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Pepper Potts ([personal profile] handing) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log2016-02-14 11:04 pm

To touch the rose unfearful is to meet the thorn

Who: Anyone who wants to come!
When: February 14th, Evening/Night
Where: The Gardens
What: A Valentine's Day Party
Warnings: None in general, but please mark your threads if need be.



[Pulling together a shipwide celebration at the last minute isn't exactly the easiest task. Luckily, a number of people Pepper can't thank enough have stepped up, from those assigned to work with her on maintaining and improving morale, to others whom she's never before met. The effort is enough, even with the ship's limited resources, to offer something other than just dining in the mess hall on February 14th.

Anyone who wanders into the gardens will find the area decorated with bright lights, leading towards a central clearing. A banner is there, welcoming everyone to the Moira's valentine's celebration--notably written in what the computer savvy might recognize as "papyrus" font, thanks to the skeleton of the same name aboard the ship. There are also an abundance of flowers courtesy of Steven, grown in careful arrangements around the area to add a romantic touch. Tables and chairs have been set up here, along with a display of small plates provided through the efforts of the ship's head chef, Loki. The offerings are small, not quite the dinner she'd hoped for, but there's a variety of tastes available, both savory and sweet. This display is decorated with clearly handcrafted heart garlands provided by Frisk, who has taken care to include purple hearts as well.

Potentially of greater interest is the makeshift bar nearby, with people like Miles and Drew there to provide alcohol to those of an appropriate age.

At the center of everything is a space cleared for anyone who might want to engage in dancing. There are a few people who have offered to perform live, including Jay and Steven. She's asked for a mix of songs, from slow and sweet to more festive, since an important part of this is to encourage not just couples, but everyone to enjoy themselves. When people aren't singing, music comes through a sound system borrowed from Tony Stark's armor. Pepper's done her best, however, to wrestle away control of the playlist from him (although she did have to compromise and let one or two AC/DC songs slip into the mix.)

The party will last essentially as long as people would like it to; Pepper's got no set timeline herself, although for the sake of her younger staff it definitely won't be an all-nighter. Still, she's going to count on Papyrus and Frisk, as well as Med'an, Lara, and anyone else willing to show up early or stick around late. And throughout it all will be Pepper herself, bustling around to ensure everything goes well--although she does want to spend some time relaxing herself, when she catches the chance.]



{{OOC: Open mingle log for February 14th. Feel free to have your character show up to set-up, for the party itself, and/or to clean up after!}}
hyperkinesia: (So he's building another portal.)

Bruce Banner » open

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-15 11:03 am (UTC)(link)
CLOSED TO TRISH.

He's not really sure why he ends up staying at the mess hall for hours after his shift. Well, actually he does, of course: he's reading up on some books and studying data he's gathered as of late, but the point is, he could do that in his room, or at the Science Department, the library - a number of places that likely would be more comfortable and quiet than here.

Maybe that's exactly why he likes it. The soft background noise of people chatting as they come and go, even if today is particularly quiet. He hasn't figured out why yet.

Not that he bothers thinking about it much. Right now he's a little too engrossed in his reading, back hunched and his face practically buried into the pages of a book, the cup of tea on the table forgotten. He doesn't even realize that the evening shift has come to an end just now.


OPEN.

A party definitely wasn't on Bruce's plans when he woke up this morning. Actually, he didn't even realize what day it was, not until he stepped onto the gardens already after dinner, along with Trish. Of course he figures it out soon enough - or has it pointed out to him, more like -, and almost considers turning around and leaving again. This really isn't the kind of party for him.

Still, he sticks around a little while. He spends some of his time with Trish at first, but eventually he can be found wandering around the place on his own, keeping mostly to the edges of the party, trying a few snacks and a cup of two of some juice while wondering when exactly would it be a good time to leave.
yer_pretty_good: (chief ocelot)

Ocelot / Open!

[personal profile] yer_pretty_good 2016-02-15 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
He arrives later in the evening, since had mess duty this night, but once his job is done, he cleans himself up and heads to the party. Hopefully it'll still be going on. Mostly he just hopes to partake of the bar, but perhaps he'll find some people to talk to. The cowboy isn't even opposed to dancing, if the song is right. He's pretty light on his feet.

