video; @falconwings [locked to the assorted marvel characters]
I know I've told some of you about this already, and maybe other people heard about it from Wanda, but I'm just gonna make this official without sending out engraved invitations. We're gonna have a dinner on April 15th at the Riverview Community Center; I rented a room there so that we'd all have a place to fit. I figure that if we're all gonna end up working together at some point or another, then we'd better get to know each other first - and, let's be real, we all have questions about these parallel universes.
Before you ask, yes, you can bring a guest, just give me a heads up so I know how many people to prepare for. And it's a potluck, so make sure to bring something - buy a dish or make it, whatever you feel most comfortable with. I can't feed all you people and a couple of super-soldiers on what the Perimeter Guard pays, okay?
[Sam grins at the camera. He can't resist the urge to poke a little fun at Steve(s).]
If there's anything I haven't thought of or if you have any special dietary restrictions that aren't eldritch horrors, just let me know.
[ooc: even if Sam hasn't spoken to/met your characters personally, just assume that he's heard about them through the grapevine, because we all know these dang Marvels are a bunch of gossips. also castmates accepted in this app round are more than welcome as well! although the IC date for the dinner is april 15, I'll be posting it this week and forward-dating it.]
Before you ask, yes, you can bring a guest, just give me a heads up so I know how many people to prepare for. And it's a potluck, so make sure to bring something - buy a dish or make it, whatever you feel most comfortable with. I can't feed all you people and a couple of super-soldiers on what the Perimeter Guard pays, okay?
[Sam grins at the camera. He can't resist the urge to poke a little fun at Steve(s).]
If there's anything I haven't thought of or if you have any special dietary restrictions that aren't eldritch horrors, just let me know.
[ooc: even if Sam hasn't spoken to/met your characters personally, just assume that he's heard about them through the grapevine, because we all know these dang Marvels are a bunch of gossips. also castmates accepted in this app round are more than welcome as well! although the IC date for the dinner is april 15, I'll be posting it this week and forward-dating it.]
threadjacks are the best jacks
[He's got a legitimate job here, that actually pays, and he knows where the liquor store is. Man, plan: he's got it all. ]
Wait. Are you even old enough to drink?
[Scott Lang: Law Dog? ]
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I'm twenty-four and can drink you under the table, Scott.
[Probably. She'd bet on herself anyway.]
And anything is fine as long as it's strong and tastes good. What do you usually drink?
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You think so, huh?
[His ego disagrees. Stridently. ]
California's tequila country, mostly. What about you?
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[She could never afford to be picky back in Sokovia. That hasn't changed in the last year or so.]
And yes, I know I could. My liver is young and strong, after all.
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[Keep talking like that and Scott might be falling in love here. Just a little bit.]
...hey, how old do you think I am?!?
[That 'fweeeeeee' sound might be his ego deflating.]
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[And then her small smile spreads into something wider. She gives Scott a little shrug.]
As for your age, I think you are far, far older than I am.
[No, probably late thirties, early forties at most, based on the age of his daughter, but she can't help but tease him because he sounds So Concerned.]
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[Man, where's Luis when you need him, with his incredibly deep knowledge of fine wines?]
[IF he feels any older, he's gonna start creaking. Thanks.]
I don't know, like...sixteen? [All he knows is that when Cassie gets that age, he's going to lose his mind.]
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[Though she'll take this to mean that she's aging well? Either that, or he's a poor judge of age.]
Which means I'll try any of your cocktails if you bring the mixings.
[Because she's legal ok.]
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[Well, it's official: gauging people's ages is NOT a superpower Scott Lang possesses. Not that that's actually a superpower at all. It would be pretty lame, if it was. ]
Oh. Oh, YOU are asking for it, young lady. Because I know....things.
[Ever drunk prison hooch?]
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[Prison hooch would be a serious threat if she knew what was what he had in mind. Prison hooch is disgusting, to say nothing of where it's generally made and fermented.]
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[Shut up--in his head it's hilarious.]
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[It's okay Scott, even with this pseudo-trash talk she's got your back.]