9397/Happy Birthday, Space Avenger!

Happy Birthday, Space Avenger!
Date of Scene:	02 October 2019
Location:	Club Mjolnir, Clinton (Hell's Kitchen), Manhattan
Synopsis:	Asgardian Ale! Traditional dancing! Flying people! More dancing! A birthday party to remember!
Cast of Characters:	Captain Marvel (Danvers), Wasp (van Dyne), Supergirl, Shadowcat, Wonder Woman, Carrie Kelley, Thor, Ivory, Jessica Jones, Captain America, Spawn

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Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
Club Mjölnir has been largely booked out by the Avengers - more specifically by the bureaucratic wing of the organization who handle the day-to-day aspects that aren't beating up monsters and saving the world. Most of the Club's Viking charm remains unobscured, though a few decorations specific to the event have been hung up. As a result, the whole place now gives off the impression that the Northmen in their longships got incredibly lost and somehow ended up in the tropics. Picture a luau arranged by Scandinavians who had heard the concept but not really experienced it themselves. There, that's what it's like.

Carol has foregone her usual Captain Marvel attire for the evening, despite this being a public appearance of sorts. Instead, she's wearing a dark t-shirt with a black-and-white posterized image of her own face and the words 'Wake Up / Kick Ass / Repeat' written over the top and a pair of fitted, faded jeans. About her neck is a floral lei, which seems a little out of place with the rest of the ensemble.

Despite the size of the venue, the guestlist is relatively intimate. The birthday girl apparently had little interest in jamming the place full of bodies, instead it was a case of invitations and plus ones that filtered out through various and sundry channels. She didn't know everyone, but she knew most of them and those that she didn't had been vouched for in some way or another. The party doesn't seem empty so much as it seems lowkey.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
Janet doesn't literally kick the doors in, but when the petite fashionista marches inside the effect might as well be the same. "Carol! What the hell are you doing here so early?" she demands, crossly. "This is your big day-- you're supposed to make a grand entrance, y'know."

Janet shrugs out of an overcoat without an inch of self-consciousness, revealing rather revealing palm leaf skirt and a coconut-shell bra. It doesn't leave a lot to the imagination but is never indecent. Gladiator sanaldsd with a sharp heel give her some height. She's still obligated to stand on tiptoe to hug Carol properly, and shifts a bag from one arm to the other to do so.

Supergirl has posed:
Lowkey parties are /so/ Kara's vibe. And Kara had in front of herself a dilemma - she had a secret identity. So should she go as Supergirl, or put on a pair of glasses and not be recognized at all.

So she elected to go as Supergirl! In spite of the... uhm.

Recent stress around that.

Anyways, Kara floats in at that, showing her invitation to the bouncer, before she steps into the club under foot power, her brightly blue eyes sweeping across the club. She does spy Carol on the other side of the room.

"He~ey~ birthday girl!" says Kara, moving to offer Carol a birthday hug!

And a small box. Of course she'd wait for Janet's huggery to stop before offering her own. "There is a statement that Carol's making like this though," she says. "That things are going to be fun, friendly, and casual and all," she says, offering a box to Carol.

Inside, when Carol should open it sometime in the nebulous future, would be a photograph, it looked like. The sun. Closeup. How the camera survived was anyone's guess, but maybe it was a space camera.

Shadowcat has posed:
The doors open to admit Kitty Pryde and her +1, the red-haired Carrie Kelley. Kitty has bought into the theme, wearing a beach sarong wrap about her hips, her navel and midriff left bare and revealing the gleam of a silver waist chain. Kitty's top is red and large enough to cover her, but far more daring than she'd have worn to the pool at Xavier's.

Kitty has a small wrapped box with her, covered in blue and red foil and with a silver ribbon tied around it. "I have yet to make it here to Mjolnir," Kitty is saying to Carrie, "So I'm extra excited to see the place!"

Once inside, Kitty glances about. The small size of the crowd makes it easy to tell where to go. That, and the floating Kryptonian in costume. "I think that's our party," Kitty says with a faint grin to Carrie. "Wow, I've never seen her before, Supergirl that is," Kitty comments as she begins to make her way over. "Carol knows everybody."

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana's not exactly the 'club going' type, but this is obviously a case where an exception can be made.

She arrives outside via the use of her personal vehicle, a silver sports car of 2028 model. Dressed in a maroon leather jacket, a black top beneath it and black leather slim-fit pants, Diana carries a birthday present wrapped in silvery-blue with a puffy golden bow atop it. Diana's dark hair is tied back into a braided pony tail that falls behind her shoulders with a small length of black rope tying it off and dangling down to the small of her back.

She holds a smile upon her crimson painted lips as she spies familiar faces, offers small waves and proceeds on inside. It doesn't take her long to find out where the presents go though so she moves in that direction while she lets her brown eyes roam over the interior of the club and its luau decor, admiring it great, and finding some amusement in it as well considering the origins of this club and its normal themes.

Carrie Kelley has posed:
Carrie Kelley follows in alongside Kitty looking just as excited to be at a party as she grins broadly letting her gaze sweep over the unfamiliar surroundings. Just like Kitty, she'd fallen into the theme, only with her own twist on it: She wore a pair of bike shorts along with a fitted racerback tanktop that showed off the fact that she'd been developing some muscle on her arms. Must be crossfit, or something. Beneath one arm she had tucked a volleyball which bore a strange red imprint of a hand that had, apparentyl, been drawn on to resemble a vague face...

"Oh, I've run into Superman once or twice," she asides quietly to Kitty with a glance toward the back of the blonde that had been pegged as Supergirl. "He's got a nice smile." Among other things she was most certainly not going to chat about in hearing distance of a relative of his. "You'll have to introduce me to Carol though, I've never had the chance... Oh! Miss Van Dyne is here, too!"

Thor has posed:
Here's the funny part...Asgard doesn't actually have 'islands' per se. It doesn't have 'bathing suits' per se either...Asgard is beyond the need of such things. So even with a club named after his Hammer (which, of course, will now have the genuine article Mjolnir as a centerpiece, because why not?), he's dressed very oddly for an Asgardian God. It's difficult to tell who helped him with his outfit, because seeing Thor in a Hawaiian...shirt? Vest? Whatever, and equally odd to see him wearing white shorts. The flip flops are unheard of on Thor, particularly when he lands outside.

But, the big booming voice does say, "Carol! It is great to be here." Looking down at himself, he seems to 'fit in'...except for the hammer that is somehow attached to a belt that doesn't match the outfit at all. But hey, he can put that down in a spot that seems made to put that particular hammer down in, and then he fits in...much better.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"I was in the Air Force, Jan," Carol says, leaning into the hug, "They teach you punctuality before anything else. I think it'd take an act of will I'm not capable of to be ... fashionably late" She says the last two words with an exaggerated shudder before her lips part into a grin.

"Besides," she gestures towards the arrayed foodstuffs prepared by the venue staff, "Food!"

She can't help but grin broadly as Supergirl floats over, having no clear compunctions about those wearing the S-shield despite recent events. In fact, she seems genuinely delighted to see the Maid of Might. She wraps her up in a big hug, muttering something in her ear before leaning back to speak more audibly.

"I'm glad you made it! Oh! Thank you!" She gratefully accepts the giftbox, tucking it under one arm for the moment as she gestures past the Kryptonian to the door to beckon the new arrivals over. Kitty, Carrie, and Diana all.

The booming voice of the Thunder God is easily noticed, and Carol raises her eyebrows. As he enters she calls out to him, smile still on her face, "Thor, I promised that if you broke anything you'd break it in an interesting way so they could put it on display as 'Genuine Thor Detritus'. Make me proud, big man."

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
Janet claps a theatrical hand to her bare sternum and staggers into Carol. "Oooh, sweet lawd a'mercy, I think I near perished just now," she says, affecting an outrageous Georgian accent.

When Supergirl floats over Janet recovers her aplomb quite quickly and beams a smile up at the Girl of Steel. "Oh you're Supergirl! I love the outfit by the, you wear it so well."

Janet's eyes flicker and she waits for Carol to open the box. When the taller blonde's not looking, Janet digs out a sash and a tiara from her bag and tries to assault Carol with both. "Birthday girl!" Janet sings, and for good measure adds the fancy looking sceptre to the mix.

She half-turns and spots Thor. "Thor! Hi!" she calls, and waves vigorously to get his atteniton. With Supergirl and Carol so near, Janet is obliged to jump up and down once for good measure!

Supergirl has posed:
Of course, Supergirl could hear the talking about her. There was kinda always a general buzz of noise that she picked up, but certain things stuck out and caused her to pay attention. 'Supergirl' was one of them.

'AMG that girl looks like Kara Danvers without glasses' would be her cue to woosh home and get her green contacts or something.

But that wasn't the case here. Turning to look back towards Kitty and the gang coming in, Supergirl brings up her hand to wave it, offering a pearly white smile to the group. And so many new people - and people she had met once or twice, and otherwise. Like Thor! Drifting away from Carol - Kara was biting her lower lip, a bit of a red flush touching her features.

Maybe a bit of embarrassment? Maybe it was Thor? Maybe it was a mystery.

But Kara wasn't going to hog the birthday girl presence, even if she brings up her hand to her lips to kinda giggle at the tiara assault. "Hey party people!"

Is what Kara decides to say, waving to the group at large.

Ivory has posed:
    While many many people got an invite, Ivory didn't. Why? they weren't a big name. Just a tiny name. Just kinda a fan, but at least she had manners. They had brought gifts. Well, one bundle of gifts. And they aren't dressed for hawaii either. Just casual jeans, Jacket with a cat embrodied on the back, scarf and T-shirt. But they are nice at the door, smiling. "Just wanna drop something off for the birthday gal. I mean, back in Highschool, she was kinda an inspiration..." they told the guy at the door, pointing to the wrapped package. "Mind if I just... If she doesn't want me to stay, I am right out again," they ask, then, after getting a nod, slip past.