Once he walks in, he looks at all the decor, and for something that was thrown together last minute, he thinks the committee did a good job of it. At least it's got the theme going. Valentine's Day is not a holiday he traditionally celebrates. A man in his line of work isn't prone to 'relationships' that go beyond the hours of 10pm - 5am, generally, and a lot of times he doesn't keep company with the same person twice. That's just the life of a military dog and spy, and he's grown accustomed to it. Being on this ship for, what could be long term, may be a real change of pace for him.

After looking around a bit, Ocelot heads for the bar to order a drink. He'll spend most of his time there and appears plenty open to conversation should anyone happen by.
notpatsy: (beautiful lean)

[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-15 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Trish is less mystified by the fact that she keeps stealing little glances outside to see if Bruce is still around. It's quite simple after all, she likes him. He is also pretty attractive so it really doesn't hurt to have that view when attending to kitchen duty.

She is a little amused to find that he is still there when she is done for the evening and prepares to leave, and so she quietly makes her way over to him, trying not to disturb him until the very last moment.

Once she has crept up behind him she gently puts her hands on his shoulders and leans down so her face is closer to his ear.

"You have terrible posture."
hyperkinesia: (And you've been doing what exactly?)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-15 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Bruce likes to think he has a good ear for people approaching him, most times. It's rare that he feels so relaxed that someone can come close without him hearing or feel their presence somehow, though right now it's most likely because he's so engrossed in his reading, he's not even aware that the people are wrapping up with their shifts and leaving the mess hall.

So, when hands rest lightly on his shoulders, followed by a voice right next to his ear, he startles, nearly jumping where he sits, his whole body tensing and his back straightening up as he lets out a strangled noise in surprise.

He turns around, not even sure how he's going to react to the unexpected approach, though he sighs in audible and clear relief when he sees who it is. He smiles, a hand resting over his own chest, practically on instinct.

"Jesus, Trish. Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"
notpatsy: (smile)

[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-15 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
She laughs a little and gives his shoulders a bit of a squeeze, as if urging him to relax again.

"No, that would be bad."

Wouldn't want him to turn all big, green and angry after all. The look on his face just now was highly amusing though.
hyperkinesia: (This is exactly where it all went wrong.)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-15 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes it would. Disastrous, even."

Luckily he has better control than that, and despite the initial scare, he looks pretty much the same as before now, though not quite as distracted and with a slightly better posture too, turned slightly on the chair so he can look at her.

"Did you finish your shift already?"
notpatsy: (beautiful lean)

[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-15 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Already? Bruce, you've been here all evening."

She lets go of his shoulders and sits down next to him, leaning her chin in one hand.

"Waiting for me, huh?"

She knows he wasn't, she's just kidding.
hyperkinesia: (How's he doing?)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-15 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
He lets out a soft sigh, putting a hand over his own eyes and rubbing them a little.

"No, I-- I wasn't, at least. I just lost track of time."

Dropping his hand, he closes the book he was reading, an advanced tome on fusion power, then clears his throat.

"Guess it looks like I was. Well, at this hour, I can only really offer to walk you back to your room?"
notpatsy: (leaning)

[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-15 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"A tip for you: when a beautiful woman thinks you've been waiting around for her, just let her."

She probably shouldn't tease him so much, but it's really hard to resist.

She gets to her feet again with a smile, pleased with the offer of company though she does want to make sure he's not doing it out of some sense of obligation.

"I'm a big girl, I can find my way to my room all on my own if you'd rather just head off to wherever you want to go."
hyperkinesia: (Do you have somewhere for me to work?)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-16 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
He huffs a little at that, shaking his head and raising a shoulder.

"Right. That's my mistake. I was definitely waiting for you."

And yes, he's entirely unaware that he's pretty much just admitted that he thinks she's a beautiful woman. Getting up up too, he grabs the book from the table, taking off his glasses and tucking them into his pocket.

