3466/The one where the Avengers get a new member

The one where the Avengers get a new member
Date of Scene:	23 December 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Thor, Rogue, Scarlet Witch, Hawkeye (Barton)

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Thor has posed:
    Josie's bar is usually busy on Fridays and today is no expection, but with the added star power of a couple of Avengers, and a potential recruit, a sort of crowd has formed. Thor has been dragged to the bar by the two women and with the hostess catching on to who they are, the trio is given a private booth on top of the bar over looking the whole dining and dancing area below.

    Thor sits on one booth with his heavy frame causing the entire seat to groan under his weight and he holds a menu before his blue eyes. "What do I eat here? What do I drink here? Why is the music so loud down stairs?" The god asks the two younger women.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue hadn't expected to have two prominent members of the Avengers contact her to go out like this... She'd had her meeting with Clint a few days ago and it went pretty well, but she honestly didn't expect to hear back from him.

Rogue had her black wool jacket on and a dark green winter cap on her head holding her wild hair down around her face, she had makeup on and had gotten herself all gussied up, dark eyeliner and red lipstick... they were going to a bar?

Rogue's right gloved hand fumbled with a stack of fake IDs... she drank in bars all the time with those, so she wasn't too concerned.

Rogue followed the two in when they met up and she just looked all around.

"Treatment of the stars, huh?" She asked Thor and ... okay she didn't know who Wanda was.

Scarlet Witch has posed:
Wanda's demeanour is calm and reserved. Since her abrupt arrival in New York not a day past, she's had time to gather herself together and contemplate how she'll proceed. She's not made much headway, other than to calm much of the storm that had her leaving her retreat in Normandy and returning 'home'. And now, this. A night out with Thor, and Rogue.

The blonde with a woman on each arm and wading through the crowd at Josie's like the god he was, so that even she had to smile some when they'd finally made it to their reserved seating.

"You eat what you wish. And drink what you like." She gestures with a hand at the band below. "They like to believe that louder there makes the music more important. Mostly it will damage their eardrums. But it is not so bad here. We will not be so bothered by it." And, indeed, they won't. The music is a pleasantry where they sit. Just loud enough when the beat demands it, and less so when it doesn't. Most often perfect for conversation.

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
Wanda was back. That was enough to get Clint to come out to drink. Okay, come out to drink is usually enough to get him to come out to drink, but among the Avengers, he liked to think of Wanda as a particular friend. Joining around the same time, they'd gone through a lot of the same bumps on the road. Even if Clint had been able to shake his past deeds a little more cleanly than Wanda and Pietro had.

Clint watches the trio enter from by the pool tables, as his opponent counts money onto the table. He smiles at the entrance then, collects the money, giving the guy a twenty off the stack he lost and heading towards the little gathering of Avengers potential or otherwise. "Hey, guys," Clint says plunking down the money he'd won at pool. "First round is on me."

Thor has posed:
    Thor then slams his menu down, his large right hand pressing the menu onto the table causing the whole thing to wobble and then lean in his direction. "I will have meat on the bone and a pitcher of ale!" Thor announces to no one in particular, before he looks down at Clint's hand and the money beneath it. "I always forget about Midgard currency. It is more than a hassle." The blonde avenger says with a shrug of his massive shoulders.

    "Owendottir, this is not the treatment of the stars, it is how people always treat their lord Thor, Odinson. With respect and awe that he and his friends deserve." Yah, he's more than a bit crude and totally the warrior.

Rogue has posed:
Rogue was taking her jacket off and then adjusting her dark green sweater she had on beneath it when she heard Wanda speak of a free first around and the heard Thor's response to her.

she put her jacket over the back of her seat and then tossed her hair back over her shoulders so it would lay down the back of her sweater. "You're a hoot." She said at Thor then with a grin. "Like that... brother'a yours who gave me a cape and then I ain't seen'im since."

Rogue settled back in her chair and then crossed her legs at the knees, she had black slim fit pant son and a pair of black leather boots that went up to her knees.

She waved eagerly at Clint when he arrived. "Heya, and here I thought there was no way in hell you guys would eve'ah call me back." She glanced away from Clint back toward Wanda and Thor.

Scarlet Witch has posed:
Thor's *slamming* of the table gets a shake of head from Wanda. "You will break the table, and then where shall we eat?" She's amused as she says it. Thor is... well, he's Thor. It's much like telling a rock to behave like a tree. Lovely in theory, but utterly useless in practice.

Still, they do keep on trying.

She's dressed not too unlike Rogue, only less with the knee highs and more with the ankle length, and boot cut jeans instead of slim fit pants. Her shirt a shot of colour in an emerald green that leans towards the darker end of that spectrum. Hair loose and down. Her own jacket already neatly across the back of her chair.

"Ah, Hawkeye. You are done with winning the games. Thor would like wings and ale. We do have enough for that? Perhaps a pie?"

Hawkeye (Barton) has posed:
"I hear you there, pal," Clint says about the currency, "I think we can do the pitcher of ale, but I'm not so sure about meat on the bone..." he offers.

Rogue gets a smile then, "Ye of little faith. You did good and we just got to get you voted in, but that's not important right now, what do you want to drink?" he asks.

Wanda's greeting is met with a nod. "Hey, welcome back," he grins before snapping his fingers. "Chicken wings, good call," he glances at the money on the table and throws down a little more. "And yeah, we can do a pie as well," he says scooping up the money, looking at the group. "Chat amoung yourselves I'll be right back with the first round."