8334/So This Is Where Tony Hides The Good Stuff

So This Is Where Tony Hides The Good Stuff
Date of Scene:	15 July 2019
Location:	Den, Avenger's Mansion
Synopsis:	Janet and Wanda catch up on gossip and drink some of Tony's good stuff
Cast of Characters:	Scarlet Witch, Wasp (van Dyne)

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Scarlet Witch has posed:
Wanda Maximoff is in the den by herself. She has put aside her spell tomes, scrolls, and other magical texts that she's been working with off and on for a few weeks now, and is just relaxing. Things have been a bit hectic lately. Much of it good, some of it just stressful. Wanda isn't a big drinker to start with, but it's afternoon and some days a drink just sounds like a good idea.

She moves over to the liquor cabinet, looking over what it is set out, and then opening a cupboard to look inside. "Hrm," she murmurs thoughtfully, before something catches her eye. She reaches to the back of the cabinet and knocks on it, hearing a hollow sound. She waves her fingers and scarlet energy gathers about them, and the wood, sliding it open to reveal a little cubbyhole behind it. "So /this/ is where Tony keeps the good stuff," she comments, looking at the bottle with a smile and pouring herself a glass.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
"Oh, man, you found the secret hiding spot," comes a disappointed voice. Janet heads into the room. She's in a sleek yellow skirtsuit and stylish heels, the sort of thing you aren't really suppoesd to wear to court unless you're a multimillionaire.

"Oh well, I guess it's open now. Time to empty it out and find a new one," she advises Wanda, and squats smoothly (in heels!) to pull out a bottle of fine rum in a crystal decanter.

"I feel like gettin' fucked up," she advises Wanda, seriously. "Been a horrible day. Want some company or should I go drown my sorrows in my room?" she inquires, waggling the slender bottle at her friend.

Scarlet Witch has posed:
Wanda glances up, her face breaking out into a soft smile. "Janet. I probably can't manage more than a glass or two anyway," she says. "Well maybe three or four anyway," she revises, grinning a little more widely as she pours herself a glass then replaces it in the little hidden cubbyhole. "I imagine this glass probably costs more than my weekly salary," she comments, lifting it to inhale the scent.

"Your company is always welcome. My day... week... two weeks really, has been much better, it sounds like. But I'm happy to commiserate. Always," Wanda says, resting a hand over on her friend's shoulder.

On second thought, Wanda retrieves the bottle and brings it over to set within arm's reach of the comfortable chair she selects. She slips out of her shoes and draws her legs up sideways onto the chair with her. she's wearing a pair of simple slacks and a thin cotton top. Though she has gotten much use out of the clothing from Janet, the woman still dresses pretty simply most of the time. Just two nights ago, in fact, Wanda wore Janet's dress to a charity event. Escorted up the red carpet by Coby Ward, who has been getting referred to as this generation's Brad Pitt. The pictures definitely made the paper.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
Janet moves to the other chair of the duo and knee-crawls onto it with a grouchy, some what put-upon expression. She hooks a finger into the loop of her slingbacks above her heels and pushes them off. Only then does she flop against the chair, twisting around to sit in the same position as Wanda.

"Don't worry about the liquor. We factor that into the household budget," Janet tells Wanda. She uncorks the bottle and takes a gulp of her rum, then makes a face. "Uh, blegh. Ok, guess I'm not in /that/ much of a hurry. JARVIS, would you make me some diet coke, on ice?" she requests of the house AI. A trashcan-shaped robot, idling nearby, *beeps* and trundles off to the kitchen.

Janet takes another sip of the rum. "Cheer me up then, sweetie. What's up with you? I haven't like, sat and talked to you since the fourth, I think," she hazards. "Come to think of it, you haven't been around the Mansion much lately."

Scarlet Witch has posed:
Wanda takes a sip of the whiskey, so smooth she practically can't believe it. "Oh. Oh this will be trouble," she says of the beverage that is far too easy to drink for it potency. She gives a faint grin and then rests her head against the soft chairback as she focuses on Janet. "And when I have been about, I've been down in a lab a lot," she says. Though there starts to be a smile that grows across her face as if there's more to it than that.

"I met someone. About two and a half weeks ago. It was unexpected. Completely. I wasn't looking for... anything," Wanda says, shaking her head slowly. The woman from the tiny nation of Transia gets one of those smiles that makes it pretty easy to see the good mood that she is in. After how much she'd been wandering the mansion in a bit of a somber funk, it is quite a noticeable transition.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
"Oooh, someone's got a case of the puppy luuuuuuv," Janet says, drawing the word out and giving Wanda happy, envious look. "Damn, girl, stop blushing, you look like a teenager who made it to third base for the first time." Her tone's a teasing one and there's a little light behind her eyes that wasn't there beforehand.