Wow, all those supers. Was that Supergirl? And THOR? Goddang, that ass... Their eyes wander over the people, finally spotting Carol and steering over to her. "Miss Danvers? I know you don't know me, but I just got to give you this." they say, offering the soft package to her. "I hope I guessed the size right..."

There are some T-Shirts in the package. Classic ones. Shirts that carried the logos of the units Carol once flew with.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde grins back to Carrie and says, "Definitely will introduce you. Come on, let's- Oh that's Diana Prince I think." Kitty looks over at the statuesque brunette who came in just behind them. Kitty flashes her a warm smile before turning back to make the trek over to join Carol and the others.

"Carol, happy birthday," Kitty says to her old friend, moving to give her a tight hug when the moment presents itself. The twenty-one year old grins over to Carol as she passes her the box. "And that would be for the birthday girl," she says. Janet gets a big grin but Kitty does introductions first. "This is my good friend Carrie Kelley. Carrie, this is Carol, and you know Janet already," she says. Then Janet gets a side hug, but a tight one. "I almost went with coconuts," Kitty confesses with a laugh.

Spotting Thor, Kitty flashes a smile over to him and waves a greeting towards him. "I can't even imagine what the rest of your guest list is like," Kitty tells Carol.

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana smiled when Carol motioned everyone closer. She took a moment to pick up a drink from a server who was offering it, a cute little drink in a coconut with a brightly colored straw sticking out. After a taste test, she smiles. "Mmm, pineapple." She states, mostly to herself, with a soft smile before she watches the others stream in to greet the birthday girl.

When she gets a chance, she'll do the same, "Happy birthday, Carol." Diana tells the mighty Captain, she'll offer her a soft hug too before she'll step out of the way to let others speak and do similarly for the Celebrated here today.

The Themysciran Princess steps off to the side and enjoys her Hawaiian flavored drink. At the smile from Kitty, Diana offers one in return and a soft wave with her non-alcoholic-drink-holding-hand.

Thor has posed:
Meanwhile, Thor gets some partyish type stuff going. Upon looking at the party, he decides on one of the classic fares of the Valkyries...which sounds suspiciously like the mortal tune 'Ride of the Valkyries.' After all, is he not surrounded by female warriors? It seems to fit, even if most of them would probably prefer NOT to choose the slain.

And then, having set the music, he booms, "Barkeep! A round of Asgardian ale for all my friends here!" If someone chooses not to drink, Thor doesn't care, he's more than certain the drinks will be snatched up by those that want to.

And now..."We must begin the celebration! Come, Carol, I would have you dance with me today." And he offers his hand, just like that. Just. Like. That.

Carrie Kelley has posed:
Carrie Kelley finds herself swept up into the party, intimate as it may be, when Kitty brings her over to introduce to Carol. There was so much going on though she finds her attention shifting constantly. When Diana is pointed out she flashes a broad grin toward the woman she'd encountered only a time or two at some charity event or another with a polite nod, "Hello," she greets before Kitty is introducing her to Carol as well.

"Happy birthday. It's great to meet you, I've heard a lot about you." And most of the others here, though she is managing her best not to turn fangirly at least. "I wasn't really sure what to get you so if you'll accept I'll just buy everyone a round," she offers with a sheepish grin. Of course it would be on her credit card. The Wayne one. That she doesn't use much so he could suck it up.

When Ivy comes over to give Carol the bag of presents she steps to the side to ensure she's not in the way of everyone meeting everyone else. Besides that it seemed Thor was swooping in to dance. "Dang there's a gift alright," she mutters as her gaze sweeps over him. Ahem.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
"Carrie! It's so nice to see you again," Janet assures the girl, and flashes a dazzling smile at her. "I'm you were able to make it."

As Carrie steps away to greet Carol, Janet embraces Kitty with warm affection. "Imagine wearing the same basic bitch hawaiian outfit as I did. I'd look absolutely ridiculous, everyone would be staring at you," Janet compliments Kitty. "Glad you got out of school for the day," she tells the younger woman.

Diana slips past-- Janet's green eyees grow a little flinty as she looks to the back of Diana's head. But no one would notice a flicker in her Perfectly Polite expression unless they were observing her keenly.

Supergirl has posed:
"That's okay, Thor," says Supergirl, holding up her hand to kinda hold out to him. She'd be kinda against drinking even in the best of times, but in her SuperSuit, well.

Getting lit seems like it would be a bad idea.

So many people here. Wonder Woman! "With the robot people!" Kara blurts out before she points to her. She kinda purses her lips though, vaguely uncomfortable as she recovers from that strange flushing. What she /does/ get from the bar, though?

Some skewers with pineapple and pork on them. And a big glass of water. It was about that time that Thor offers the dance. And Kara starts to drift near Carrie, of all the people in the room, eyes on the pair as she says to Carrie, "Hi! I'm Supergirl," she says to her.

"Full time. I don't have a secret identity at all!" she says to the batperson. "I don't know if we've met."

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
Carol gives Supergirl's hand a squeeze as she drifts away, then turns her attention back to Janet just in time to be 'assaulted' with birthday paraphernalia. She makes a mock struggle of it, but in the end, she is be-sashed and en-tiara'd. She lifts a hand to settle the little crown on her head, blue eyes rolling up slightly to try and look at it even though it's impossible. The scepter is tucked under her other arm.

"If you have a shrunk-down throne hidden in that bag," she warns Janet with a grin, "I'm taking off. I'm not ready for my benevolent reign over Earth to begin, yet."

She leans in to hug Diana when she offers, resting her one free hand on her shoulder: "I'm glad you made it. You're going to need to tell me how you deal with all this regalia stuff. Here I was thinking royalty had it easy."

Carol accepts the new gifts happily, though now she looks to be carrying quite a few of them. The weight isn't the issue so much as the awkwardness of many boxes and a scepter on top. She edges slowly to the side, setting them down on an empty table. The opening will have to wait.

"Hi," she greets Kitty, turning to Carrie when the latter is introduced, "Nice to meet you, Carrie - and that sounds like a great gift, so don't sweat it. Oh, wait, here."

Carol is reaching over to her bag for something when Ivory arrives, and her brows momentarily raise. But she smiles gratefully when the gift is offered, taking it gladly and setting it on the table before she returns to sifting through her bag. Finally, she produces a couple of metal pins in the shape of the star that decorates the front of her Captain Marvel suit. She hands one to Carrie, and the other to Ivory.

"Marketing - can you believe we have a marketing department? - gave me these to hand out as party favors. I am become merchandise."

Turning to see Thor's offered hand, she gives the gathered guests an apologetic smile and takes it. It would, after all, be rude to refuse a dance with the Thunder God himself.

"No Gangnam Style," she warns him.

Carrie Kelley has posed:
Carrie Kelley grins warmly at the greeting from Janet as she gives the other woman a wave with her free hand. "Janet! Good to see you!" She'd have to catch up at some point of course. Seeing another familiar face besides just Kitty does put her more at ease in this situation at least. Then she's bestowed a pin from Carol which earns a quick laugh of amusement that she quickly stifles. "At least it's not action figures? ... It's *not* action figues, is it?" Oh my that would be awkward.

When Supergirl comes up and introduces herself she grins toward the taller blonde easily. "I'm Carrie Kelley," she greets before her lips twist into an amused grin. "I don't have a secret identity either," she assures with a solemn nod. "I'm a friend of Kitty's." Juggling the volleyball beneath her arm she adds, "And this is Wilson."

Thor has posed:
"Gangam...style?" Thor appears to have never heard of the idea. It's one of those things where Tony (probably) would have to show him what it is and how to do it before he even understood the point. However! The type of dancing he does?

The type of dancing they have on Asgard looks somewhere between classical ballroom and a martial arts kata. They are a people of a long forgotten age, but they are also very much a warrior type of people, so it almost looks like they're fighting invisible bad guys while enjoying themselves. Thor has experience enough to make even someone not used to this style look good. 1000+ years of practice will do that. Still, it's a very high energy form of dancing!

Also noted is that he can somehow swoop up a mug of ale and down it without even missing a beat. He must've practiced that a lot too!

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana would simply offer Carol a grin in return and a little lifting of her dark eyebrows. "Do not even get me started on such a subject..." She teases before she steps out of the way to let the others speak to the good Captain. As she passes by Janet she offers the fashionista a big smile. "Oh, Janet, it is so good to see you." A quick glance left and right. "No Steve? That is a shame." She adds before she's distracted by a delivery of Asgardian ale being brought to her, which she exchanges (reluctantly) with her coconut beverage. A big mug of Asgardian booze, oh dear.

Diana holds the mug between both of her hands, raises it up for a testing sip and then notes Kara. After lowering the mug she raises her right hand up and offers a soft wave to the Kryptonian girl, along with a slight grin.

"So many faces here..." Diana then states softly, mostly to herself as she scans over the crowd of lovely people.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde grins back to Janet. "Everyone was jealous of my tan," Kitty says of the nicely tanned skin she's displaying in her current attire, which was acquired while cruising on the Beesting. "We may have to make that trip every few weeks. Or, well, tanning salons are not nearly as much fun," she jokes.

Kitty turns and sees the floating Kryptonian. Kara, Diana, and anyone else with super hearing might catch Kitty murmur sotto voce, "Lockheed's going to be so jealous. He loves her." In a more normal tone of voice, Kitty offers a greeting to Kara. "Hello, Supergirl, really big fan," she offers. "I'm Kitty Pryde," she offers, along with her hand for Kara to shake if she likes.