"I wasn't really going anywhere, honestly." A pause before he adds. "We can go for a walk, if you want?"
backsassin: by <user name = sousaphone> (that you'd never been born)

Zam | Open

[personal profile] backsassin 2016-02-16 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
[It’s not a bad party. Maybe not as rowdy as the ones on Coruscant, but impressive given how last minute it had been. Zam still thinks the whole “love” theme is a little tasteless after recent events, but she supposes a few paper hearts won’t hurt anyone.

She sticks to the bar for the first hour or so, more reserved than usual, but after a while, the warm buzz of alcohol coaxes out her more social side and she begins to make rounds striking up conversation with people she knows and maybe a couple she doesn’t. She might even be convinced to dance, should the right partner ask.]
tearmeanewone: (017)

Elizabeth || OTA

[personal profile] tearmeanewone 2016-02-16 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Elizabeth hasn't been to a Valentine's Day party, and she's actually looking forward to it. As far as she's concerned, it's a day for love of any sort, and she has good friends on the Moira. Plus she loves the gardens and dancing, so there's no question about shuttering the library and going.

She's very good at mingling and encouraging people to dance with her, and of course the moment someone she knows shows up, she makes a beeline to say hello.
wedealwithit: (119)

[personal profile] wedealwithit 2016-02-16 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
Danny hadn't helped with the decorations or food because he didn't think he was going to come at all. Now that he was here, he felt somewhat guilty, but not too much since everyone was so friendly about it all. He doesn't talk to many people, keeps to himself for a bit with a drink in hand. Normally Danny would dance, talk to anyone at a party like this, but he was in outer space and it felt off somehow. Like everyone was okay with being here and he hadn't adjusted yet.

When he sees Ocelot, though, he can't help but smile. The cowboy from the bar.

"Hello. Remember me?"

Danny stops by the man's right shoulder, a cautious yet friendly smile curving his mouth.
rraidergirl: (She will never be satisfied)

Lara | Open

[personal profile] rraidergirl 2016-02-16 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
She shows up to help set up, dutifully moving around tables and chairs and in one rather harrowing instant, stacking a chair on top of a chair on top of a table to fix the lights that had been tangled in the thin branches of one of the trees, too far out to safely climb and with no ladder in sight.

She's not especially the partying type, or even in the partying mood, but being around the lights and sounds and up beat music is... nice. As out of step as she feels with everything happening around her, it's pleasant. She'll find a seat out of the way, nurse a drink and people watch, looking calmer than she has of late.
notpatsy: (beautiful lean)

[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-16 08:25 am (UTC)(link)
Trish isn't really making much of it either in all honesty, since it's all just friendly banter.

"Sure, why not!"

She has a feeling it would take her a while to get sleepy anyway, and she isn't sure what she would actually do to occupy her time until that point. It's easy to go a little stir-crazy on a spaceship.

"What are you reading?"

Said mostly to strike up a conversation, she knows she probably won't have a clue what that book is about.
hyperkinesia: (So he's building another portal.)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-16 08:50 am (UTC)(link)
Bruce would know, he has about five different things to occupy his time right now. Thankfully there's the science department now too, which he hopes means he'll be able to get a lot of the kind of work he likes done.

Nodding, he gestures towards the exit, waiting for her to start walking and going alongside her.

"Fusion power," he shows her the cover. "Generation of energy by nuclear fusion. In theory it's what ships like this run on, since it provides efficient long-term acceleration in space without having to carry around a large fuel supply."
notpatsy: (huh?)

[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-16 09:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Fusion... that's the one that's the opposite of what happens in a nuclear plant, right?"

This would be Trish trying to recall high school physics.

"It's what powers the sun?"

And apparently the ship. She gets the mental image of a tiny sun shining somewhere inside the hull, and the picture is equal parts appealing and frightening.
hyperkinesia: (Your work is unparalleled.)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-16 09:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, exactly. In a nuclear reactor you get nuclear fission, in which one nucleus splits into two lighter ones. Nuclear fusion is the process through which two nuclei join to become a heavier one."

