MINGLE — NYE & Winn's Birthday PARTY!

[passingthrough]

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!

Comments

[uprightness]

It must have gone nuts around you if you had to defuse the damn thing.

[ if he's engrossed in the tale it's because he doesn't usually get this, the little peeks into her professional life. the files haven't told him that much and either way, it's much more engaging when it comes from her. ]

[mucked]

Luckily, it doesn't soak deep. [ normally, she wouldn't enjoy telling the story. but it's different when it's steve -- these are adventures she wished she could have shared with him while they were happening. ] A brisk shower and a change of clothing does wonders. Even if you've been in proximity to a Nitramene blast.

[ which (one might surmise) she eventually was. ]

[uprightness]

How many of those bombs were there?

[ honestly, the things that keep happening in the world. he'd still take this over loki's dramatics but still. and to think he was once innocent enough to think people would be fed up with wreckage and destruction after the war. ]

[mucked]

Enough to fill the back of a milk truck. [ not the most precise measurement, maybe, but it's a faithful one. peggy tips her glass against her lips and takes a drink -- by now, she's had enough that the accompanying burn is downright pleasant. expected. it barely causes a ripple in her expression. ]

[uprightness]

that's one hell of a blast.

[ to say the least. I've lived a life, she told him once and her long life, he thinks, is a proof of her skill. Honestly, sneaking chemical bombs in handbags and defusing them at home - he's not sure whether to call it entirely reckless or masterfully skillful. ]

After alla that, aren't you bored by all of this?

[ he gestures around them. by comparison, despite many unexpected turns, the life the fleet offers is somewhat more peaceful. ]

[mucked]

Bored? [ a low whistle. she certainly used to get bored. but it's different, now. she's got memories to make (regardless of whether she'll lose them in the end) -- and tonight will be one of them. ] Not exactly. The Fleet offers a different kind of diversion. That's all.

[ and as diversions go, he's quite compelling. all shoulders and boyish smile. peggy gives his elbow a squeeze. ]

[uprightness]

I'd say that again.

[ it's a whole other sort of adventure, the long conversation and the dancing and her hand on his elbow. it's no less exciting and filled with adrenaline than battles. in a way, it's a peace treaty between the man who wanted stability and went into the ice and the man who emerged. it's not home but in many ways, it is exactly that. ]

You know, this is actually my first New Year's party.

[mucked]

Bollocks. [ she gave her head a quick shake, displacing a curl. ] You're telling tales -- how can you have lived in New York City and never gone to see the ball drop?

[ she know she's not lying. sees it, really, behind his eyes. but she makes a show of her disbelief all the same. ]

[uprightness]

It was always too crowded and too cold.

[ and never a wise choice for someone with the laundry list of sicknesses he used to have. Not to mention that the ball drop and New Year's kisses were things to do on a date and he had a severe lack of those, too. ]

Bucky would go and tell me all about it two days later when he sobered up.

[mucked]

Of course he would -- [ and beneath her exasperation there lies a very real pang for the man bucky barnes used to be. peggy never knew him like steve knew him (never expected to) but she wasn't blind to the personalities present in the commandos. never-anyone-mind that he was already different, even then... ]

In that case, I'm honoured to be your first. [ that word choice? it wasn't accidental. she buries her smirk in another drink before adding: ] Kiss, that is. When the calendar clicks over.

[uprightness]

[ he feels the same sort of tug but there is comfort in how aspects of Bucky keep returning; the way he laughs, the way he calls Steve a punk.

He shakes his head at her but not without a quiet oh boy.

This is never going to go away is it. ]

There's still some time 'till then.

[mucked]

And maybe they'll play a decent song between now and then. Something slower. [ but she nods towards his glass. ] If you think you're up to the challenge.

[ she doesn't know how much his coordination will suffer under the weight of so much super-brew. ]

[uprightness]

Slower is fine.

[ for him not to step on her toes, that is. and hold on - ]

Will you be?

[ up to the challenge, that is. ]</small.

[mucked]

[ up to the challenge? absolutely. of course, there's something a little more languid in her movements. the whiskey's burn has melted some of the stiffness out of her posture. there's an angle to her posture -- like leaning, ever so slightly, toward steve. ]

Don't fret about me. I can hold my own.