Log OPEN Ongoing

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When; June 24th Midsummer Night
Rating; Let's go with R to be safe
Characters; Anyone. Everyone
Summary; Tony is having a Midsummer Night Party at his house
Log;

True to his word, Tony has everything ready. His house has been turned into party central. There's a stage and a DJ stand in his living room. The rest of the room has been turned into a dance floor. JARVIS has locked rooms that people should not be in such as his bedroom and his workshop. Other then that, the house is open to everyone. Music has been piped down to the beach and there is a roaring bonfire there.

Staff dressed in costumes befitting Shakespeare's play mill about with food. Down on the beach there are hot dogs to be roasted as well as marshmallows. There's staff down there as well.

There is of course an open bar both on the beach and in the house.

Tony is dressed a bit like this as Miss Rushman veto'd dressing up as Iron Man. He can't think of a better costume than the boy who never grew up. Yes he has on tights. No he doesn't care.

[ooc: The house looks a bit like the one in the movie. Lots of glass, lots of space. Right on the beach]

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The Dance Floor

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DJ Station

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Hardison's jamming out, dressed up as the best Ghostbuster ever (http://i49.tinypic.com/1zfjyww.jpg). Come request a song or be cool and bring a guy a drink why don't you? Maybe he'll let you scratch or take a look at his setup (http://i48.tinypic.com/10z5sg8.jpg)!

And yes, he is splicing television and video game theme songs into the mixes, you are not hallucinating.

Re: DJ Station

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Tony wanders up to check on his DJ and compliment his choice of music. He's got a pina colada complete with paper umbrella in one hand and his customary glass of scotch in the other. He sets the fruity drink in front of Hardison.

"Enjoying yourself yet?"

Re: DJ Station

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He mumbles a thanks and takes a sip before answering. "Oh, of course, brah! I get to break in my new setup and y'all are bringing me drinks. Good night, really good night."

Re: DJ Station

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Reinette braces herself against the volume of the music, making her way over to Hardison. The music gets louder as she gets closers, and she knows she'll have to shout to be heard. She reaches his station and extends a hand to him, smiling. "Hardison, I believe? I am Reinette. We have spoken over the network, but have yet to make each other's acquaintance in person. It is a pleasure to meet you."

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Hardison spots her heading toward him and if she's observant she'll notice that he is obviously primping a little. Because damn. He takes her hand and with the other, sets his laptop to spin music on automatic before jumping down to talk to her a little easier.

"Hey, yeah, what's up?" He totally feels goofy in his jumpsuit next to a dress like that. "Nice to put a real face to the digital version."

The Beach

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Her shoes are left on the patio, and Natasha makes her way down the path to the sand. They'd set out umbrellas and smalls tables to sit at and the bonfire was raging away, though well-controlled. She stands in front of it, warming up from the cool breeze coming off of the water.

Re: open

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After a while, Tony catches sight of a silhouette out on the beach that can only be Natasha. They've avoided each other for the most part until now so he slips his shoes and socks off and pads outside barefoot.

"Having a good time, Miss Rushman," he asks as he steps up beside her.

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She hears him walking toward her awhile before he arrives and she doesn't turn to answer him.

"Of course, Mr. Stark." Her smile is the assistant's smile. He wants to hear a yes, and a yes is what he hears.

Milling About

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In an attempt to be a good host, Tony is wandering about the party through the crowds. He's got his customary glass of scotch in one hand. With his free hand he picks up appetizers and pops them in his mouth, fairly indiscriminate about what he's eating.

He stops and greets his guests as well, pausing to talk for a little while before moving on to the next person.

[Open]

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Romana really wasn't certain she'd understood the concept of wearing a costume. She supposed it was similar to Halloween, although the mixture of religion and superstition still left her with many questions. Still she hoped the dress (http://www.fashion-era.com/images/2006_7_trends_fall/partydresses/zhang%20memoirs%20of%20a%20geisha.jpg) she'd found was suitable. She really wanted something tasteful, and not too... outrageous.

It was one thing to have the City dress you in strange things, it was quite another to find something yourself.

She tucked a wayward curl back behind her ear, the rest spilling loosely down her back and started to wander around, still wondering why she'd even come.

Re: [Open]

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Tony is milling through the crowd doing his thing when he catches sight of Romana. A smile curls across his face as he makes his way toward her. He leans in to kiss her on the cheek.

"You look lovely, Romana." He's just not entirely sure what she's supposed to be.

Re: [Open]

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She almost flinches when he leans in, but relaxes again quickly, returning his smile.

"Thank you, You look well yourself. This seems like a lovely event."

