(mingle) It must be party time

[forethinking]

Who: Ren Amamiya, Wanda Maximoff, you!
When: 12th of September
Where: Good Harbor Beach
Summary: Here's the barbecue log! Eating, playing games, having a bonfire and sleep-over on the beach!
Warnings: Alcohol? Ghost stories?



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Congratulations, you've made it to the Good Harbor Beach September barbecue! With the weather cooling, but still pleasant enough, it's a pleasure to have a hangout involving ADI's residents and those who live at Bonnie's. There are still so many people who don't know one another, and many to strengthen bonds with, so the hours your dearest Wanda and Ren spend cooking and flipping and seasoning are nothing but rewarding! Seeing people enjoying themselves is great and it's motivating for them to keep doing these encounters every now and then.

On the menu, we have:
- Burgers;
- Steaks with jacked potato sides;
- Ribs;
- Zucchini-and-Pecorino fritters;
- Several different salads, including ovcharska;
- Aubergine kebabs with charred onion salsa;
- Salmon yakitori;
- Takoyaki;
- Cupcakes
- Apples and honey;
- Cherry dumplings;
- Sarmale filled with rice;
- Bundevara (pumpkin pie);


For drinks, there's a selection of alcohol, as well as coffee, water, tea, and a variety of sodas. Take in the nice view, jump on the ocean, sink your toes in the sand and enjoy yourselves. There aren't any usable tables, but there are several blankets on the floor for your perusal.

ɪɪ. ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ

With bellies full, now it's when the real fun begins. There are a few decks of cards being passed around, as well as one of their single tables now organized to a beer-pong competition. Individually, games such as Never Have I Ever, as well as Truth or Dare can be seen, and those who wish to use their skills for entertaining are more than welcome to do so.

A little bonding here, a little drunken chatting there, this is your time to shine!

ɪɪɪ. ᴀ ʙᴏɴꜰɪʀᴇ

With those who have a curfew to worry about in mind, a bonfire is lit, and a few tents are set around the beach (may have to be shared). If anyone's got a nice story, now it's the time to share it, or perhaps if anyone can play an instrument, it's about time to break it out of its case. The night will be lively until the early hours of the morning, and of course, mindful of those who couldn't stay up this late.

The next morning, everyone will be properly thanked for their attendance and tupperwares will be distributed with leftovers for those who'd like to take some food home, the beach will be cleaned impeccably and everyone will go their own way, hopefully with smiles and a new sense of unity and connection from the amazing night they've just experienced.

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Aelwyn Abernant | Fantasy High (Threadjacking okay!)

[aelwyn_aberration]

I. Entrance

[This is a complicated dilemma for Aelwyn. On the one hand, this is a party. On the other hand, this is a party full of people she actually wants to have some level of respect for her. So she decides to just wear clothing that she likes and maybe pop a couple of the buttons of her shirt to compensate for the party aspect.

She arrives, a cooler of drinks in toe (that she probably had Ren carry, sorry Ren) and pushes her hair back with a fanciful swish.]

Your saviour has arrived. You'll go thirsty no longer.

[She'll help set up, and generally mingle around at this point so feel free to come bother her.]

II. You're A Funny Little Man

[Aelwyn quickly brings up Never Have I Ever. It's good for gathering information and also for getting drunk. Notably she's a lot more gregarious at this party than she normally is, which is less gregarious and more obnoxiously smug.]

We have such a diverse cast of colourful characters here, we can probably go for something a bit fucking spicier, huh. Hmmm.... Never have I ever robbed anyone! [Then she'll give a sly wink.] Not a cop, I swear.

[Alternatively, give her a dare!]

III. Burning Pile

[Once the party's cooled down a bit and she's at that stage of drunk and tired where she's actually chilled out. She watches the fire with a smile on her face that seems like she's in a genuine good mood.

She reaches forward and twirls her finger a little bit, and a small part of the fire seems to seperate itself from the bonfire and take shape into a train, chugging off into the night before ebaporating.

