her free hand, eyeing him over the rim as she takes another drink of something a little less potent. ]

I'm not really sure that I want to give full credit,

[ it's either the alcohol, the company or the dress or highly likely, a combination of all three. it's more than a little bit distracting, either way. ]

But yeah, it's working.

[ she'll pretend like she hasn't the foggiest what he means when he says full credit. peggy cants her head -- tries to look him in the eye and judge whether she can see inebriation there. a smile tugs at her lips. ]

Good. [ she wants to knock her glass with his and so raises it between them. ] Which means, I think, that you should hurry up and finish your drink. You have an awful lot of catching up to do.

[ it's one of those moments that he would later wish would have lasted for days and days. they've been reclaiming it all for months now, dancing and long conversation at the kitchen table, light flirts and deeper confessions and stolen kisses. this feels like another victory if only because he no longer thinks of what they could have but focuses entirely on this moment here and now, the striking color of her dress and the slight flush sitting prettily over her cheeks. ]

Oh, you think? hold on.

[ he touches two fingers to her wrist. ]

if we're toasting, we might as well do it right.

[ maybe it's the space-whiskey, but the light pressure of his fingers on her wrist nearly steals her breath away. peggy edges a half-step nearer -- back against the bar -- and watches him with the same due care. ]

Okay, I'll bite. [ she pauses. ] How do you propose we do it right?

Well, you gotta toast to something.

[ clinking glasses together just won't do and beside, this is rather easy, isn't it? after all, ]

It's New Year's Eve. I think a toast to a new year is the traditional way to go.

[ just saying. ]

STEVE ROGERS ✮ OTA

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