Kitty looks over toward Diana Prince again for a moment. "Wow, it was a really good replica," those with super hearing might again hear her say to herself as she regards Wonder Woman.

Ivory has posed:
    Ivory chuckles as she takes the lapel pin and turns it in her hand, then lifts it to their ear. "Could make a nice earring, don't you think? Oh, Ivory by the way. Ivory Valentine," they introduced themseves. A moment later, they mount the pin to the jacket, watch over the assorted heroes and then shrug. So many, so why not?

Brushing through their hair, a moment later feline ears peek out from it, and with another chuckle they smile. "Dang, has been a while since I had those out.

Supergirl has posed:
"Alpha Flight can't use the House of El sigil on coffee mugs!" calls Kara to Carol, as those metal pins are produced.

"Well, I guess people already are, but... it'd be weird," she says, thoughtfully, chewing on her food and sipping her water.

"Carrie Kelley, that's great!" she says. "And is Kitty a friend of Carol's, or do you know Carol straight up?" she says, grinning.

Moreso when she looks down to Wilson.

"Oh, I liked that movie! It's a good one!" she enthuses, flashing a smile to Carrie.

"Now I think I shoulda dressed up. Everyone looks so festive," she says. Thoughtful.

And Kara reaches down to kinda roll up the bottom part of her top, to expose her bellybutton. It was... well. At least it /kinda/ made her look more islandy.

The boots and things probably didn't help though.

To Kitty, she grins. And does shake the hand! It was a Super Shake. (Not really it was gentle). "Hee~eey," she says to Kitty. "I'm Supergirl. Nice to meet you both. I'm bad at costumes. But I'm so going to dress as something for Halloween, maybe."

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
Janet's brows rise momentarily at Diana's greetings and the Perfectly Polite smile returns. She reaches for a passing waiter with a tall flute of the ale being served. It's plucked up in her right hands, and then held carefull around her centerline.

Her Perfectly Polite smile gets brittle for a moment. "We're not quite joined at the hip," she informs Diana. "But barring an emergency, I'm sure he'll be along presently. If you'll excuse me?"

Janet flashes a dazzling grin at Diana and saunters off a few paces to stand near the edge of the dance floor, regal as... well, as a princess.

"Thor, I'm not dancing with you if you're going to throw me around like that!" Her voice raises sharply in volume, bearing amusement. "I don't need a dislocated collar bone!"

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"Then take another one," Carol calls back to Ivory as she is pulled away to the dancefloor, "There's plenty in the bag! Make earrings!" Her eyebrows raise and her mouth opens in a wordless mask of 'what the heck?' as those cat ears appear. But now she's dancing, apparently, and there's no time to think about that.

She can only smile at Supergirl and the warning about the S-shield, lifting both hands up in an exaggerated shrug that suggests 'I can't promise that!'

Carol took Tae Bo at some point - or at least, she has memories of taking Tae Bo even if that muscle memory link was destroyed in San Francisco all those years ago. Regardless, she can conjure up enough of it to join Thor in his dance. Punching and kneeing at the air, with a little bit of that Asgardian flair she's picking up from the Thunder God. She may not be winning any prizes, but she's no slouch and at least she's having a good time!

"I'll show you later," she promises Thor on the subject of Korean viral video sensations, "It was a big hit back when I was in high school."

When a mug of that Asgardian Ale comes her way, she only lifts a hand and shakes her head. As the dance goes on, she slowly works her way off the floor and out of the limelight if only for a little while.

Thor has posed:
When the dance finishes, Thor only grins, and says, "Alas, Carol, you have but one more duty. On Asgard, the valkyries choose the slain. You, however, need only choose who gets to dance next. Choose whoever you would like!" So she gets to choose who will be 'slain' by his energetic dancing style.

When Janet comments, he just says, "Fear not, Janet. I can tone it down when needed. No harm shall come to you while you dance with me." He appears to have taken that seriously, whether she was actually worried about it or not.

Carrie Kelley has posed:
Carrie Kelley looks just a little embarassed when the movie reference is picked up about Wilson. Of course, she rather hoped someone would, but at the same time it was an old movie. "I'm big into old movies, and plays," she explains with a shrug. "And not much for wearing fruit on my body so I figured it was a good 'islandy' theme. If you ever want help on costumes, though, I'm good at those! I work with my college's theater troupe," she explains as she turns her attention to watch those on the dancefloor with a wince of sympathy.

"Oh, I've known Kitty for ages now, just met Carol though. I know Janet, too," she explains even as she glances around for that very same woman to spy her looking just a bit grumpy. Hm.

Jessica Jones has posed:
You know who really doesn't like parties? Jessica Freakin' Jones, that's who. So it's quite a sign of just how much respect she has for Carol Danvers, when she goes out of her way to actually attend a party. Maybe the fact Carol picked Club Mjolnir as a venue helped, because they do serve one of the only things that will actually get Jessica drunk, and has on occasions knocked her out.

To expect party wear, however, is far too much. Jess is what is essentially her uniform, a grey infinity scarf, black hoodie, black leather jacket with diagonal zipper, fingerless gloves also in black, distressed skinny jeans, and black boots. Yeah, no party wear here. It's lucky she's even on Carol's guest list or she might have not been allowed in.

But as she comes in the door, Jessica just kinda/sorta picks up someone mentioning dancing, as she keeps by the door, hesitating to go further inside. In her mind, shouting 'Happy Birthday Carol' and turning around to flee is starting to sound like a terrific idea.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde gets one of the glasses when the Asgardian ale comes around. She passes one to Carrie if the redhead wants one, but comments, "This is probably WAY strong," while she gets herself another, and sees if Supergirl would like one.

Kitty tells Supergirl, "I doubt anyone will think anything of it. You look awesome as you are." Kitty gives a little nod then and says, "Carol's an old friend, known her... wow, what six or seven years now I guess." The brunette looks over towards the dance floor, laughing warmly as she sees the dancing going on. "Now that is a dance I've never seen before," she comments to Carrie, motioning that way.

Kitty glances over to Janet, seeing the woman looking a bit less exuberant than normal, but Kitty waits to check on her friend, turning back to Carrie and Kara. "First time in Mjolnir. It's everything I expected, I'd say," Kitty says.

Ivory has posed:
    Ivory smiles after Carol, taking a pair of pins to turn into earrings later before starting to turn, moving towards the edge of the crowd. Were they meant to leave or not? Well, they took the chance to watch for a little, those cat ears poking from the white hair swiveling to follow close conversations a little. Silent watching for the moment.

Supergirl has posed:
There was a small woosh of air, Kara's cape fluttering in the wind as she appears to not move from Carrie's side.

But still. Somehow, there was a magic fresh skewer of pineapple and pork in her hand that she was gnoshing on. "It was a good party! But if you just met Carol..." Kara says, kinda pursing her lips as she looks beyond Carrie to Kitty. "You wanna go over and talk to her? She's /super/ friendly. Or... marvelously friendly, I can't quite figure out which." she says.

"Although salute her and call her captain. She loves that," she says, a glance going across the room towards Carol at that.

"Although if you know her, Kitty, kyou know that, already," she says. "Good to meet you two though!" she chirps, gnoshing some more on the skewer as she starts to step towards Carol at that. Ivory's wallflowerness draws the eye, and Supergirl lifts her hand to wave to her.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
As the dance ends, Carol nods her head at Thor's request she pick his next dancing partner. Her eyes drift around the room, alighting upon more than a few attendees who would quite very much leap at the opportunity. That's when she spots Jess - a broad, conspiratorial smile appearing on her features.

"Well," she announces, clearing her throat loudly enough to be heard over the music, "I guess I have to pick the irrepressible Jessica Jones."

Not trusting Jess to report to the dancefloor on her own recognizance, Carol momentarily lifts from the floor to hurtle through the air above the gathered party goers. Landing alongside Jess, she only wraps her arms around her in a big, friendly hug.

"You came," she says, giving her a genuine smile, "Thank you."

But then - friendship betrayed! She's trying to carry her towards the dancefloor and the awaiting Thor.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
Janet abruptly lifts into the air with a buzzing of wings and flies across the dance floor, a few feet overhead. Three feet up she abruptly returns to full size and aims herself at Thor's chest to be caught.

Janet trusts Thor to catch her, though, and hangs around his neck in a hug. "My turn! But don't step on me!" Janet adjusts her skirt and glances behind her. In the space of a few seconds, shes gone to being two inches shorter than Thor. Apparently her clothing was designed with this in mind, fortunately. "Just a quick turn around the floor, Carol's bringing someone over who needs to dance with you," Janet says into Thor's ear, and pats his arm in an appeal for help.

Captain America has posed:
Better late than never! The motorcycle peels up outside Club Mjolnir and Steve kills the engine even as he's dismounting. With a small parcel tucked under the arm of his leather jacket, the Captain cuts quite a sight --

-- given he apparently rode over to the party in board shorts and sandals astride the sleek and glossy Harley. He enters with a speed he checks just as soon as he's fully visible. Dimples show. The little present is stashed away with any others and after shucking his coat to reveal a fitted t-shirt dusk-blue in color with a stylized setting sun upon it, the Captain wanders over to the edge of the dance floor.

In a twist of decorum, he puts two fingers under his tongue and //wolf-whistles// towards Janet before grinning. Carol isn't hard to spot given she's airborn and Steve lifts a hand at her. "Nice theme, Carol!" he calls out over the music. "Made for a chilly ride over!"

Carrie Kelley has posed:
Woosh. There might not be visible movement, but there's that little momentary displacement of air that causes Carrie's ear to pop earning a strange expression from her. It fades though once she peices together what happened due to the fresh skewer of food Kara is noshing on. Ah. Kitty's offer of the drink is take though she just takes a little sip from the edge to taste it as opposed to out and out drink. "You know I'm not old enough yet, Kitty," she states *after* the taste. "And I do think this would probably knock me on my butt too. Woah."