If you want to approach her about more serious matters, this'll be a good time for it.]

CLOSED TO REN

[aelwyn_aberration]

[Aelwyn opens up the front door to greet her visitor. She's already all dressed up for the party, even though it's still in a few hours. She gives him a bright smile and gestures to the inside of this fairly... empty apartment.]

Come in, come in. I already got started making some of the more basic stuff. [She mixed coke and vodka together.]

[forethinking]

Hey.

(Oh, he remembers her! Ren's eager to start working, perhaps he'll learn a thing or two from her, and who knows, maybe she'll learn something from him as well. Ren folds his sleeves, already looking around for something to do.)

You look nice.

(Ren's not ready yet, oops.)

[aelwyn_aberration]

[Well, first of all you can help her understand how to make a cocktail. She smiles at the compliment.] I always do.

[She leads him to the kitchen, which has a large selection of ingredients. She even has some Magarita mix.]

Did you have anything you wanted to do particularly desperately?

[forethinking]

I myself won't drink, but I worked at a bar once.

(So he takes in the drinks, mentally visualizes what he can do and what he can't with what's before him before he hums.)

You're taste-testing, right?

[aelwyn_aberration]

Oh, no, I meant what did you want to make. You're the bar-keeper here, kiddo, not me.

[She does lift what appears to be an attempt at a Magerita.]

I guess we should. Just to check we haven't screwed up anything majorly.

[forethinking]

I was thinking piñas coladas would be nice.

(He cannot drink, he's a good underage boy who will only do dirt when people aren't looking, so he just takes the margarita to look into.)

How did you make it?

never have i EVER

[ployboy]

[And that's the story of how Tim Drake finds himself seated next to that girl who had called for murder in the ice cream shop.

Of course she's drinking alcohol, and Tim not so subtly raises a brow at the not-a-cop comment. Whodathunk.

But! Friends close, enemies closer, and she's cute too boot. He stares at his soda can, swishes it a little, and looks just the right amount of clueless.] It doesn't count if I stole something back. [He says, knowing full well why he can never board a plane to what seems to be, like, a solid half of Eurasia. He takes a swig before getting a response. Oops.]

[aelwyn_aberration]

[She laughs as he drinks anyway. Hehehe. She wonders if it counts if you manipulate someone else into doing it but you don't actually get the item you just needed it removed. . Probably not.] You know it does, or you wouldn't drink!

Your town now, kiddo. Give me your best shot.

[ployboy]

Oh, that? [Like he's not dyin' on the inside, telling himself he's taking one for the team, unsure of what Team that is or what-the-hell exactly he's attempting to assuage.] That was because I stole something.

[A pencil, he'd say if asked. Tim flashes a grin, daring and dorky and he wishes he could feel it.] Okay, uh.

[Okay, damn, this is, uh. Hard.] Never have I ever gone on a blind date.

[aelwyn_aberration]

Drink. [She raises her drink in Victory.]

I don't date in general. [People have tried but she generally laughs in their face. And Penelope doesn't count because she had a boyfriend, Aelwyn was just... her secret.]

[ployboy]

--really? [That's just surprising and though he won't press (because, let's face it, nobody wants to talk about it) he also just can't rein it in. So:] Good for you.

[Honesty. What a treat. Tim looks back at the fire and thinks, yeah, sure, he can honest.] Your turn.

[aelwyn_aberration]

[Hmmm, she looks at him before coming to a snap decision.] Never have I ever had feelings for a boy.

[She gives a little wink at that. Somewhere between teasing and flirty, which is odd considering the question but she also just kind of sounds like that.]

II

[horrifictie]

Of course you're not. I would know - I *am* a cop!

