[closed] dancing on the wind

[assembles]

Who: Steve Rogers, Thancred Waters, and various
When: June 19 - 25
Where: The Feywilds
What: Assorted Feywilds event stuff!
Warnings: TBD

[ Closed event starters below! PM me / find me on Plurk at demonology if you wanted anything in particular for the event. ]

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[falcony]

[ it's not so much that sam doesn't notice the hand on his shoulder and how it lingers - but rather it feels right, and he kind of doesn't want it to leave, so he just settles where he is. he nods at steve's initial question, glancing around them briefly. ]

No, you're right. Not every day you get to go to a masquerade like this. [ and there's something almost knowing in sam's tone. like yes, he can recognize even now that all of this is insane, that the level of magic playing out around them is beyond anything they could have ever really thought up. but that's kind of been happening to sam since that first knock on his door, so the sparkles in his eyes have sort of worn off.

still, steve is loose, and happy, and there's something inherently contagious about that. something sam can't help but feel, even if he's not nearly as drunk. so he goes with it, loosens his own shoulders just a bit and barks out a laugh at steve's call-out. ]

Man- you're just now getting that? No, we aren't. That's why we have other people to do this sort of stuff for us. Stars and stripes are kinda hard to lose in a crowd. But hey- [ there is a half second of seriousness that washes over sam's face. over-dramatic seriousness. ] You watch yourself about the wings. It's called a theme. [ and then it's gone, and sam's grinning, because yeah yeah. alright. steve got him there. ]

No wonder you look stellar, Hilda's got great taste. But no, I did this all myself this time around. Probably why I stick out like a sore thumb.