apocalypsehowcomm | (mingle) It must be party time

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.

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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!

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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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[ Kate is watching the waves go in and out. She has a drink in hand. The beaches here are nice. The high tides are outright calm compared to her Earth. But that's bound to happen with only one Moon to effect the tides.

At the tapping, she turns around. Kate is surprised and looks it. She remembers him. And she remembers how she acted. ]

That's very kind of you. Thank you. [ She says being diplomatic. ] But if I'm being honest, my behavior wasn't that much better. I'm sorry for flipping out.

[ She smiles a little and accepts his extended hand. ] I'm Kate. It's nice to meet you, Loki.

And you as well, Kate. [His handshake isn't too tight or too loose; it's purposeful.]

You needn't apologize; you were just scared. I hope the festivities tonight are making up for it?

[ She nods her head and smiles a little. ]

Yes. I am. [ It's nice not having to worry about anything other than the sand in her shoes. What about you? Have you had one of the cupcakes yet? I baked them from scratch.

[ It's a point of pride for her. She likes to bake! She likes to get positive reactions to that. Does it make her shallow? Eh. Maybe. A little. ]

[His brow shoots up in interest. What a pleasant surprise!] I did, in fact, have a cupcake! And it was delicious. Do you bake often?

[Loki appreciates good art, and cooking is an art form. Now, normally, he might not take interest in the chef beyond acknowledging their craft, but at the moment, he feels oddly interested in her hobby... Perhaps he's finally learning how to make friends?

Or maybe it's just the booze.

(p.s. Loki is also shallow, so Kate is in good company!)]

[ She's not an evil baker. The carrot cake cupcakes did not have raisins in them. ]

I'm glad you liked them. I bake as often as I can. I find that it relaxes me. I get into a zone and before I know it I've made five dozen cupcakes. Oops.

[ She smiles. Her head tilting to the side slightly as she regards him. She's glad to talk about her hobby. She baked quite a few things after the circus in order to try and relax. It doesn't always work though which is why she sometimes resorts to liquid relaxation! She takes a small sip of her drink. ]

What about you? What are you into?

[What isn't Loki into? He's not often asked about his interests, so he really takes some time to think. He wants to sound cool. Impressive.]

Music. Theatre. Drinking—in fact, [he says, tossing her a smile,] I find my drinking to be like your baking. I get into a zone, and before I know it, I've had five dozen glasses of wine.

[Seems he's given up trying to not seem too drunk.]

[ Kate is not drunk. She's not yet tipsy. However, she does have a pleasant buzz going on. At least her inhibitions and mouth have been loosened by a couple of drinks already. It turns out that without an advanced healing system, Kate is a lightweight. So when Loki says that's gets into a zone about drinking, Kate bursts out laughing.

It's so dumb. Such a silly thing to say and yet possibly the funniest thing that she's heard since arriving in Gloucester. Thank you, Loki. She needs this laugh. ]

That's a lot of wine.

[ She tries to stop from laughing. ]

I don't know why it's so funny but it is. I'm sorry.

[ Her eyes are mirthful and she finally stops laughing though she may be persuaded to giggle again. ]

[Yes, yes, yes! Her laughter is music to his ears. It hadn't been his intention to make her laugh so hard, but Loki adores the attention. He pretends to be offended when she apologizes for laughing.]

I don't know what you're sorry for—I love a captive audience!

[As if he's not hamming it up enough already, he continues on about his drinking...] See, it takes a lot to make an Asgardian drunk. I was brought up with alcohol. It's in my blood.

I can't stop laughing.

[ It's okay, Loki. By the end of the evening, Kate is going to be absolutely smashed. She will regret it immensely. ]

Wait... You're a what now? Ooh. Loki. You're that Loki? Really?

[It's refreshing to hear his name recognized in a positive light. His good reputation precedes him, for once!]

I am, in fact, "that" Loki! You'd be surprised how many of me there are. What have you heard about me? Only good things, I hope?

[See, he says it like it's a joke, but uhhh. He could really use the W.]

Well. There's considerable debate on my world if the Norse gods were people with Abilities masquerading as gods but a consistent theme is mischievousness with a sometimes lack of other people's feelings.

[ Like dude, you cut Sif's hair. That's not cool. Not cool at all. ]

I'm sure you're much nicer.

[ But for all that she knows, he too could be masquerading as God. Does she care? No. He's made her genuinely laugh for the first time in a long time. ]

(mingle) It must be party time

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