Kara's suggestion she go talk is met with a grin. "Nah, she looks like she's having fun dancing for now. Plus everyone needs a chance to wish her a happy birthday, too. I can always talk to her a bit more later in the evening. Besides," her hand lifts to gesture in the direction of Carol and Jess. "Looks like she's about to subject someone else to Thor's dancing."

Ivory has posed:
    Ivory lifts the hand to answer the wave back to Supergirl, those ears focussing on Kara for the time her eyes stayed at her unblinkingly. There's a smile on their lips before she slowly approaches, carefully offering a hand. "Ivory Valentine. I presume you must be Supergirl?"

Thor has posed:
Thor now has Janet appearing, and sure enough, it is toned down for her. Just a little bit. And no harm came to her. She violated the 'rules' of the choosing a little bit, but this is a fun party, and he's not really much on enforcing rules so long as everyone's having fun. Which appears to be the case. But...Carol's bringing someone else over. An old drinking buddy of his, as it turns out.

"Ah, yes, Jessica, you missed the rules. After you dance, you must choose the next to dance." So, since Janet only took one turn of it, he then extends a hand to Jessica and waits.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde takes a little sip of the Asgardian ale, also being cautious about the drinks. As Carrie mentions her drinking age, Kitty quips, "I'm pretty sure this counts as Asgard, doesn't it? So we'd probably have to go by their customs on it," she proposes, flashing a smile over to the other young woman.

Kara's rapid food run causes the little rush of wind to go past, and Kitty breaks out in soft laughter. "Oh wow. I haven't seen anyone do that but Pietro," she says to Supergirl.

The whistle by Steve draws Kitty's attention over to the new arrival. She grins at the sight of him. "Ooo, I hope we get to Steve and Janet dance," she comments. Kitty glances back around and sees Diana Prince nearby. "Hello, Miss Prince? Just wanted to say hello. Kitty Pryde. An old friend of Carol's," she says, offering her hand.

Jessica Jones has posed:
The last thing Jessica expected to hear while weighing whether she should leave without delay, is Carol's announcement that she's somehow been picked for something. "Oh fuck this," Jessica snaps and turns to leave, decision made with that announcement. Unfortunately for Jess, Carol does know her well, and she is faster. Before Jessica can make her quick escape, Carol is there for hugs. Arresting hugs that prevent Jessica from leaving, as she stammers, "I did. And I regret it so very much. What is it you just volunteered me to?" Jessica groans, as she's trying to struggle to little avail, and winds up carries by Carol towards the dance floor, "...you're so lucky it's your fucking birthday, Carol...happy birthday by the way, your gift is me not suckerpunching you right now..."

When they close in on the dancing floor, and the very easy to spot Thor, Jessica's eyes open wide. Very wide. "Thor...?" she starts, but before she can get another word edge wise, Thor explains what she's been choosen for. "Oh, no no no! Absolutely no! I don't dance, ok? I'm not a dancer, I'm Jessica Jones, P.I., not Jessica Jones dancing with the stars...or well, gods..."

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana is enjoying her mug of Asgardian ale when Kitty approaches and she returns the offered hand with an extended one of her own. She shakes Kitty's hand, her fingers and palm soft and warm. A smile graces her crimson hued lips and she glances to the dance floor before back to Kitty. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Pryde. I believe I have heard your name before, but not had a chance to place it with a face." Diana leans toward Kitty then and whispers in good spirits. "Stay away from the Asgardian ale, your night will last longer and your head will thank you come tomorrow." She leans back then and flashes a little grin.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
Janet gives Thor a quick hug and a giggled 'thank you' for the fast turn around the floor. "Thanks for busting the dance floor open," she bids him.

Rather than fight her way through the crush, Janet hops into the air and shrinks once more. The Winsome Wasp buzzes around the room and spots Steve making his (typically circuitous) approach. She lands behind him and reaches up to cup her hands gently over his eyes. "Guess who?" she prompts Steve. As if it isn't fairly obvious, given the reach needed.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"And I love it," Carol says of Jessica's gift, "I'm appreciating it right now." The blonde rubs her own un-suckerpunched stomach and beams broadly at the erstwhile superheroine, "Besides, Thor just bought everyone a round of that Asgardian Ale."

Still grinning, Carol leaves Jessica to Thor's tender mercies and makes her way off the dancefloor. She turns her head as Steve calls out to her, pausing for a moment to talk with him: "You like it? I don't know what sparked it. I think I flew past a Margaritaville on my way to the meeting."

As she makes her way back towards Supergirl, she glances to Ivory and Carrie: "Sorry about that - I think it's against Asgardian law to refuse a dance from their King, and I think we're technically in Asgard right now, so." A pause, and then she leans to whisper something in the Kryptonian's ear.

"So! Are we having a good time? Honestly, there's more people than I thought there'd be."

Carrie Kelley has posed:
Carrie Kelley glances dubiously down to her mug of ale when Kitty suggests that this place has different drinking age rules. "True, but... The Boss'd kill me if I came home drunk," she points out with a little sigh and offers out the mug to the next passing waiter to take away. "I'll stick to soda or something," she reasons with a grin.

When Carol steps over to rejoin she just gives a little shake of her head, "No problem! Looked like you were having fun. That's the point of a party isn't it?" Shuffling her feet she makes room for more to join, and as Ivory steps over to introduce herself she flashes the cat-eared girl a grin without staring. No she's not staring. Do not look up. "Hey, I'm Carrie. Great party so far isn't it?"

Thor has posed:
Hence, Thor now sweeps Jessica into this. Into this highly athletic high energy Asgardian dance that is some cross of ballroom and a martial arts kata that has the dancers look like they're beating up invisible enemies together. It's definitely the sort of thing that can leave someone breathless. "Come, Jessica, I shall show you how things are done on Asgard."

And just like that, it's begun. And Thor's own practice and skill is enough that he's actually going to some lengths to make Jessica look good. "Besides, you get to choose who is next."

Captain America has posed:
"Good call," Steve replies to Carol. The Captain is fair game for a gentle prank as such: he's too busy rolling his lips against a //loud// laugh to see poor Jessica airlifted above them all and over to Thor. Without a drink to his name, he simply pauses in clapping when the hands land over his eyes. That's a stretch with how he can tell by the pressure, which means...

"Shortcakes." The pet name is followed by a warm laugh. Steve makes to grab up her wrists and by carefully manipulation, turns in place while leading Janet into something of a mishmash between a pretzel-twist and outside turn. The intent is to make the skirt of greenery billow, of course.

Spying familiar faces in the crowd, he then sketches a friendly salute to them. "Miss Prince, Miss Pryde, glad to see you both," says he, grinning beside Janet. The frenetic dancing on the floor has him glancing over and the super-soldier can't help the easy-going laugh this time. It's singular, that style of dance.

Supergirl has posed:
"What?! Is this an embassy?" Kara asks of Carol as she was addressed, her impossibly blue eyes blinking as she looks from Carol to Ivory. "I am! Nice to meet you, Ivory Valentine!" she says, biting her lower lip a bit at the whisper.

Extending her hand to Ivory's, she moves to take it in a shake.

"How are you liking the party? Getting some food?" she says.

Looking back to Carol, Kara lowers her voice in a whisper as well, a lock of her blonde hair hanging in her eye before she glances across the room.

She was being super clandestine - like a spy!

"How are you holding up?" she asks of Carol, a little more loudly afterwards. "And I want some of those marvelous pins, Captain," she says.

Shadowcat has posed:
Despite her own history, Kitty was definitely a bit of a teenaged fangirl when it came to other female superheroes. And she does a really good job of hiding it this time with Diana. Up until the point the woman mentions having heard her name. "You have?" Kitty replies, her eyes widening quite a bit with surprise. "Oh, I, sorry I just wouldn't have thought you've have heard of me," she says.

Kitty nods at the advice on the ale. "I was thinking maybe I'd get something to dilute it a bit," she says, sharing the grin with Wonder Woman.

How cool is that!?

Kitty's face lights up further as Steve greets her. "Hey Cap," she says warmly. "I am almost disappointed the wedding never happened," Kitty says, motioning towards Thor. "I am trying to imagine an entire wedding party dancing like that. Though... ah... probably best for Thor it didn't happen," she comments.

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
Janet 'whees!' as she's twirled, spinning neatly on the soles of her shoes. The skirt lifts and flares dramatically-- but thanks to some inspired sewing skills, it never once gets too licentious.

She comes to a close with one hand resting on Steve's sternum and the other reaching for his index fingers. "You're late," she accuses Steve, with a beaming smile that indicates how little it really matters.

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Get me one after the fact and I won't remember this," Jessica quips at Carol, before adding, "I mean literally, I probably won't, so, make sure I get one."

But while Jessica is foolishly distracted by Carol, she finds there's no such thing as refusing the King of Asgard, swept into the dance before she even realizes what's happening. "Wait! WAIT! I said no!" Jessica grumbles, very much regreting coming to Carol's party, but then she finds herself in this comical mixture of dance slash martial art thing with Thor, and even her mood starts to lighten, "what is this?" She asks Thor, while trying to clumsily match his movement. She's not much of a dancer, but his version of dancing, probably makes her look better than she has a right to be.

"I do...?" Jessica asks, taking a quick look of the area around, "can I pick Carol?" She asks Thor, "it's her birthday, and she deserves it for picking me!"