[ and... he is also taking a drink (of seltzer water) after a beat. he has done robbery, but for good reasons. totally. trust him on this? ]

[ ELECTROCHEMISTRY - Seltzer water. This is a new low for you. She's getting drunk and you're drinking this carbonated garbage water. You used to be *fun*. You should tell her how you stole drugs out of a medicine cabinet, you class act. (No shame though, good call, steal more drugs.) ]

Anyway: never have I ever... [ ok, wait, hold on. the lack of memory for practically his entire life actually makes it very hard to play this game. damn. um- ] Actually you go again, I can't think of anything good.

[aelwyn_aberration]

[She shakes her head, an amused smile on her face.] Oh, for shame, officer. Robbery? We truly can't trust anyone.

[She hums, swirling the drink in her hand.] Never have I ever... been stabbed! [She's been shot though. And they tried to stab her they just missed.]

[horrifictie]

[ PAIN THRESHOLD [Legendary: Success] - You have been stabbed. It was painful. You nearly bled out in the alley, only saved by your partner dragging you to the kineema and driving like a bat out of hell to the station. You don't remember who did it, not anymore. ]

[ he takes a moment and then takes a sip of his drink. ]

Let's face it: being a cop is a very dangerous job. I'm amazed I'm still alive some days.

I think I have one: never have I ever left my home country - before coming here I mean. Coming here doesn't count for the purposes of this response.

[aelwyn_aberration]

Ah, dammit. And I was on a roll. [She takes a long sip.] When I was young, too. My father's a diplomat so.

Hmm... my turn, my turn... [This guy's old right...] Never have I ever been married and/or engaged.

[horrifictie]

[ INLAND EMPIRE [Godly: Impossible] - *How does she know that*!? You're dealing with a mind-reader! That's cheating!
LOGIC [Medium: Success] - It isn't that complicated. You're a middle-aged man. Men around your age are normally married, if not divorced. In this situation, you are neither.
COMPOSURE [Legendary: Success] - Even as your body turns cold in shock, your face remains stoic and unfazed by the question. You tilts the cup and take your sip, a long one. ]

Engaged. Never married.

[ a bitter pill. he drums his fingers on a knee, the next one coming to him fast. ]

Never have I ever been arrested.

[aelwyn_aberration]

[Hmmm. She'd be lying if she didn't say she felt some satisfaction at being so on the money. Engaged but never married... she won't push it, but part of her is curious whether his fiance died or left him at the altar. Tragic either way.

Arrested... Is he trying to play dirty right back? No, he can't have guessed that one.

She raises her drink and sips.] Major diplomatic incident too. Ambassador's daughter and all that. Hmmm...

Never have I ever... [Let's see... cop...] ...been framed for a crime. [Wild guess.]

II

[musicdied]

That is exactly what a cop would say, I think.

[Yelena sounds amused rather than suspicious, though. Perhaps because she doesn't take a drink, and so has no particular reason to worry even if the girl was a cop.

This once, it's true, if only by technicality.]

Never have I ever burned down a building.

[aelwyn_aberration]

[She gives a small giggle in response.] Ah, you've found me out! And after all this effort to stay undercover too.

[Then she asks the question and Aelwyn has to... pause. Ostentatia's house wasn't burned down and really the wreckage of the house was just as much Adaine and her friends as it was Aelwyn and her elementals but well, it probably still counts.

Is a boat a building? They feel close. Very hesitantly she'll bring her drink up to her lips and sip.] It's complicated. Wasn't on purpose. Mostly.

[musicdied]

[Yelena nods gravely. Well, mock-gravely.]

Mostly-accidental arson. I understand. I've heard it's something that happens sometimes.

[aelwyn_aberration]

[Oh, she likes you. She laughs at that, raising a hand to her mouth in mock-offence.]

Mean! It does! It's a common problem for youths everywhere.

[Now her turn uhhh......] Never have I ever... hmmm... been on the run!

[musicdied]

[Yelena considers that for a long moment, then raises her bottle of beer to her lips and takes a long swallow.]

Occupational hazard. And also the best response to a very bad date.

[aelwyn_aberration]

I hear that. My solution of choice usually involves leaving the country. [She raises her own cup in toast.]

Your turn.