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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Library 2

[ngm_miscellaneous]

This half of the library was where the stringed quartet was playing. There was a small dance floor set up, but the space was mostly for mingling.

[avengeriniron]

Carefully skirting the bar, Tony took up a position in the room with the musicians. As a general rule, he didn't particularly enjoy this sort of elbow rubbing, schmoozing. He was good at it, but he didn't have to like it.

He was on his best behavior tonight, making the rounds and drumming up funds for his latest charity venture.

[legacy_of_evil]

Norman Osborn's entrance garnered several stares and many pictures from the paparazzi upon his arrival. They had questions, of course. How did he manage to cure Lupus? What was next for OsCorp?

All he did was smile and walk past them, not feeling inclined to engage in their inane banter or give them fuel for their idle gossip.

He entered the library and went to the bar. A drink wouldn't do anything for him but nursing a drink would make him seem human, wouldn't it?

Yes, he needed to seem human for a bit this evening.

[encyclopediaofcrime]

Stella did the appropriate plus-one things: stay on Norman's arm and smile, mostly. Oh, and look pretty. She could do that.

[wateronthebrain]

Erin is enjoying herself a great deal. She likes the music and is letting some of the women who are old enough to be her grandmothers or dear aunts monopolize her time.

She is happily chatting away with one of them about school because the woman is actually a total sweetheart and Erin doesn't mind the questioning. The younger Avenger would like to get away for a break though.

She looks though the picture of a nice young lady in soft blue dress she had picked out. It wasn't the priciest thing in the room but Erin hadn't been going for a price tag. She wanted something understated so she wouldn't have to stand out.

[notmadeofglass]

Christina Frost hadn't been seen at a society event in a long time, but she hadn't forgotten how they worked. She strolled through, looking around the room to see who all was in attendance. Mercifully her mother was not, which was probably good for all involved, but also because she wouldn't have a chance to complain about Tina's custom-made yellow and silver backless ball gown.

[legacy_of_evil]

Norman was bored with being human after ten minutes. Stella's dress was amazing but he got the distinct impression that this party needed a pick-me-up. Something to liven it up.

Like a molotov cocktail and a few grenades bit of dancing.

"Stella, would you like to dance?" he asked.

[encyclopediaofcrime]

"Mr. Osborn, I would love to," she says cordially, taking his lead onto the floor. She spots a vaguely familiar figure in yellow and silver as the dance begins. "Is that Tina Frost over there? Looks like we're not the only ones who've taken a new turn in our lives; she's been out of this scene a while."

[legacy_of_evil]

Norman looks over and, sure enough, Christina Frost is entering the room in a very nice gown.

"We haven't seen her since Italy, right? Was she seeing someone back then? Stan? Or was it Sven?" Norman asked. He was bad with the names of unimportant people.

He twirled Stella once as the music picked up and smiled.

"Would you like to go and catch up with her?"

[encyclopediaofcrime]

"Jake, Sir," she reminds as she's gracefully whirled. "I doubt it lasted, and I certainly don't see him here. I'd be happy to." She's enjoying the moment on the floor and in his arms, though.

[notmadeofglass]

Tina didn't readily notice Stella or Norman, though an acquantaince of her mother's stopped and said hello. Tina managed to maintain politeness.

[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.

[valeria_richards]

It was rather easy to slip into the party after she given she the invitation at the door. She flashed the pretty smile that had been hidden since. Well... since perhaps Honolulu? Of course that hadn't been for a Gala. That had been for saving a city and culture and... so many other things.

The last time she was at a party was simply her own if she recalled. But there were so many things to remember. But bright smile, turn down a hall and well. Gone. Gone for 20 minutes before suddenly shimmering to the side of one of her father's old comrades and someone who felt just as uncomfortable as she. She knew. MIT types never liked parties without drinking and considering Mr. Stark...

"Good evening, Mr. Stark. Long time no see."

[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?"

Re: Library 2

[iced_cherub]

Bobbi was staying by the wall after slipping away from Brooke, she felt under dressed in the green dress she wore, unused to dressing up as much as she had.

It was a grown up event, but she didn't mind, in her bag she had stuffed a sketchbook and was currently staying out of the way sketching the quartet. She shifted a little uneasily, her wings were hidden with the device she had been given, but she still felt worried about how others would react if they did get exposed. Getting up she tucked the book into her bag, and went to get a soda knowing most of the servers only had alcoholic drinks.

Re: Library 2

[light_as_a_rock]

Eva made her way through the crowd, stopping here and there to chat. This party was great for networking, but really, she was here to relax as much as possible... and drop off a nice fat check from Worthington, of course.

She walked up to the bar. "Ah'd like a mojito, please."

[iced_cherub]

Bobbi frowned a little her drink was a little warm for her taste, even though it had been chilled. She chilled it a little and had to step back to avoid a server, almost bumping into the blond woman who had ordered a drink.

"Sorry," She instantly said almost out of reflex from being in the way at parties back home.

[light_as_a_rock]

Eva looked surprised, then laughed.

"Sorry? You didn't even bump me at all. With this many people milling about, and half of them drunk, there's gonna be quite a few going home wearin' that blueberry mango sage shrimp cocktail sauce."

Eva nodded towards a waiter carrying a tray of said hors d’oeuvres.

"Trust me, the dry cleaners love these parties. There's a good reason black is such a popular color."

She glanced down at her own dress, which was a deep purple... almost the exact shade of the sauce.

[iced_cherub]

"I've noticed, it's a little bigger than the parties I'm used to." She tucked the hair behind her ear. "And still not sure if I like those ones. I like the idea of proving I can be better than a little monster when I need to be."

"And I'd still feel bad spilling something on my dress. It would probably prove to Brooke that I'm just a messy little kid." She sipped at her seven up.

[light_as_a_rock]

"Honey, it's a little bigger than everyone is used to. Even Tony Stark doesn't throw these things every week."

Eva laughed and sipped her drink.

"Although there's a few people around who are pretty much professional party goers." She subtly pointed at a couple pretending to inspect a Grecian vase, who were actually scanning the crowd like a pair of sharks. "See them? Careful, don't let them see you lookin', they might come over, and that'd be a fate worse than fallin' in a swimmin' hole full of cocktail sauce. Sure, they've got that reality show thing, but really? Showin' up at parties is about all they ever do."

[iced_cherub]

"Good point, we'd see more footage of him on celeb clips on the news." She giggled a little at that. Mostly because her parents had argued before that he was on the TV far too much.

She glanced over out of the corner of her eyes. "Oh, I've seen them, they're not that entertaining," She grinned a little though. "I'm Bobbi by the way." She held out her hand hoping it wasn't too cold.

[light_as_a_rock]

"Ah'm Eva. Pleased to meet you."

[iced_cherub]

"You come to a lot of these?" She had to ask, because at least she wasn't treating her like she was underfoot. "I probably won't... but that's only because I came with a friend. Well one of my classmates."

[light_as_a_rock]

"Too many, when Ah'm in town. Oh, sometimes they can be fun, but mostly it's just a whole lot of 'see and be seen'. Emphasis on the 'be seen'. It's kind of an obligation, though. Someone has to represent the family business at these things, and Dad's out at the house in New Mexico, so, Ah'm it."

Eva sipped her drink.

"You go to school here in the city?"

[iced_cherub]

"And here my parents liked me to be present but out of the way... They preferred unseen mostly. Image is important and well a tomboy isn't exactly good for their image."

She shifted her hand sloshing her soda just a little. She shook her head though. "Over in Westchester. I go to a private school there."