Ivory has posed:
    "Oh, I was just crashing in and deliering something I made after browsing the captain's wiki page. I mean, units she served and all. Made a couple shirts, thoght she might apprechiate it," Ivory answers to Kara, smiling. Their grip is weak, clearly not superstrong, but those ears swivel as they seem to try to pick up other discussions around. "I mean, I just kinda crashed in and promised the guy at the door to leave if the Captain told me to. Don't know anyone really. Just a tiny Designer after all."

Thor has posed:
Thor grins, "Carol went first, as the birthday girl, so you must choose one currently unchosen. We must let everyone have a chance, as best as we are able..." And then...well, there's no lack of choices for Jessica here. Speaking of Asgardian ale, Thor swipes one for Jessica, and says, "Barkeep, put it on my tab."

It is questionable if they will even charge Thor in club Mjolnir.

Carrie Kelley has posed:
"Hey, don't knock being ballsy enough to offer up something you made," Carrie assures Ivory with a grin. "That's how I met Tony Stark. ... Well actually he was messing up my sound system in the theater so I kind of stopped him and fixed it back..." The recollection goes into a quiet mutter before she shrugs. "I talked him into letting me redesign the Avenger website, but then a lot of stuff happened. Anyway it was worth a shot," she assures as her original attempt had been to cheer Ivory up and not go off onto a tangent.

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica is actually surprisingly good at this version of dancing the Asgardian use, turns out that being angry channels really well to mock fighting, as she at least for the time being doesn't look out of place on energy output. Hell, she'd enjoy it more if it was actual fighting just now. But as she moves around with Thor as quasi dance slash sparring partners on the dance floor, she looks round and round at the guests. She doesn't know a lot of them, though some are quite famous, as would be expected of a Carol Danvers guest list. Eventually she points out at Captain America, "I choose Steve Rogers next!" Count on Jess to make the interesting choice.

Captain America has posed:
"Thought I heard it was fashionable to be late?" Steve fires back easily at the Wasp, smiling to himself at his pun. Can't keep the old man down, apparently. Janet gets a smooch on the end of her pert nose by way of apology.

He then glances to Kitty and nods, the grin losing a few watts. Thor is considered out on the dance floor, cutting his Asgardian rug, and the soldier's broad shoulders rise and fall in a little shrug.

"Figure he should be happy. It wasn't going to work out for the better. He looks happy enough now." Indeed, the Asgardian royal seems to excude his own exuberant cloud of party-hearty-ness.

Then Jessica's point at him. Steve was late for the dance rules. He blinks, his finger turning to point at his own sternum.

"Choose me for what next?"

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
Carol's eyebrows raise as Supergirl speaks quietly to her, opening her mouth in an expression of mock surprise. She steps over to the table for a moment, picking up the little bag of enamel 'Captain Marvel' pins. After sorting through the identical mess of pins, she plucks one out and reaches out as though to pin it to Kara.

"Oh, you know," Carol says airily, "Pretty well. At least when I have this many people trying to get my attention out on the street, I can just fly off and claim there's a rogue Skrull battlecruiser in orbit or something. Not as easy when it's your party."

At Ivory's words, Carol once again returns to the table and seeks out the gift the cat gave her. Finding it, she hastily digs through to pull out a shirt with a sinister looking wizard emblem for the 411th Flight Test Squadron and their motto 'Assessing the Future'. She holds it up against herself, grinning broadly and turning to show both Carrie and Kara.

"Wow, these are fantastic," she smiles, genuinely enthused before glancing to Ivory, "I'm not going to ask you to leave. Although be careful, if Janet thinks you're trying to steal her thunder as my personal fashion consultant, you might have a fight on your hands."

Wasp (van Dyne) has posed:
The nomination of Steve catches Janet's ear. Janet emits a yelp of startled amusement which breaks way to laughter. Instantly she worms under Steve's arm so she can poke his lower back and try to bull him forward by main strength. (The attempt is so comically mismatched that Janet's posture looks nearly Sisyphean).

"Gotta dance with Thor! Then you get to choose someone new for him, then someone else does, and so on," Janet explains to Steve. "C'mon, you gotta do it! We gotta keep the chain going!"

Thor has posed:
Well...this can be done. It'll just look a little different. "Steve, you have been chosen to participate in the dance of warriors! Follow my movements as best you can." It does look a little different than when he takes the ladies around...with Steve, this is going to be much more acrobatic, with bigger movements and wider gestures, and even flips, and as such, it actually takes a lot more space. It also looks like they might be battling chitauri or something, with the sheer power of the movements being used.

In short, it almost looks like they're showing off for everyone watching.

Supergirl has posed:
Standing up straight and proud as the Captain Marvel pin manages to be threaded through her supersuit, Supergirl jumps a bit, before saying, "Ow!" to Carol.

A grin follows. No way she could've poked her. It would have blunted the pin!

But still, Supergirl sips from her water as Carol fetches the shirt. "Except we're all friends, not randos," says Supergirl to Carol.

"But I get it can be a little much, and... those are good! You did those, Ivory?" says Supergirl, turning her head to look to her.

"I like it! What's the... 411th Flight Test Squadron, though," she says. "That..." she narrows her eyes. "Isn't what we call the rookies, right?" she asks.

Carrie Kelley has posed:
Carrie Kelley watches as Carol checks out the shirts that Ivory made with a broad grin. It was rather nice, this party. Everyone was friendly and not trying to be all high class and upper crust like the charity events she usually got stuck going to. "That looks great!" She agrees with a solemn nod, and then adds for Ivory, "You did a great job on them."
Hearing the call from the dancefloor for Steve she is naturally going to look. And watch. And stare. Reaching out blindly for one of the women near her she gestures at the dance floor. "This might be a once in a lifetime sight and of *course* I don't have my camera with me!" Ugh.

Jessica Jones has posed:
For the one who just picked Steve for the next dance with Thor, Jessica is surprisingly wilting away, and not at all basking in her clever choice. But she does make her way to the bar, for that Asgardian mead she so well deserves for paying the price to going to a party against every fiber of her being.

Truth be told, once she orders her drink and gets it, she does have her full attention on the acrobatic dance. There's much to appreciate on that dance floor, as she sips away her drink, basking in how hard it hits.

Captain America has posed:
Janet might not have strength on her side, but those fingertips are bony and they move the sturdily-built Captain far more easily with pokes and prods to his ribs. Laughing, he allows himself to be fussed out onto the dance floor and shakes his head over his shoulder at the crowd -- okay, okay, he's going, he's going!

"Follow the leader? Alright, not too difficult," replies Steve to the Asgardian royal as he swings his arms and rolls his head to loosen his neck. Mimicry follows and it's an electric, nearly flamboyant display to be seen. It's very difficult to resist adding his own flare in things. At one point, Steve loses a sandal, but at least it bounces off the ceiling and not into someone's unsuspecting self.

Once the dance is over, he laughs his way off to the sidelines.

Poor Carrie; she's caught staring. Steve holds out a hand, grinning. "You look like you might enjoy a dance. How about you?"

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"The four-eleventh were my squad back when I first started flying experimental aircraft for the Air Force," Carol explains to Supergirl, still looking down wonderingly at the t-shirt, "That was before Ms. Marvel or the powers or anything. Probably the first time I really felt like I was going somewhere and there was only so much holding me back that anybody could do before I broke away from it."

She's still staring down at the shirt, stretching it in a way that allows her to take in the whole of the emblem. Memories flood back, so much so that she doesn't look up immediately at the dance floor. It isn't until Carrie grabs at her arm that she does, and she immediately begins to laugh.

"Oh, god," she laughs, folding the shirt up and putting it back with the rest, "I wouldn't worry. If there isn't somebody here with a smartphone, I'd be shocked."

Ambling over to the table, Carol begins to unwrap some of the gifts. The first one she opens, however, causes her eyes to open wide. There's a Pulp Fiction-esque golden yellow glow on her face as she looks inside one of the boxes, producing what look to be a pair of metallic bracers. She holds them up to the light, mouth still slightly agape, and immediately slaps them over both wrists. It's a bit of a strange look with the t-shirt she's wearing.

As Carrie is called to the dancefloor, Carol pats her on the back while walking past: "Cut a rug, Carrie."

That said, she moves over to Diana while holding her two bracer-clad forearms up in front of her. She doesn't say anything, just makes a delighted face between her raised arms.

Spawn has posed:
    He'd seen her on news cameras, giving hell to those metal men that Uncle Sam signed off on and approved, and instantly the memories had come flooding back. It's what had caused him to go on a journey that went from the local CIA chapter, to their now defunct older offices, to his home all in an effort to find what he'd been looking for.

    Compared to some of Carol's other gifts, an old, blue, tattered leather sunglasses case might not have been nearly as impressive or noticeable, if not for the fact that they once belonged to her. 'Given' to Al Simmons as a joking gift after a night of drinking and drunken picture taking, somehow they had ended up in his locker, forgotten about for years. Well here it was now, and if she opened the case with the red velvet interior, she'd see them, dark blackish-blue lenses with gold-seeming frames, a pair of aviators to see the world through.

    Only once she had opened these, would the man appear. Deep green suit, bald head, smooth skin and cool brown eyes, it was Simmons alright, speaking with that powerful voice of his.

    "A marine never forgets, Ace. Even if it takes a while."

Ivory has posed:
    Ivory laugthes a little at the note of the squadron. "Wikipedia told me about them. Like, even hadthe Logos and all." they chuckle to explain to Kara.

"Oh, don't fret it. I won't try to steal one of the most feminine heroines from the mighty Janet Van Dyne... I mean, I don't even go to runways in Paris, how could I compete? Just wanted to make an inspiration happy, Miss Danvers." The Cat-eared one smiles, a little chuckle on the lips.

Thor has posed:
"Steve, magnificent. Truly a worthy performance. I wish those of Asgard could've seen it." And then, of course, there's the next in the chain...which is...Carrie!