The robot trundles in with a glass filled with ice and a cold diet coke on the tray next to it. She cracks the soda (mind the nails!) and pours a few drops into the glass. The rest is filled with rum, and a straw's dropped into it as well.

She manuvers the straw to her back teeth and clamps down on it. Fingers curl around the glass and straw alike to hold them steady. "I'm guessing it's no one I know. I haven't seen any of the other team members wandering around with little witchy hexmarks going around their head instead of lil' hearts and roses. You know, like those old cartoons?" she says, with a grin.

Scarlet Witch has posed:
Wanda laughs even as she covers her face. "I know, I've been hopeless in trying to get this smile off of my face," she says, shaking her head even as she beams that beautiful smile. Her cheeks are one of her better features, and they are so accentuated when she smiles.

Wanda takes a sip of the ultra-smooth whiskey, sighing. "You did meet him, but just briefly. I brought him to Steve's birthday celebration. Josh. Golden blond hair and blue eyes." And about 8 or 9 years younger than Wanda from how things appeared at the party.

Perhaps Wanda is expecting Janet's thoughts might run that direction, as she's peeking over at the other woman, watching for her reaction. And the aforementioned color in her cheeks, so light before it was barely noticed, does add just a bit, turning a soft dusky rose color.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
"Oh, rightright," Janet agrees, wagging her chin. "Yeah. He's a cutey," she compliments Wanda. "He looked like he was way into you, from what I rememember. Little on the short and skinny side but sometimes it's nice going after a guy you can kiss while wearing flats."

It's hard to miss the blushing reaction on Wanda's face; Janet grins with a predatory expression and leans forward just as Wanda starts sipping her drink. "Man, first Tony brings Peter around, then you're dating this hot young stud. What is he, like nineteen?" she guesses. "You nasty ol' biddy, you're practically robbing the cradle. Looks like getting some Vitamin D's doing you good though," she murmurs, and makes a lewd gesture with one hand while bobbing her eyebrows with wicked humor at the sometimes repressed Romani witch. "Huh? Huh?"

Scarlet Witch has posed:
Wanda breaks out in embarrassed laughter, covering her face again. She tends to be a fairly gentle soul when it comes to such topics. Though any embarrassment she is showing now isn't enough to stop her from laughing and smiling. "He's not /that/ young," Wanda says, with only a slightly defensive tone. "He's 21. And preparing for medical school. He's going to become a doctor," Wanda says, her voice brimming over with pride.

"He was a student out at Charles Xavier's school. And actually just moved back in recently so he can focus on his studies better," Wanda says. "And he's... rugged enough for me," Wanda says, having to look away as her blush increases in intensity just a bit.

Good thing she has the whiskey. She takes a long sip from it. Unfortunately it's so smooth it's easy to drink and she's already halfway through her glass. "It was really sweet how we met. I was just out for a walk. And stopped in a church. Just... I don't know. I thought I'd sit and think for awhile. And he came in and sat next to me and just... chatted. He recognized me and had the confidence to just come over and talk. Asked me if I was hungry and would like to get something to eat. Invited me to go dancing with him the next night and..." Wanda trails off, giving a happy sigh. "Wow. We've had a few small stumbles. The charity thing I went to, I didn't know who the charity had gotten for my escort until it was too late to tell him. But the the little bumps along the way I think have just made it stronger for us to have overcome."

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
"Mmm," Janet says, sipping her drink. Her eyes narrow a bit at Wanda's explanation. "It's only been two weeks, honey," she objects. "I get nervous when someone says 'small stumbles' when you should mostly still be in the 'Netflix and Chill' stage of a relationship. If you keep stumbling, keep stumbling into bed, that's my advice," she adds. Janet's powered through an alarming amount of rum in short order, and already pouring herself a new drink with a clatter of ice.

She shifts and twists in her seat so she can slouch in it; a heel hooks the edge of the seat and she props a knee up while sitting on her other ankle, and tucks her skirt in modestly around her legs. "I'm prying, I know. Sorry/not sorry," she assures Wanda with a grin. "Sounds like a sweet kid, and hey, you could do worse than marrying a cute doctor," Janet reminds her. "I mean, a medical doctor. Don't marry a PhD, they're absolutely /awful/. Egos up to here." A hand wiggles over her head. "MDs are bad but at least they're focused on helping people."

Scarlet Witch has posed:
Wanda smiles and shakes her head. "Mostly it's been the surroundings that have been the issue. He has an ex-girlfriend who was hoping to reunite. That sort of thing," she says. "The kind of things that could derail this sort of thing. But we worked past them," she says.

Wanda turns on her side more, facing Janet. "He has a confidence that I adore. But not as much ego I don't think. He has had some trouble fitting in. Some, mutant issues. Which I think has kept him more grounded. Though he hasn't let it beat him down as some might."

