10606/Auld Lang Syne 2027

Auld Lang Syne 2027
Date of Scene:	01 January 2020
Location:	Times Square, Midtown
Synopsis:	Zatanna and Venom ring in the new year
Cast of Characters:	Venom, Zatanna Zatara

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Venom has posed:
New Year's Eve was always something of an event, and Times Square the heart of it. People would come from all over the Tri-State Area to usher in the New Year in the very heart of New York. As he was alone this New Year, well, as alone as a human bound to a symbiote could be, Venom decided to take in the festivities. He was currently crouched, feet against the glass of a skyscraper, as he watched the goings on below.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
Although she loved being the center of attention, tonight Zatanna wanted to take in the festivities but didn't wanted to be down in the middle of them. Celebrity was a double edged sword. It meant going out to have a fun time often turned into fans trying to get autographs and selfies. Normally? Not a problem. But once in a while, she wasn't up for it. Yet, she didn't want to miss the spectacle that was New York City on New Year's Eve.

There was a brief glowing light near Venom then a blue portal swirled into existence. No threat sensed. Through that portal came a floating figure, sitting as though she was perched on a chair, legs crossed gracefully. She was dressed in a tuxedo jacket with a white bustier beneath and a pair of black slacks. Black pumps with a short heel completed the outfit. "What a lovely view you have up here. I hope you don't mind company?"

Venom has posed:
Venom's eyes blinked, yes, those giant white well, not orbs, but whatever they were could blink. They were especially emotive, and right now he was looking surprised and curious in equal measure. It wasn't every day that a portal materialised this high up, or anywhere in the vicinity of Venom.

"Oh, uh, no, not a problem. Nice outfit." He didn't sense a threat from her, and he was aware of Zatanna. Everyone was. She was a celebrity. He just didnt know her magic was real, and what he saw of that portal would suggest otherwise.

"Where are our mannors. We are Venom." And he offered a hand to her. "Do you... do this often?"

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
"Attend New Year's? Quite often though usually I do a show before it. I just came from Vegas. While they will be celebrating in an hour or so, it just isn't the same as New York City."

If he'd meant teleporting in and floating stories above the city street as though she was sitting on a chair? Nope, that she didn't seem to think was strange.

"Zatanna Zatara. It is a pleasure to meet you, Venom. Love your color choices. Black and white is so classic." And her usual color scheme in most things. She gave a bright smile. "Do you do this often?" she asked in return, motioning to the side of the building he was just...sticking to somehow. "Neat trick."

Venom has posed:
Tiny little hair like things protruded from his feet, invisible to the naked eye, but they were so small that they could pierce the glass, and bear his weight. He was perfectly balanced there, looking comfortable by his body language, though the position would suggest he was some kind of a gymnast... just, he was built more like a body builder, so an extremely flexible body builder.

As the festivities continued down below, Venom smiled to her, and decided to show off a little. His costume changed from what looked like his usual suit, morphing into a tuxedo, complete with a black mask, the kind one might wear to a fancy party, since he wasn't keen on advertising his identity further. With the change complete, he tugged at the cuffs of his sleeves, making sure it looked immacualte. "It really is, and we do, whenever the mood strikes us."

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
"Impressive." Zatanna looked over him a moment, face very expessive as it scrunched up a tiny bit. "You are a very handsome man but I am surprised you're a blond. Not a complaint. Just the other appearance made me suspect you'd be brunette." Then she laughed softly, shaking her head.

"Let me correct that. I didn't suspect you were human at all." Yet she was just fine chatting with him, even when she thought that. "But if I had thought you were, I'd have suspected brunette. It is a nice surprise though."

Venom has posed:
"Thank you Miss Zatanna. You are a beautiful woman, though we are sure that you must hear that often. We actually saw your show once in Atlantic City, and another one in Bludhaven."

Reaching up to run a hand through the hair, "According to Frozen, it's unmanly, but we like our hair just the way it is." He kept referring to himself as we, since the conversation had begun as Venom, and with the mask, they considered him to still be Venom, just more of a Brock-like version that usual.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
"Then I would not be a fan of Frozen. There is nothing unmanly about you." Zatanna's smile is a bit cheeky as she flicks her gaze over him again. "Nor is your hair." It's a belated statement. Obviously she is more distracted by the handsomeness in front of her.