So it is the God of Thunder, moving by the choice of his partners, heads her way, and then, it is time. "Carrie, if I may?" This should be quite a bit of fun too, with that semi warrior/ballroom style he has going on.

Jessica Jones has posed:
To say Jess wasn't happy to be picked to dance is an understatement, because she drinks that Asgardian mead like it was a juice box, and promptly pays the price when her head starts to droop until she's face down on the counter. The tankard slipping from her hand drops to the floor. But here it's fine, it just shows she enjoyed her drink. Maybe.

Carrie Kelley has posed:
"What?" Carrie practically squeaks out when she realizes that Steve has tagged her as next dancer. "Ah, but I'm not...I mean I'm just a normal... I don't..." Her hands are up with a quick shake of her head as she tries to somehow, someway, talk herself out of this. The short redhead just stands there with face burning red as she glances over toward the rather tall and imposing figure of Thor on the dancefloor.

Patted by Carol and urged to dance her hands drop with a sigh of defeat. "I'm going to wake up sore tomorrow aren't I?" Sore and sober.

Quickly stretching one arm out to the side, then the other, she approaches the dancefloor as if she were warming up for a workout. When Thor approaches she's still red faced, but bearing a good natured smile as she heads in to play along. "I'll try not to step on your toes," she assures with a little laugh.

Captain America has posed:
Safe from the dance floor now and content with his choice, Steve then returns to gather up Janet against him. She gets a firm hug and a fond mutter of, "Troublemaker!" into her dark hair. A kiss to it follows. "I'm going to go see what there is to drink."

The Captain chooses non-alcoholic rootbeer in silent support of the birthday lady. He returns to join Kitty and Diana off to one side, lifting his bottle to them in greeting. "That was a workout -- 'nd you're welcome for sparing you," he adds with a grin. The flash of bracers on Carol's forearms has him smiling around the press of the rootbeer bottle to his lips. Now //that// is a nice gift.

Spawn is someone new. In quiet interest, the Captain watches him, marking nuances of military in the man's bearing.

Thor has posed:
Thor smiles, "Fear not, I'll tone it down." He doesn't expect the same of Midgardians as he does of those of Asgard. And he did, once upon a time, have to adapt to Jane Foster. And it is such experience that guides him now...and while he did indeed tone it down, it's still a HELL of a cardio workout, at least equivalent to the toughest step class imaginable, with a lot more battle oriented/ballroom movements.

And so it is he dances with Carrie, who, of course, get to choose who's next...

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde flashes Steve a grin back. She's gotten a glass of water and diluted the Asgardian ale when Thor wasn't looking. "Oh goodness, I think Carrie will give him more of a run for his money than he'd expect," she says with a smile she shares with Steve and Diana.

Kitty calls over to Carol, "Thor does know he's not allowed to break her, right!?" She says it loud enough to make sure Carrie hears it. "You're doing great Carrie!" she then calls supportively, doing her best to keep from her face the playful grin that wants to get out.

The brunette looks back to Janet and says, "I wish Rogue could have made it tonight. She's going to kick herself she had a chance to shake her booty out there and missed it," she says.

Carrie Kelley has posed:
Carrie Kelley flashes a smile of relief at Thor's assurance along with a quick nod. "I'll keep up, but just not quite what you were doing with them!" She assures with a somewhat stubborn glint to her eyes. Oh, she was looking at this as a challenge. If she could keep up even a bit, well, that would be something wouldn't it? There's none of the strength behind her moves that he and Steve had. Or even Carol. But she can move rather quick, being light and agile on her feet, and she even manages to throw in a roundhouse kick high into the air (high for her) at one point or another. She wasn't a fighter, but she had some training of martial arts to her... This wasn't so different from a kata once she got used to it. Still, there was no comparison, and by the end she was well and good out of breath that she's forced to grab hold of Thor's arm for momentary balance.

"Okay, next..." Sucking a quick deep breath she scans the crowd for the familiar face, "You should dance with Kitty. She'll show you a thing or two I'm sure." Grinning up toward him she adds, "Thanks for going easy on me. This was a lot of fun."

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana's gaze raises up in time to see Carol moving toward her with her gift having been unwrapped. She spies the Captain wearing the gifted bracers now and it makes a grin slide across her red hued lips. Diana levels her pointed chin and raises her own rise up to cross them together to mirror that of Carol, though the Princess is not wearing her own set at the present moment.

When Carol gets close enough, Diana lowers her hands again and smiles at her. "I see you found my gift." She says. "I hope you enjoy them. Display them, wear them, whatever you wish. They were crafted over the course of the entire summer and were recently retrieved by one of my sister's after she briefly traveled home."

Diana nods once to her friend. "They looks perfect on you as well." She adds with a light smile.

Supergirl has posed:
The smile on Kara's face, gentle as Carol tells her of her previous units - only blossoms at the sheer joy on Carol's face at the gifts from Wonder Woman. Taking the moment to get a little more food, she inclines her head to Ivory.

"Hey, it was good to meet you," she says. Eyes go to Spawn as the man enters, open curiousity on her features. He mentions the military. A thoughtful expression slips across her features for a moment.

"I'm gonna go dance," she says to whoever was listening.

Not with Thor, Supergirl was a one woman party.

So she finds a corner beneath a strobe light, and flosses the night away.

She was really good at it. Super good, in fact.

Eyes closed, she lets herself go into her own little world, dancing to the music. Even if it was in her head.

(P.S. anyone can be super good at flossing)

Thor has posed:
And now, of course, Thor turns to Kitty. "Nay, she is not broken. She might want an ale, but she is not broken." Back to Carrie, "It was my pleasure." And indeed, all pieces are still attached. But now, it's time for Kitty to join Thor on the dance floor, for her own shot at one of those high end high energy Asgardian dances.

Supergirl dancing on her own caught his eye, and he approves. "That's the spirit! You need not wait."

Meanwhile, he's showing Kitty his wonderful ballroom/battle style dancing.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"They're amazing," Carol says to Diana, looking them over again with wonder, "I think I'm going to make them part of my regular uniform. That's not going to infringe on your trademarks, is it?" She grins, "Come on, come help me open some of these."

She turns to head back towards the table, taking Diana's hand to try and beckon her along with her. One might consider her a little spoiled to be sequestering herself from the party in favor of looking at all the cool things she's gotten, but it'd be rude not to. As she unwraps the curious gift to find the sunglasses case, her brow furrows a little. It's familiar, but there's no visceral memory. She can picture it in her head, but the emotions don't connect to it. She's still frowning thoughtfully as Al appears next to her.

"Well, shit," she doesn't quite manage to curtail the curse word as she looks the marine over, "Who let you in?" Despite her words, she grins broadly and gifts the man a light (very light, considering how strong she is) punch in the shoulder.

"Good to see you, Jarhead."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty sets down her ale and grins at Carrie as they pass. "You were great," Kitty tells her friend with a big grin, and gives her a little hip bump before she continues on her way out to the dance floor.

Kitty laces her fingers and stretches her arms out in front of her as she approaches Thor. "Ok, God of Thunder," Kitty says, her eyes lit up as if she's relishing this challenge. She has been watching the style with interest during the night, and as Thor starts up, so does Kitty.

It quickly becomes evident there is not just some martial skill in Kitty's dancing with Thor. There's dance skill. The skill of a girl who grew up wanting to be a professional dancer and was well on her way before her mutation developed. Kitty flows with a lithe grace, combining dance movements with ninjutsu honed under Logan and from the forced memories of a century old ninja.

Kitty doesn't just dance, but she gives herself to Thor to lead her. Letting him propel her through the dance like she were a weapon wielded by the Norse God against their invisible enemies.

Spawn has posed:
    "Who 'let me in'? Since when have I asked permission?"

    Al looked around, looking at the friendly faces and the warm embrace of sociability, and there was a distance in his eyes, an emptiness in the smile across his face. Clearly, something was weighing on his mind, as he looked at the girl. And idly rubbed his arm when no one was looking.

    "Glad to see the agency didn't take anything from you. What you have, right now? Hold on to it. Make it last."

    Even as he spoke, he turned and was out the door. And once in the shadow? The man would be gone entirely.

    Though, as a spectre of red cape and chains glided through the city, it could be said that the man was never really there. Not where it counted.

Wonder Woman has posed:
Diana grins at Carol's happiness and bobs her head a single time to what she says to her. "I would not be concerned about infringing on my trademarks... If you are doing such, then it means you are taking work off of my shoulders, which I will gladly allow you to do, Carol." Her hand is taken and she holds onto the half emptied mug of Ale and follows after the Birthday Avenger.

Another sip of her drink is had as they reach the presents and she helps over-see their opening while glancing out to the others to watch the party as it continues.

Thor has posed:
Thor is pleasantly surprised to see one with true skill at dancing, and this ups the ante for himself as well. Because now, instead of merely leading someone through movements, he gets to do this with someone who has skills of their own. And now things get flashier, because with a partner who's this talented, he can do things he normally can't, swooping her through the air, flips, holds above his head like you might see in figure skating, and other stunts that start looking like the more artistic side of an olympic games dance.

Grinning widely at this turn of events, he actually pushes a little bit, testing the limits of Kitty's skill, and finds himself pleasantly surprised. With this...he can actually take this up a notch. Now the dance actually tells a story...an old story of a battle against the Frost Giants, when, in this case, it was just himself and Sif. And thus they fought, and how hard the battle raged...It's almost like one can hear the warcries of the invisible enemies.

With a picture being painted of how the battle was fought, and how the battle was won, he's really enjoying himself now.

