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abraxaslogs2023-08-07 09:37 am
[ CLOSED ] a very avengers family dinner.
When: beginning of august
Where: sam's horizon
What: family dinner!
Warnings: will update if/when necessary
THE HOUSE
For those who have attended one of Sam's Get Togethers before, they'll notice a couple of things. First - there are no decorations, no extra work done for it to Be a Party. Instead, the house looks just as it usually would, welcoming and warm, sure, but no extra effort put in. It's late afternoon (no matter what time you've arrived) and it is hot and humid (late summers in the bayou, baby) with a gentle cool breeze to keep it from being insufferable. The only real indication anything is going on would be the fact the front door is wide open, a distant sound of music, and the incredible smell.
A phenomenal smell, thank you very much. Like someone has been cooking for hours. And truth is, it's taken some work to really get it going, but Sam has kind of (irrationally) held onto this belief that half the enjoyment of something is in the act of doing it. Never mind that he could have easily just created a fully finished and beautiful meal with his brain (since this is in the Horizon and all), he is here for the cooking. And the process. And the tiny reminder of home. And that feeling seeps out of the house as you enter it.
The house is clean, all the windows and doors are open (with screens, thank you). Music can be heard from a speaker in the kitchen, and it probably reaches a whole lot further than the tiny little speaker Sam's using should have any right to. But hey- he'll let some magic seep in. The entire domain is open to be explored, from the practice arena out front to the tv and various gaming consoles in the living room, to the porch and dock out back. If you head upstairs, you'll find two locked doors (one is Wanda's room, which will only open up for whoever she wants it to open up for and the other is Sam's). There's a third bedroom that is open and looks a bit empty, and there's a vague feeling that it used to also be someone's (or, really, a couple of someone's) and it is now just a guest room.
In the dining room is a large table that's not yet set (if someone wants to jump in). There's beer in the fridge if you're into that sort of thing, water out of the sink if you're not, and every now and then two birds may slip through either the front or back door as it opens - one a red-shouldered hawk, the other a small black raven. They seem to be playing, and may even interact with you a bit if you want them to. Otherwise, they'll either settle in their own perches in the corners of the living room, or head back outside.
Dinner will be in an hour or so - a wide variety of seafood and cajun dishes. And if you can't find Sam, he's probably in the kitchen. But also, this is a family dinner - go meet the family. Chat. Get to know each other.OOC INFO
- this is a totally open post! I've got a TL below for various scenarios you can find Sam, but otherwise have fun, integrate with the cast because we all know they need it, etc.
- Sam's only Rule is there will be no fighting. You want to duke it out? Take it somewhere else. There will not be warnings or second chances. Don't be an ass. This is his home, respect it, or he'll have your ass thrown out. He's not afraid of squaring up, but you will not be invited back if you cause too many issues. :)
- how you get invited / how you end up here is up to you and whoever else you wanna talk it out with. it's possible you overheard and stumbled in, it's possible someone messaged you directly, whatever works best to Get You There.
- any questions? message me at disarmingly
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[ Not dinner invitations and hero status. Then again, the Guardians have never really advertised themselves as anything but semi-good-guys-for-hire with a penchant for leaving a couple little messes behind. When it suits. 'Cause sometimes it's just unavoidable.
Point is: absolutely not squeaky clean either. ]
But yeah, sure, I guess you're not wrong. And yet you still come to their dinner parties, so I guess you let those bygones be bygones.
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( he's gotten a chance to know the other avengers and yeah, they're not so bad. he doesn't hate them individually though he still isn't sure how he feels about them as a group.
he shrugs. )
You saying you're a fan of them? Were you a fan before you started working with them?
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[ The only things he's a fan of are guns and ships, and interchangeably so.
He pauses. ]
Before I became a short-term Avenger I never even heard of these guys. Space is huge and Earth's just a speck in the galaxy. [ And he wouldn't have heard about Earth if not for Quill either. ] Still important enough for Thanos to pay attention to it though.
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anymore, at least. )
What part of space were you at?
( not that matt would know anything about it but he's curious. he's never really talked to anyone from actual space before. )
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[ It's the Guardians' domain, really, and where they find themselves most often taking on gigs, protecting planets and all of that good guy nonsense. ]
Just a hop, skip, and a freakin' jump over to where your Earth's at.
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( but that's not exactly a surprise. )
What brought you over to Earth? Just needed a change of scenery?
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[ Rocket shrugs, even though Matt can't see him doing so. ]
And then it all turned into a mess. Besides, my friend P— uh, Rocket. Yeah Rocket's from Earth. Great guy, the best, actually. Real stand-up dude.
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( hard not to live in new york and not hear about things like that. hard not to be here in abraxas, around so many avengers, and not hear about thanos and the destruction he'd caused.
he twists his lips because whatever he might think of the avengers, he thinks even less of thanos. )
Rocket? That his real name or a nickname?
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[ Not strictly true, but what does Matt know? ]
My captain. You know, seeing as I'm one of the lowly humies on the team.
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( and he has no reason to not believe him, of course. surely peter wouldn't lie to him. )
Guardians of the Galaxy, huh? Pretty on the nose. No secret what you guys do, is there?
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Well — yeah. Why? Should there be?
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( matt shrugs. )
Just thoughts about the names of the various groups that seem to be out to save the world.
wrap here?
So what does he know, really?
He's got a point though. ]
Yeah, guess it's a bit stupid. But eh — I like the simplicity of it. You know? No nonsense, you get what you ask for.
[ He pushes his chair back a little, thinking about how much food is still left lying about in the kitchen, and along the dinner table. Sam's got a real knack for making stuff taste good. ]
Well, Matthew. Hope to see you again soon. I think I'm gonna grab a little more of this imaginary food before I leave for the night.
good with me!
See you around and hope you settle in all right.
( all without knowing he was talking to a fuzzy creature.
that'll be fun to learn in the future. )