The way he speaks is odd. She's been exposed to a lot of artists. Some have talked about themselves third party. Thus, her next question made sense to her. "Are you an artist by chance? It's that or royalty."

Venom has posed:
"You haven't seen Frozen?" He asks incredulously. An eyebrow also raised, trying to make sense of how a woman of her age had managed to grow up and not see Frozen. But she asked a question of him as well. "No, we are not an artist, nor are we royalty. We... are two beings become one. It's a long story." It actually wasn't that long, but it was certainly complex at least.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
"Oh? So are you possessed?"

Same tone as one would say 'Did you see the Knicks game?'

Apparently possession isn't necessarily a bad thing either. Depends on the demon. Not that she says that. She's just looking at his curiously but then she turns her head away quickly. "You have about twenty seconds so guess I won't ask for the story. Yet."

Venom has posed:
"No, not possessed. The human part of us would have died long ago if not for the other part." It was very matter of factly, as if he was discussing the score of the Knicks game. Though with so little time, he decided to be quiet and just enjoy the moment.

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
The countdown was happening. The ball in Time's Square visible with the flashing lights as it began to move. Ten. Nine. Eight.

Suddenly Zatanna's eyes go wide as she realizes something. She looks around then floats over closer to Venom. Her voice is added to the thousands in the city below. "Three. Two. One! Happy New Year!"

And as soon as that exclamation was out, she turned to throw her arms around Venom's shoulders and planted a serious kiss on his lips.

Venom has posed:
Venom had expected to spend New Year's Eve alone. He had been surprised to find otherwise. The person he had hoped to spend it with was busy working. It was noble of her. And great for the people who got to enjoy it thanks to her.

So when Zatanna planted a serious kiss on his lips, after having talked about how handsome he was, well, it made sense, after a fashion, but he had just met her. It was unexpected. He didn't exactly pull away, but he didn't reciprocate. Mostly he was stunned.

In fact, when their lips separated, the symbiote said, 'how dare you cheat on her like that?' As it had developed a fondness, and in this company, it'd be hard for Eddie to explain he didn't know it was going to happen.

He stammered, "uh, er, wow, that was... unexpected... happy New Year, Miss Zatanna."

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
"I'm sorry if I embarassed you," Zatanna said though her tone was a sorry-not-sorry sort of thing. "It's good luck for a kiss at midnight on New Year's Eve. I don't know about you but I could use all the luck possible so why tempt fate by not kissing? It helped you're cute."

She winked playfully as she floated back to a proper distance again, pulling out a compact and quickly checking her lipstick to make sure it was perfect still. It was and the compact disappeared into her pocket again before she looked back to him. "And just call me Zatanna. Or else I start calling you Mr. Venom," she added with a tsk of her tongue. "Well I appreciate that the non human part of you is helping the human part. It's inspiring. More beings should help each other instead of hating due to differences."

Venom has posed:
"No, didn't embarass us at all. It's just... we like someone, but we've been firmly put into the friend zone. She's working so that others may enjoy their New Year's Eve. People with families. With significant others. And we will appreciate all the luck you can give us, or we can pass on to you. It was nice, and you are truly stunning. But for now at least, our heart lies elsewhere." He gave a shrug, "who can say what the New Year will bring, Zatanna."

Zatanna Zatara has posed:
There is a soft laugh from Zatanna. "It wasn't me asking for your hand in marriage. It was a kiss. But I appreciate your honesty and I will enjoy my own place in the friend zone," Zatanna says with a smile. No bite. No annoyance. He's so cute.

She watches the fireworks going off then glances over to Venom again and giving a nod of her head. "I need to head off. Want to pop down to New Orleans for some time on Bourbon Street before heading back to Vegas for their New Year hits." She opens a portal with a wave of her hand and a few backwards spoken words. "Did you want to come along? As friends? Nothing more."

Venom has posed:
Eddie was a kind and decent guy, who had a lot of bad things happen in his life to drive him to this stage. He was in a weird situation. His moral fibre told him how to act in this situation, even if it was to his detriment. "Well, since you're not asking for our hand in marriage," he chuckled at that, thinking for a brief moment what marriage would be like, "and we'll never get a better frequent flier offer, sure, we'll come with you." Besides, she was a great kisser, though Venom wasn't too sure if there would be more on the way, or not. Something told him there was nothing in the rule book about this situation.