Something's wrong when you regret

[unwheeled]

When; Saturday 16 Feb, evening

Rating; PG? Maybe PG13 for language

Characters; Charles has invited the following:

• Luke
• David Allard
• Astrid Allard
• Tommy Shepherd
• Billy Kaplan
• Darwin
• Alex Summers
• Jocelyn Lassiter
• Bobby Lassiter
• Ginny Weasley

By virtue of living on the Floor of Mutants in this building, Raven Xavier and Sean Cassidy are expected to be there. Or wrangled into the cooking/cleaning crew, however one wants to take it.

Including Charles (the octomom-host) and Erik (the disgruntled bitchy head shark-chef) that brings the total guest list to 14.

Obviously if a guest brings another guest Charles won't make a fuss. This is all his fault, anyway.

Summary; MUTANT/MAGIC DINNER GATHERING (in Erik's one-bedroom apartment, whoops) Human to powered ratio? 3:11

Log; Charles managed to clear out the entire produce section of the first store he went to. Not to mention gaping holes in quite a few shelves (barring the freezer section, though Charles does stand there and stare at ingredient lists in building horror for a while). Naturally he somehow also manages to convince the store to loan him their delivery truck, as he proceeds to greatly diminish the shelves of at least one of the first store's competitors.

Hopefully there's someone around to help Charles bring all this food up. Hopefully they don't mind having their picture taken with the small camera Charles pulls out of his pocket, because that will happen if they mind or not. 

Charles' kitchen, seeing as how it's merely an extension of Erik's at this point, is definitely expected to be used in the cooking preparation - probably by Sean as Charles has been forbidden to assist (no one has TIME to throw a cookbook at his head is what this boils down to, and there aren't enough fire extinguishers around to cope with what may happen if he's rushed otherwise). The bulk of the dinner party will be occurring in Erik's apartment, where the bedroom door is welded shut without a visible seam. Charles' apartment door is open, though by the time things are underway there is a distinct lack of furniture - apparently it all migrated next door.

Barring Sean's apartment, all the other doors on the floor are open with keys in the lock with yellow, blue, or magenta tags labeling the apartment number. No one else lives on this particular level of this particular apartment building, imagine that? Not a single neighbor in sight, how useful.

Charles will say hello to each and every one of you and be the consummate host. Contrary to how it may seem, he's never actually THROWN a party before. Add that to the knowledge that six of the invited attendees won't be around come Monday and Charles will know it the moment they leave, he really wants this to go well. 

Eight mutants. One witch. One god. One Astrid. The Lassiters and David as the partridge in the pear tree only humans on the entire floor.

What about this party could possibly NOT be amazing?



[ooc: HERE THERE BE NO TAGGING ORDER. Just go for it, whatever it happens to be, and have fun! For reference: Erik's apartment is full of metal, complete with a very modern kitchen (though some of the seating and small tables have been liberated from Charles' apartment, and this is very clear.) However in case you were worried your character would be alighting on only metal seating do not fear! There is a low, long black couch that is more than comfortable.

The kitchen and dining room area are connected by large archways, collectively acting as one large room. The bathroom and bedroom have actual doorways - the latter of which is practically impassible as Erik has sealed the door.]

Comments

we're meant to be together I'll be there and you'll be here?

[lionesque]

[Jocelyn is attempting to carry something out from the kitchen (yes she is a guest, but everyone is being so kind and she couldn't not offer to help) when it slips slightly out of her hands and someone with hyperspeed powers might be useful about now...]

i'll be there for you, these five words i swear to you okay i can't do that sorry

[team_sociopath]

[The neat thing about Tommy is that he has excellent reflexes. Like, abnormally excellent, which isn't really surprising all things considered, but it means he's handy to have around when people are throwing swords at you or you're dropping platters.

It manages to travel about an inch downward before it's in his hands, which means, hi, there's a white-haired teenager in your face now.]

[lionesque]

Oh my goodness! Thank you. I'm sorry, I didn't even see you there.

[team_sociopath]

Yeah, I was over there.

[He shrugs a shoulder in the direction of the other side of the room, where he'd been perched on the back of a chair. He's still got the platter in hand.]

Where's this going?

[lionesque]

Oh.

[What does one say to that, anyway?]

Um, the table through there.

[team_sociopath]

[Thanks worked just fine, honestly. It's just a thing he does.]

Got it,

[he nods, with maybe a hint of a smile, and heads to put it down. At normal speed, of course.]

Need a hand with anything else?

[lionesque]

I'm fine thank you.

[Still slightly in shock from that, give her a minute.]

[team_sociopath]

[Yup, he recognizes that look.]

Not used to this kinda thing, huh?

[Chilling with mutants. She must be new here. Or just visiting, he'd guess.]

[lionesque]

[Well her husband can turn into a horse so it's not entirely out there.]

It's all rather a lot to take in at once.

[team_sociopath]

[Actually Tommy might be a little weirded out by that.]

No worries, you'll get used to it. Or you'll go home. Probably home.

[lionesque]

[Oi man no judgement among mutants.]

So I've heard.

[team_sociopath]

[Hey, that's not judgment, he's just not sure he'd be able to resist the Catherine the Great jokes.]

First time here?

[lionesque]

[Keep it PG here, Tommy.]

Is it very obvious?

[team_sociopath]

[He'll manage. Somehow. Probably.]

Well, to be fair, my brother and I lived here a while so I'm more used to it than most tourists. You kinda get good at spotting newbies.

[lionesque]

You were lucky to have someone with you.

[team_sociopath]

He was here a lot longer than me, actually. Made it a lot easier to get settled.

[lionesque]

How long was he here before you?

[team_sociopath]

[He shrugs]

Couple years, I think. We didn't talk all that much about it.

[lionesque]

[Well that seems odd to not talk to your own siblings about but she won't judge much.]

He must have been very lonely on his own.

[team_sociopath]

[Boys don't talk about loneliness, that's weird.]</small. He had some other people from home, on and off. I dunno, this place is weird, the way people come and go.

[lionesque]

[Sure they don't.]

I can see how it would be hard to make attachments, knowing anyone could leave.

[team_sociopath]

[He just shrugs, he doesn't really do this touchy-feely stuff if he can help it.]