A Charity Gala to End Whatever Important Thing

[ngm_miscellaneous]

New York City high society had been absolutely buzzing over this April's charity gala by a certain Mr. Tony Stark. It was seen as exclusive, or as exclusive as his 200 person guest list could be. Some invitations were a given, like Tony's daughter Alexa, whereas others came from what the party planners figured as the right people to make the party memorable or talked about.

The charity event was for the charitable arm of Stark Inc., Stark International. Despite being for charity, it was also seen as a good way for businesses to be seen and network.

The event was held at the Hudson in the Library and Private Park space. It would comfortably fit the people into its 2,600 Square Feet.

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[pyroprincess]

"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Aaron." Stephanie gave him her best winning smile. "I've had the pleasure of seeing, and wearing some of your work in the past. It's an honour to finally meet you." And if the stress fell slightly upon the "finally", well, that was just a funny thing about language.

She'd press Brooke later about what adjectives and modifiers she used, linguistically, to describe him. They seemed to have a spark between them, but it didn't seem ... intimate. At least yet.

Re: Library Garden

[light_as_a_rock]

"Ah don't know why you want t'meet him, that's just it."

Eva's fingertips drummed on the bench.

"Daddy is a wealthy man. And one of th' most well known public mutants around. Pardon me if Ah'm just the tiniest bit suspicious of an instant sister poppin' out of the woodpile. Even one with wings."

[hellfire_empath]

Nothing naked had gone on yet.

Brooke hadn't even attempted to kiss the man, though she had strongly considered that option when they were in Paris.

She just...didn't know how to kiss.

Meanwhile, Brooke was all too aware of the waves of pleasure that rolled off of both Stephanie and Marcelo.

She glanced at Danielle, and a short look of guilt flashed over her face. She realized then that her emotions were probably wreaking havoc on her roommate. "Danielle, are you alright?"

[vesper_verde]

Marcelo had a vague feeling there were lots of things going on here he did not quite understand. He stopped himself from asking if Danielle needed fresh air as they were already in the garden. His gut started to tell him this was veering into Stephanie territory.

So, he glanced around and jumped ever so slightly at seeing Ghost Girl No. 2. He thought discretion would be the better part of not staring at a ghost blonde.

"Did you need something to drink, Danielle? I was heading in to replace," he waved his mostly empty glass, "this with something from the bar. I could pick you up a water? Or you could come with and help me keep an ear out for anyone talking futebol."

[avengeriniron]

"Valeria." Tony turned to look at her, giving her an easy smile. These kinds of events weren't his favorite things in the world, but he'd live. "It has been a while. How've you been?"

[frostfurlady]

"I'm all right, thank you," she assures Brooke with a smile as she keeps trying to adjust her shields. "But... some water would be nice, and ...football? Down with the Huns!" This perfectly normal Glasgow Celtic Fan sentiment has a very...Viking vehemence behind it.

[legacy_of_evil]

Norman smiled at Stella and slowly guided her over to Tina. When they finally appeared in front of her, Norman stopped to regard her.

"Christina Frost, is that you?" he asked.

[wateronthebrain]

Frost? Erin picks that up as she tries breaking away from a conversation. Huh. Good to know one of the Frosts is in New York. If her Mother taught her anything it was to at least learn names.

She doesn't want to care. She just wants to get through a family obligation with little fuss.

[encyclopediaofcrime]

Stella just waits for Tina, looking pleasant. She thinks she spots an ambassador's daughter over there, word is she may be a mutant. But that's all just filed away.

[stormy_skrull]

Mary took the box from him, looking at the flower. She grinned. "You're a sweetie, Griff." She leaned over and kissed him.

Re: Library Garden

[iced_cherub]

She bit her lip a little. "Because I need to know it a problem I have is genetic or not. I didn't want to ask Dr. McCoy because well..." She didn't look up. "Because I need to know how to stop it without causing a problem. I don't want to be the person I was made to be."

She looked up at Eva. "Don't worry I don't want to be part of the family unless all of you accept me. I go by the name that I've used all my life." She toyed with her bracelet, her wings folding back up and poof hidden again.

[notmadeofglass]

Well. She'd gone longer than she expected without being recognized. Tina's lips curve into a smile and she looks first at Stella and then at Norman.

"Hello, Norman."

[soulstealingstark]

"Surface parties kind of suck. Unless someone gets crazy and does something nuts at them...when I was a kid I once unleashed a science experiment on a dinner party. That was fun."

[aqua_gambit]

Remi glanced around. He spotted Alexa's father clear on the other side of the library. He leaned closer to her ear.