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Reinette stands in the corner farthest from the speakers. The music is a bit loud, and the style is reminiscent of the kind that comes out of Rudy's ear wires- not at all to her taste. She's in a gown (http://i49.tinypic.com/1t100g.jpg) crafted for her by Tarrant Hightopp. In one hand she has a glass of champagne, and the other cradles her mask (http://i48.tinypic.com/2zjarf9.jpg). A quick scan of the crowd reveals a few familiar faces, and she leaves the relative comfort of her corner to greet others.

Re: open;

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Reinette is not a woman someone misses when she walks in the room and Tony takes note although it does take him a few minutes to get over there. He can't help smiling at her as he approaches.

"That is quite a gown. Rivaled only by the woman who wears it." And he takes her hand to kiss her knuckles. "Reinette, I'm very pleased you came."

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Reinette dips into a slight curtsy as he kisses her hand. "It was an honor to have been invited. And as for your costume-" She gives him another once-over, and with a laugh: "You are quite handsome, though I am unsure as to what or whom you might be costumed as."

So an Irish Guy walks into a party... [Open]

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Keats was never one to avoid free beer. Parties were interesting and he loved costumed ones. A few of the staff gave him a bit of a start due to looking like a particular invisible man who was supposed to kill him (http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20080114215152/folkloregame/images/thumb/a/a2/Characters_Belgae_concept.jpg/180px-Characters_Belgae_concept.jpg), but all was well. The people watching was excellent particularly because it was a costumed event.

Keats ended up with a top hat (http://www.psu.com/media/articles/keats.jpg) mostly because it was the only other outfit he had that was costumey. The red coat made him look like a certain vampire from comics.

Beer in hand, the Irishman began to walk about the crowd. Stark could throw a party, that much was sure.

Re: So an Irish Guy walks into a party... [Open]

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Tony catches sight of the top hat first because it's unusual. He makes his way through the crowd, scotch in hand to greet this person he doesn't know.

"Hello. Tony Stark. I don't believe we've met."

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Keats takes the hand and shakes it. He finds Tony's grip to be firm and a bit more honest than he expected from a man who liked to parade about in tights. It was a party, however. He tips up his beer to his host and smirks. "Never we've met, Mr Stark. Ye could just call me a gate crasher. Name's Keats."

His eyes scanned the crowd again. This would make for a good issue of Unknown Realm.

And he's met by an uptight possibly-Russian? [Still Open!]

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Natasha's been circling (dressed as one famous redheaded bombshell (http://i50.tinypic.com/148zwhl.jpg)) and making sure things are in order, unable to really enjoy herself. She takes a moment to grab a girly drink and stand off to the side, when she notices Keats, who she hadn't greeted yet.

She nods and smiles, holding a purple-gloved hand out. "Natalie Rushman, Mr. Stark's assistant. Enjoying yourself?"

Oh this is a good joke [Open like the bar]

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Keats is, for what he is, a fairly normal human male and he definitely appreciates a beautiful woman when she stands in front of him. He looks over her outfit and then offers his hand. "Keats. You throw quite an extravagant party."

Her drink looked barely touched and her pretty face had a bit of a displeased look. "You really should get out and dance a bit. Dun look like tha place is gonna blow itself up if ye do."

Lucy Locke & The Master [Open]

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Lucy's really excited. Not only because she gets to wear her slave!Leia (http://www.insidesocal.com/modernmyth/Kristen%20Bell%20as%20Slave%20Leia.jpg) costume but because it's a party and she hasn't been to one with the Master in a while. She's practically bouncing in her gold leather boots.

She snags a glass of champagne off a tray and beams at the Master. "One, you're hotter than Jabba. Two, wasn't Caligua the insane Caesar? He had the best fashion sense in any case. Who wants to wear a bed sheet when you can go all colorful and embroidered? I would have thought fewer clothes though. Or were togas only for special parties?"

Re: Lucy Locke & The Master [Open]

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"I should hope I'm hotter than Jabba," says the Master, carefully grabbing a glass for himself and trying not to tip over the tray with his sleeves (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tmxcWMej1cM). "Caligula was...well, that's close enough." It's a party. He's not going into a history lesson. "And this is a toga. Unlike what people wear at so called 'toga parties'."

Re: Lucy Locke & The Master [Open]

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"Good point. It doesn't take much but if I'm going to be enslaved to someone for the night I pick you over Jabba." Lucy is actually thrilled that she doesn't get a history lesson and he lets her think she's somewhat right. She makes a face, pondering the whole toga thing. "I think people just like dressing in bed sheets. Anyway, I like this. You could wear it around the house. I'll wear a bed sheet."