Carrie Kelley has posed:
Carrie Kelley is quick to find a chair to slump into so she can catch her breath after that little workout on the dancefloor. "Go Kitty!" She calls out with a hand raised in the air to cheer her own friend on muhc as she had. Then she slumps again before reminding herself about her own posture. Wiggling back up to sit properly she does flag a waiter down to request just a glass of water. Not quite ale.

The dance is watched with some amount of admiration and pride in seeing what her friend can do as she sips at her newfound drink. It really was something to watch those two dancing together. The soft smile that rests on her turns thoughtful as she finds herself just watching the pair, forgetting of what's around her for the moment. There was enough distraction going on. It was nice to have a moment of relative quiet to just regain her composure properly.

"Ah, Kitty always was good at that sort of thing," she muses quietly to herself with a shake of her head.

Captain America has posed:
Steve blinks as the man he heard called 'Al' disappears just about as quickly as he arrived. Given no one seems overtly displeased or concerned by it, he marks it as something to ask Carol about later, long after the party's over and the guests have gone home.

Kitty's done her due dancing -- well, more story-telling; the Captain recognizes elements of Asgardian lore he's seen before. It doesn't stop his eyebrows from lifting.

Or from calling out to Kitty, "You know who'd I pick next, Pryde!"

And he thumbs at Diana without a hint of remorse.

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde misses that 'Al' was there while she's busy being spun about Thor, the young woman landing lightly on her feet after the flip that could leave on envisioning she'd been Mjolnir, swung out and back to his hand after vanquishing the Thunderer's foes. Kitty's eyes are shining brightly, she rarely gets a chance for this level of dancing, and certainly never anything quite like this. "Peter is going to die that he missed this," she says with a laugh.

She grins up to Thor, "Thank you," she tells him, before turning to look for who to pick. "I don't know, Steve, I just} got to meet her and now I'm picking on her?" she says with a laugh. "Though I kind of figured there was someone else I'd give a turn if I got to choose." Kitty grins over to Ivory. "Your turn," she says, flashing a grin back to Thor to thank him for the dance before heading off the dance floor.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
Carol lays out the gifts on the table, nodding her head at Diana: "They're a really thoughtful gift. Thank you." And the Space Avenger shows that by not taking the bracers off. As far as she's concerned, they're on for the rest of the party - and maybe even after! How's that for appreciation?

As Simmons kind of disappears, Carol cannot help but look a little concerned. That was weird to say the very least, and she almost wants to start looking around just to find out what happened. But in the end she decides against it, instead she takes that glasses case and tucks it carefully - almost reverently - into her bag.

She notices Steve gesturing Kitty's 'dancing choice' towards Diana and simply grins sidelong at the Amazon: "I think you're about to get called up, hon."

As she speaks, she unwraps what looks to be a hand-made compass. She turns it over in her hands, examining it silently for a moment before her eyes widen in recognition and she starts to crane her neck, spotting Kitty and waving an arm to beckon her over.

Thor has posed:
It seems as though the Princess will be sidelined for one more dance, at least. Because Ivory, with those cute little neko ears, has been chosen! "Well, Ivory, it would appear to be your turn." And so it is he heads that way and extends a hand...

Ivory has posed:
    Ivory looks a little surprised as Kitty points to them, then pointing to themselves. "Me? Really?" they ask before slowly stepping to the dancefloor. A moment they tilt the head, having seen Thor dance a couple times by now, then they opt to better use all the dexterity they have. A moment they shiver, then reach to the back of their trousers to free a tail, floofly and matching the ears.

    Stepping over to Thor, they offer the hand. "Ivory... and I think I shall be your next?" they ask, waiting for him to step up to lead, lacing fingers into his, her hand seeking his back... not in an asgardian dance fashion but more like in latin dancing. Tight against him with the chest, her face averted from his, waiting for the first step.

    She - Thor might notice because how close the cat-eared one was - is light, graceful, almost flying over the floor. Ivory might not have tried to be professionel ever, but there was one dance that was like the essence of Cat: Tango. The head of her spins, the face all concentrated. She bends in the movements, the tail aiding in balancing the movements out, her almost skidding at times...

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde moves over to join Carol once she leaves the dance floor. Kitty moves up beside the other woman, sliding an arm about her back. "I had to go from memory," she says of the compass needle's unusual form. "I tried to get ahold of Lilandra and ask for the blueprints, but the Professor wasn't too keen on that idea," Kitty jokes of the tiny replica of the vessel.

"I hope it's the best of birthdays. And thank you so much for inviting me," Kitty says, giving Carol a big hug if allowed.

"It's great to see all these people come out. We've really been blessed by having some great friends, haven't we?" the young woman asks Carol.

Carrie Kelley has posed:
Carrie Kelley slips out of her chair when Kitty starts back toward the group to rejoin them. A friendly hipbump is given as they walk to rejoin Carol and Diana as well. "You were awesome out there," she assures Kitty with a broad grin. "I knew you'd give him a run for his money.. Or at least be a way better dance partner than me. I never did learn how to dance properly." Did the dougie count? It was kind of old. Another little nudge is given. "Plus he's really handsome, too. Peter will be so jealous," she adds teasingly to her friend.

Falling back to let Kitty hug the birthday girl she just watches, grinning, at the affection between the two. It was obvious Kitty cared about her. Nodding approvingly she just stands with arms crossed lightly trying to not seem out of breath. Still./

Captain America has posed:
The Captain replies to Kitty, "I've known Miss Prince long enough to assure you it would be fine." Diana gets a small smirk from Steve, ultimately good-natured. It's hard to resist the urge to see what folks do when faced with the Asgardian dancing style. However, he's not about to put up a fuss. The young woman with the cat ears (and tail!) is apparently up to bat. It's fascinating to watch the different styles appear when encouraged on the dance floor. From dancing lessons, he recognizes elements of Latin. A nod of approval follows.

A glance over at Carol and her small grouping is curious. He watches on the fringes, sipping his rootbeer, pleased to see Carol as a positive center of attention.

Thor has posed:
Thor noticed her pose was a little different...but he hadn't really studied in the Midgardian styles. Still...he did analyze people well, and could tell this was a graceful artistic type. As such, the dance he guides her in shows in the Asgardian style as if she had...perhaps not a sword, but twin daggers like his brother frequently uses. Asgard takes all kinds of battle, and feline agility allows him to guide her in the moves that suit her body shape and flowing movements. Despite being the guy providing dances, it's his goal here to make his partners shine as much as he can.

So the movements are swift and sweeping, allowing her to show off her grace, and pick the next participant when she's ready.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"I'm not surprised," Carol tells Kitty with a faint laugh, "He doesn't want you making collect calls to other galaxies. I don't blame him - those rates are steep. And I'll say we do - did you see these?"

She holds the bracers out for Kitty to examine, before pulling her hand back and doing a few deflecting and cross-guard motions in the air, "Now I just need to wait for somebody to shoot at me so I can put them into practice." She's grinning, but it's still unclear whether she's kidding or not.

After a quick glance at the next gift, she looks over at Steve and beckons him over. No hanging out on the party peripheries for him, it would seem.

Turning back to her bag, Carol once more produces a little enamel 'Star of Hala' pin and hands it to Kitty: "I know you're a bit beyond being a 'fan' at this point but take this. Small token of my appreciation."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde grinned to Carrie as she left the dance floor and was joined by her friend. "That was fun," she says with a warm laugh. "I need to get you out to Sam's club sometime," she says to the redhead.

Steve Rogers is given a look that is both grin and curious look. "Just how far back is that?" Kitty asks, knowing enough of Wonder Woman's story to know she could have been around during Steve Rogers' heyday.

Kitty takes the pin from Carol. "I love it," she tells her. Kitty pins it on her shirt. "If you'd like I can go get a gun and we can step outside," she offers with a laugh.

Kitty may be joking, but if Spawn saw her, there very well could be something of the sort that happens when she leaves.

Ivory has posed:
    She follows, flying, but always staying close, one hand in his, the other at his back while her face swas from watching him to the surroundings as she is turned and swung around. As they finally stop, her head is spinning a little. Before stepping away, the hand on the thunderer's back slips deeper and giving Thor's behind a light squeeze before she steps back and bows a little. "You are a good dancer," Ivory declares, spinning around to offer the princess a hand. "I believe it's your turn?"

Thor has posed:
He noticed that grab on his divine tushy, and laughed thunderously! "Few outside of Asgard are so bold as that!" He can appreciate courage!

Well then! He knew it would come to this, the Princess of Themyscira, who has plenty of traditions of her own and boundless energy. It was just as well Thor was loose and warmed up from all he did to start the evening, because he would need it here if Diana used anything like her full potential. It was a challenge, and he was seriously looking forward to it. "Diana, if you do me the honor?"

Still, there's a good bit of anticipation on his face. He would need many drinks to recover here...

Captain America has posed:
He's been beckoned; it would be poor manners to deny the birthday gal, so Steve travels around the outside of the grouping to find a place broad enough for his shoulders.

"'bout '42, give or take," the Captain replies to Kitty. "She was critical assistance to the Allies during the war." Diana gets a nod and lift of the rootbeer bottle towards her. His words cannot do her efforts justice. His true-blues then shift to Carol expectantly. "I like it," he says of the pin given to Kitty with a little smile.

Carrie Kelley has posed:
Carrie Kelley blinks a bit at the sight of... "Did they just...?" Judging by the laughter from Thor, that was exactly what happened. Looking back toward Kitty she chuckles with a shake of her head. "Here I thought I was bad for what I was thinking of trying." But didn't. Either way it was an enjoyable dance, and an enjoyable evening, that she was rather glad she'd come along for. When Cap comes over as well she clears her throat lightly.