Wanda takes another sip of the whiskey. Her tone turns a little more serious. "We helped save a girl who had overdosed. The heroin she'd taken, it was magically enhanced. It took the two of us together to save her and get her breathing again." Wanda pauses a moment, thinking of something before shaking her head to clear it and returning to the story. "I had to create a sort of bond between us, so he could direct my power. He is far better at healing than I. And it was hasty work I had to do, and it's lasted longer than it would had I time to be more careful about it. It's just like... echoes of our feelings passing between each other. Having a sense of where he is. I think he's studying right now. He's very calm and the gets that way when he studies," she says. Wanda is smiling, gazing off to the north and almost forgetting where she is. But she remembers and looks to Janet, giving a bashful smile. "It's definitely contributed to our growing closer as quickly as we have," she admits.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
"Ugh. Heroin." Janet shudders and makes a face. "I party pretty hard but I stay away from that shit. I don't even like taking opiate painkillers," she admits. "When I got those burns they dosed me with oxy and quit taking them the second I could. Make me feel all... fuzzy."

"Do you think that could be a double-edge sword, though? The whole, uh, empathic bond you've got going? I can see that backfiring," she warns Wanda. "It's one thing to see a guy getting angry but I worry about one of you losing your temper or getting distracted by someone. It's one thing to catch your boy checking a girl out, but I think I'd be a little piqued if I could, like, hear Steve's thoughs if he did that." She lifts her drink, eyees it. "Well, if he -did- that sort of thing, anyway," she allows.

Scarlet Witch has posed:
Wanda can't help but smile at the comment about Steve. She considers Janet's words for a few moments and then says, "I think it will probably be ok. Not just ok. Good. It isn't telepathy, it isn't our minds that are connected. We can't hear each others thoughts. It's more... I had to connect our... beings. Our centers. Chakras if that helps give the gist, though it wouldn't be the right term either. I can feel echoes of what he's feeling sometimes. The closer together we are, the stronger it is," she says.

Wanda gives a little wave with her glass and says, "I might sense it if he got very attracted to someone, but I doubt someone just walking past would be noticed. And, he has some experience with this. The ex-girlfriend is a telepath to some extent," Wanda says. She shakes her head and says, "It has added something for us. It will fade in time if not renewed, and if we stopped caring for each other it would probably unravel more quickly. Our feelings have been helping it persist."

The Transian woman looks over at Janet. "You've had some rough relationships in your past. I know you take pause about them now?" she says, making it more of a question than a statement at the end.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
"I know, I'm meddling and being overprotective," Janet says to Wanda. It sounds like an apology. Almost. But sincere! If not entirely honest. "After Hank and I divorced, I went through kind of a bad patch. I mean, in hindsight. At the time it was all cocaine and supermodels and rock stars. Experimented with girls while I was doing my MFA thing. At the time I was just trying to live life large. I think I was more just ... I don't know. Afraid of being lonely, but afraid of getting close to anyone again. Y'know?" She seems more trying to talk through her own feelings on the topic than anything else, and shifts and twists in the chair so she's reclined with her legs and shoulders propped by by the arms of the chair. Cutely manicured toenails in bumblebee yellow sport tiny black stripes, making it look like a bumblebee.

Scarlet Witch has posed:
Wanda leans over to pick up the crystal decanter of whiskey, and add another two fingers to her glass. She sets it back down and then settles back into the soft leather of her chair. "I really don't too much relationship experience," Wanda says, despite being four years older than Janet. "I have... I scarce even say dated a little. Dabbled might be a better word for it. And rarely with someone living anything near what I would call a normal life," she says, looking thoughtful as sharing that caused her to look back and evaluate her own past.

"We do have a few years of age difference. And he is still getting used to the fact I'm widely known," Wanda says, and those words have an almost surprised tone. As if she's only starting to realize the level of celebrity that she'd reached as an Avenger. "But, he understands this kind of lifestyle, even if the amount of coverage is new to him. That is what has always worried me. Finding someone who could accept that I'm going to put myself in harms way when it is needed," Wanda says.

She looks back to Janet. "Have you and Hank spoke much, since he...parked out back?"

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
"Only in passing," Janet says, with a shake of her head. She brushes her fingers through her hair; the pixie cut's getting a little shaggy, as if she's growing it out. It's almost log enough she can pull a bang out and examine it, eyes crossing and looking upwards.

It springs back into place when she lets it go. "I say hi. He says hi. I think he's pretty consumed with this Vision thing. And the Sentinels. I'm pretty sure he and Tony are only communicating via passive-aggressive postits, knowing the two of them."

She looks at her drink, moodily. "I don't feel like mediatin' them, neither," she slurs. "My friend got arrested by the Feds today. Some bullshit about insider trading. He's my Chief Financial Officer, the guy's painfully straightlaced. But there's this nonsense from the SEC and now he's gonna get investigated. And that could hurt us a lot 'cause the last thing I need is a full audit from the Feds. /Hundreds/ of lost man hours of productivity," she growls.