He looks almost excited she gets that part-- but then has to suppress a sigh at what she says next. He just smiles instead, more than willing to explain.

"The sun is a power source in itself. It's not fueled by nuclear power, it generates it. Which is why it's such an efficient fuel source in terms of space travel."
notpatsy: (smile)

[personal profile] notpatsy 2016-02-16 10:16 am (UTC)(link)
"That's pretty much what I meant, just phrased it badly. It's..."

She scrunches up her face a little as she tries to remember. She really should have paid more attention to what her tutors were saying back in the day, but she'd been a little busy with the whole child star thing.

"Hydrogen turning into helium, right?"

She shakes her head, chuckling.

"Science wasn't really my thing when I was a kid."

Not that she would have known what her thing really was, since her mother controlled everything.

hyperkinesia: (It's alright.)

[personal profile] hyperkinesia 2016-02-16 01:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Bruce knows not everyone has a deep understanding of these things, so he really shouldn't be so snotty about it - which he isn't, honestly, sometimes he just reacts without thought.

"Yes, that's it exactly."

He nods at that, waving a hand in front of him a little dismissively.

"Don't worry about it. Not everyone knows this stuff, I'm the one being a little snobbish about it. Sorry."
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Niko Bellic

[personal profile] vengeance_driven 2016-02-16 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
☄ Drinking | Open
[Well, what is a party without an asshole ruining it? If this would constitute ruining it. Maybe it makes it better.]

[Niko goes to the bar to grab a bottle of vodka and some shot glasses from whoever is there, goes to find a table, and sits down there.] Alright. I am going to need a person to drink this with. [Because it's been a damn long time since he just got good and drunk and you know what? That's how he wants to celebrate. The good romantic stuff can come later. Right now? Piss poor decisions and good feelings inspired by his favorite drink.]
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Kazuhira Miller

[personal profile] warandpeace 2016-02-16 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
☄ Watching people dance | Open
[The kid singing is cute, and the lady is attractive and has a nice voice. It's just a small little party, but people on a crew having parties? Miller has a soft spot for that. Likes to see the camaraderie. Besides. For a guy that "hates kids", he much prefers seeing them getting to act like kids. The set up shows Pepper gave them that chance, so more respect from Miller for that.]

[He watches the people dance, having another faint reconsideration. Having a left foot would be nice. More than this prosthetic from the calf down. He could get that here.]

[Sort of wishes that he could join them. Even as he is now. He feels a little out of sorts not being able to do that. He figures he's too old to cut loose too much. The music is catchy, and he taps his fingers on his crutch as he watches everyone else.]
yer_pretty_good: (enter the ocelot)

[personal profile] yer_pretty_good 2016-02-17 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Ocelot looks over and smiles right back. "Course I do." Danny was a nice young man to talk to. And interesting, thanks to the things he said about Snake. David was pretty shocked that Ocelot knew his real name. He feels like he owes Danny a drink for that delight, but the drinks are already free.

"Why don't you join me? I'm just milling about here. It's a quiet little party, but it's kinda nice, though this isn't usually a holiday that interests me."
takeitslow: ([Snack])

Peter | Open

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-02-17 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
[He's already had one of everything the chef's had to offer, pacing around the outer corners of the place as he ate. He's eyeing the drinks, wondering just what the age limit is on drinking in space and how much of a fuss it will make if he just steals some while the makeshift bartenders' backs are turned.

He flops down in a chair, so quick he and it nearly tumble over. He doesn't look too concerned and instead grins at whomever is nearby.]


So is this totally like a more awkward high school dance or what? Like, if there had been an open bar at the last Sadie Hawkins, there would have been a fist fight. Definitely someone would have went home crying.
takeitslow: ([Speak])

[personal profile] takeitslow 2016-02-17 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
Clearly, when people are looking calm and relaxed it is time for Peter to intervene.

"You know, I ran in here earlier and saw that stunt with the chair. Ballsy." Peter's sitting across from her after a slight gust of wind, chin in his hands and a grin on his face. "So who are you? What's your name? Why aren't you dancing? Don't girls usually like dancing?"

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