"So I'd made an offer of a round of drinks if anyone wants to jump in on that. Whatever you'd like," she assures as she fishes into a pocket to pull out the few necessities needed for such a place. Fake ID, credit card, that sort of thing.

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"You better not be bringing a gun to my birthday party, Pryde," Carol tells Kitty in mock-admonishment, clicking her tongue, "But we'll make a date of it, huh? You'd be surprised how little I get shot at these days. Mostly its energy beams or angry monster claws. I so rarely get good, old-fashioned bullets. I'm pretty sure I could do the whole Diana bullet deflecting dance, too."

When Steve admires the pin, Carol grins and hands one over to him: "You know they make little ones with that shield of yours, right? Though I guess getting you to hand out merchandise is a bit of a harder sell."

She once more turns to the gift, unwrapping a small trophy with the words 'HIGH SCORE' and the Asteroids video game logo etched into it. She grins, opening up the little velvet bag in the trophy's cup and pouring out some silver dollars and quarters into her palm.

"You are incurably sweet, Steve Rogers."

Captain America has posed:
The 'Star of Hala' pin given to Steve ends up pinned on his shirt off to one side of the setting sun design, gleaming like Venus on the horizon. He seems pleased by both it and the claim of himself. A little touch of pink shows at his eartips.

"Been told otherwise, but I'll take it," he says of the words. Carrie's offer, however, garners Steve's attention. His eyebrows lift before he considers the bar and then Carrie once again.

"Won't say no to another rootbeer. This's the good stuff. Figured I'd indulge while I can. It's hard to find." Carol gets an appreciative grin. The recipe is local and nearly extinct as is.

Thor has posed:
While waiting for Diana, Thor then turns his attention back to Carol. "Ah, yes, I almost forgot." Putting the dance on hold for a moment. "I have not given you your proper gift!" And then he reaches behind the bar, and pulls out a...small box, actually. "Behold, from Asgard...the Narumdor." The 'Narumdor' is a gem that doesn't really look like anything you'd find on earth...it's shaped vaguely like a diamond, but colors swirl inside of it. It is attached to a necklace. "Even in the void of space, this chain shall not falter, nor shall it be melted by the heat you can produce at your best. It is my hope you enjoy it."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty laughs and slips an arm about Carol's shoulders for a moment to give her a quick squeeze. "Nope, no guns on me. But it's New York, it can't be that hard to come up with one, right?" she says.

Kitty gives a slow nod, looking thoughtful. "I hadn't realized Miss Prince had taken part in that. Well, as the granddaughter of survivors of Auschwitz, thank you for whatever you were able to do to put a stop that," Kitty says to Diana, and taking in Steve in the thank you as well.

Carrie Kelley has posed:
Rootbeer? Not quite what was expected, but given Carrie herself wasn't drinking she can hardly fault someone for opting out. "I can do that," she assures with a solemn nod even as she considers it herself. When was the last time she had rootbeer anyway?

With the request put in, and knowing what Kitty might like to drink anyway, she slips off to the bar to put in an order. It's not long before she comes back with a tray of drinks rather than putting a waiter or waitress to the task to set them out. There were a few rootbeers there, one of which is offered out to Steve. "One good old fashioned rootbeer. Didn't they used to call it Sasparilla, or is that a different drink all together?" Eh, who knew.

Captain America has posed:
"A good of friend was a soda jerk back when. Sasparilla's similar to rootbeer without being exactly the same time; different plants used, a vine verses a root. Rootbeer's aptly named. Sasparilla's the vine," Steve explains to Carrie as he accepts the new condensation-coated brown bottle. A deep sip is followed by a content sigh. "'s'the good stuff."

The gem offered as a gift by Thor gets a lift of those wheat-gold brows. Steve nods to himself. He glances back to Carrie a moment later. "Don't think I caught your name. Captain Rogers," he introduces himself with a polite smile and an offered handshake. "Appreciate you standing drinks."

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"Well, whoevers telling ya otherwise's a skid," Carol says to Steve, a flake of that native Bostonian accent sinking into her words before it is quickly covered up with her learned and more general dialect, "Because you're a sweethaht - er, heart."

She even goes so far as to reach up and ruffle the man's blonde hair, unable to keep from grinning ear to ear as she does it. She gently sets the trophy down on the table with her other gifts (save the Themysciran bracers, which she continues to wear on her wrists).

As she opens her mouth to say something else, however, Thor arrives with his gift. She takes it, opening it to look inside as her eyes go wide. She isn't slow, not shy about shifting her hair up with the backs of her hands and linking the chain at the back of the net. She lets the Narumdor jewel hang at her chest for a moment, turning it over in her hands and admiring the otherworldliness of it.

"This isn't an Asgardian engagement ring is it?" Carol asks the God of Thunder, grinning wide, "Because, you know, I think there might be a conflict of interest working for the Canadian government and being the sovereign of an extraterrestrial power."

Joking aside, she leans in to give the broad and well-muscled Avenger a hug, "Thanks, big guy. I love it."

Thor has posed:
Thor laughs, "Nay, it isn't an engagement ring, though you would surely be a worthy queen. Your friendship and camraderie are enough." And he gives Carol a good hug of his own, and finds himself grateful to have such friends as these. It is why he must make sure to spend these little moments on Midgard when he can, for they are moments that will never be forgotten, even far in the future. These may well be some of the best days of his nearly immortal life.

"It was taken from the lair of Caulbrimyr the wyrm, and slain after a great battle was waged. The jewel was brought here for you, so that you'd have something to remember us...and me...by when you are light years away. But as long as the Bifrost can reach you, you are never really beyond reach should Heimdall see something."

Shadowcat has posed:
Kitty Pryde smiles to Carrie, taking the beverage with a warm, "Thanks Carrie." She takes a sip of it and turns the smile to Steve Rogers. "This is Carrie Kelley. A good friend, who had the good luck to have a fitting with Janet," Kitty tells him. "And a wonderful actress with the Gotham U theater," Kitty adds.

She watches as Thor gives Carol her gift. Kitty looks at it with interest. She glances to Carrie for a moment, about to say something, but then decides to wait on that. But seeing an opportunity, when there's a lull in the conversation between Thor and Carol, Kitty moves over. "Thor," she says quietly, and then moves to where she can speak into his ear quietly.

Kitty whispers, "There was an incident with your brother. I'm concerned he might pose a threat to one of our students. We don't have to talk just now, but before you leave, please?"

Carrie Kelley has posed:
"Really? That's actually good to know," Carrie reasons as the differences in soda are explained. Not that she ever had a chance to try Sasparilla, but it was still an interesting tidbit to know.

"It's not a problem at all. I don't know Carol well enough to give her a proper gift so I figured I'd buy a round," Carrie explains a bit sheepishly to Steve after his thanks. Her hand extends to accept the offered handshake without hesitation though. "Carrie Kelley. Pleased to meet you, Captain."

When Kitty pipes up to give her own introduction she flashes her friend a thankful smile. "We're a pretty good theater group at Gotham U." She's got to have a little boasting about her group before continuing on. "I've seen you at a few events, but haven't had a chance to say hello before now. Usually I'm there with my employer or his family," she explains with a little helplless shrug. "I think this is the first time I've gotten to actually talk to anyone at a party in ages. Or at all really. I didn't really go to many parties before meeting Kitty," she adds looking just a bit sheepish about it. "Just went to school, did some part time jobs. That sort of thing."

Captain Marvel (Danvers) has posed:
"You're going to need to write down the talking points for me," Carol tells Thor, still admiring the jewel on the chain, "Caul ... ib ... Caulbrim ... Caulbrimyr." She mutters the name to herself, commits it to memory, and then pats the jewel as though to add a little sense memory to the whole affair.

"I don't think I'm going to be in any danger of ever forgetting you you, but then - I probably thought the same thing when I lost all my memories the first time, huh? Speaking of Asgard, though - are you taking us all for a visit once everything's sorted out? I think I'd like to see it in person."

Carol once more picks up the hand-made compass from the table, turning it in her hands and admiring it quietly. She watches the space ship-shaped needle twitch to always face true north, still beaming to herself. She sighs.

"You know, I better go and make sure Jess gets home. Last I saw her, she was unconscious on the bar and after all that dancing and drinking I think she probably deserves some TLC."

Thor has posed:
Thor has heard Kitty, and, "By all means...my brother has at least 15 different things to do on Asgard. He does not have time to be messing with your students. If he could just stay focused for once...I suppose his nature of mischief will not allow it for long. Well, I'd better sort that out as I can."

Speaking of which, "Absolutely I am! Once we have the place set up and renovated, we shall have a great feast for all of my noble friends, and there shall be great merriment for all. There are so many parts of my realm I've wished to show you all, and now I will have a chance I thought lost to me."

Captain America has posed:
"Nice to meet you, Miss Kelley." Steve's handshake is firm and unfailingly polite. His eyes shift between Kitty and Carrie as the young woman is introduced. One hand ends up slung over his shorts pocket by the thumb while he listens, head tilted the slightest to indicate total attention. A grin shows with just a hint of rue.

"Theatre. Definitely remember my time on stage." Who doesn't? There were //tights//. "Bet you all do a far finer job than I did."

There's a pause as he hears his name from beyond the group. Janet's waving at him. "Oh, right, dinner out. Gotta go get changed." He gives everyone around a dimpled smile. "This was fun. Glad to see everyone together."

In exchange for the ruffling of hair, Carol gets a hug from the side complete with firm shoulder-whump -- not enough to knock the wind from her, but enough. "Happy birthday, Carol."

As he passes by Thor, he pats the Asgardian on the shoulder. "We'll talk." The words have a serious note to them; seems Kitty's not the only one concerned about Loki.

With a final wave, the Captain leaves in the trail of Janet, off to enjoy dinner.