"Did you bring a science experiment tonight? I won't tell where it came from."

[soulstealingstark]

"I did not. I figured pregnant lady cravings would probably be uproar enough. At some point I'll probably have a fit and demand something strange." She grinned.

[aqua_gambit]

"Huh." He raised an eyebrow. "Hopefully the fit won't be at me. I'd like to observe how high society functions around the Alexa Stark."

He decided the 'the' was one of the important words in that sentence. Though he couldn't stop smirking ever so slightly.

Library Garden 3

[ngm_rogues]

Parties.

Parties were fun. Parties were full of drunk people staggering about their daily, insignificant lives, supposing that they were having so much fun and that they could distract themselves from the nastiness, brutishness and shortness of their lives.

Well.

At first the skinny guy looked almost pitiable, and then one could see the slow trickle of blood out of his nose and the crazy bloodshot look in his eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the elite ... all you bright young things of the oppressing classes ..." He took a glass of champagne from a waiter's hand and bolted it down. "You came here to have a party. Well, be careful what you wish for."

Hopped up on a shocking variety and high dosage of stimulants, he'd stayed up for over a week solid. His power was near its very peak, at a level that demanded the respect he'd been denied in his life. He began using that hideous power, planting images, sensations and emotions into minds.

"Every single one of you has a scorpion inside you that obeys my will. If you so much as think nasty thoughts at me, the scorpion will sting you from the inside. Get it too mad, and it'll come out to say hi to Daddy. Through. You."

He laughed maniacally and started to walk towards the group where Brooke, Stephanie, Alexander and the others were.

[soulstealingstark]

"I think they generally try to kiss my ass the same way they try to kiss my dad's ass."

[aqua_gambit]

"Hmm. I'm familiar with that." Princes got almost the same fawning a king did. Unless it was Krang's cronies, then he got the opposite.

Remi placed a hand on the small of Alexa's back. "Though I hope none of the kissing up is literal. It would not go well for the other person."

He saw a garden and a wall he could chuck them over.

Non-Alcoholic Library 2

[ngm_rogues]

Charlatan had managed to talk his way into this party. He always had a gift for selling himself higher than he was. This party would be a great place for money. All these people with it, ripe for the plucking. Tony Stark throws a party, well, everyone dresses to the nines with precious things to impress the others.

He leaned on his cane and eyed the room. Well, time to start some confusion. Charlatan reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out an ashtray. He casually flicked it toward the floor. It hit with a soft clunk and managed to skid a bit away from Charlatan.

Once the ashtray stopped, it started hissing out thick, black smoke.

[legacy_of_evil]

"You look lovely, of course. How are you doing this evening?" he asked.

"You remember Stella Cicero, my assistant, don't you?"

Norman's phone beeped and he took it out to look at it. He nodded.

"Ladies, I'm sorry but I have to take this. I'll be back ASAP." he said, heading toward the men's room.

Alcoholic Library

[legacy_of_evil]

The sound of a jet engine became audible when he got within a few hundred feet of the building. Few of the guests probably paid it little attention when they heard it.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Many of the guests looked around in confusion, some covering their ears as they heard what could only be described as laughter.

When wall behind the bar exploded, throwing glass and people about the area that finally got everyone's attention.

A monster not seen in New York for many years hovered into the room on his goblin glider as he looked around the room, smiling maniacally.

"All you parasites with more money than brains are a cancer on humanity. I'm here to operate." the Green Goblin said.

And with that, he tossed a pumpkin bomb toward the opposite end of the room, right at the feet of Joe Rogers.

Re: Alcoholic Library

[the_next_avenger]

Joe saw the bomb coming but damn if old school chivalry didn't override his common sense just then.

"Roxanne, get down!" he said, trying to push his girlfriend out of the way of the explosion.

Re: Non-Alcoholic Library 2

[wateronthebrain]

Erin had finally settled into the the party. She just had to mingle for a few hours and put on a good show even if she hated parties.

The smoke threw her right off guard. Who expected a party to get crashed by robbers? Certainly not her. The youngest Avenger at the library is going to be pretty surprised.

"What's going on?"

Re: Alcoholic Library

[soulstealingstark]

At least the party was getting more interesting without it being Alexa's fault. The redhead frowned.

"First, I have more brains than money. Second, cancer isn't always treated by surgery, though you have it about right with a bomb. Seeing as how bombs are chemical and the primary focus of cancer treatment is chemotherapy. BUT YOU ARE STILL AN ASS."

Alexa needed a laser. Maybe she had one in her purse...