thatwaslucky | MCA #1- Friday night, and probably later

MCA #1- Friday night, and probably later

This was really Annie and Summer's party, that just so happened to take place in Rey's stupidly giant apartment. Still, even while she'd been told a lot of people might be coming, Rey was a little concerned no one actually would, and then she'd have to figure out what to do with just... a ridiculous amount of alcohol and so many inflatable reindeer. And packages for this thing had been showing up daily for a week, including as late as this afternoon, and after all of this, people had better show up.

There were so many Christmas lights around the place that the apartment lights weren't even on, Summer's Jello shots were very much on display, and while there was mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, it wouldn't force you to kiss anyone. (No, no, that's the alcohol's job.) It was jolly as hell up in here, and honestly loud enough that even if you decided to skip the party you'd probably have some idea of how it went.

Also Tino showed up like ten minutes early and was just kind of hanging around.

Enjoy the night! Hopefully you wore something festive or you're gonna hear about it.

[Open! Every single adult is definitely invited, crashers are invited to do their worst. ~~Please wait for a dumb amount of OCD~~ OCD UP GO PLAY.]

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Annie had not merely limited herself to a sweater - which, let's face it, was cute and she'd wear it anyway. She also had a marvelously tacky skirt, leggings, reindeer antlers and earrings, to boot.

She was also, naturally, armed with a glitter cannon, which she was keeping on her hip like a person who was kind of newly getting used to carrying something like that (but also loved it) and wasn't afraid to to use it liberally.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa laughed as he approached Annie. "I know someone who has been on the nice list this year! Well done Annie! You are a credit to your profession!"

He then pulled out two packages. "My head elf Barry, worked very hard on these for you. One I believe goes to someone else but the other is specifically for you.

The first package was a domino mask that Barry had been working on before at Annie's request. But because it's Barry the mask also had nightvision, a black light function and a tracking capabilities as well as a heads up display which tracked local police channels.

The other package contained a belt which would go along with Annie's Starlight costume. "Barry the elf explained to me that this belt has its own power generator which would allow you to use your abilities once if you are ever out of an area without electricity."

Okay well that mask was getting pocketed super fast, as soon as Annie realized what it was, because Christmas surprises and all. (Of course her amazing skirt had pockets. It was part of the appeal.)

But the belt was pretty awesome, and Annie went ahead and opened it all the way up and actually held it up to admire it. "Holy crap, Barry - I mean, Santa. This is amazing."

She'd never run into any kind of sticky black-out situations, but it was always something she worried about, and like, okay Santa Barry, you were going to get a hug.

Even if this Santa thing was super weird.

"Now, now, be careful with your language, young lady," Santa said with a chuckle and a wave of his finger. "We don't want to end up on the naughty list. I am glad you like the belt. My elf, Barry, seemed to think it was very important to make. He's a bit cranky but underneath that gruff exterior I suspect he take great pride in his work."

Jessica arrived and saw Annie. And her outfit. And that big glitter gun.

And there was a glare of warning if that glitter gun was going to be used on Jessica.

"You may wear a Santa hat or face the cannon," Annie offered generously. Because she wasn't dumb, she knew what that glare was for.

"I'm already dressed for the holidays," Jessica said warily.

What. Def Leppard t-shirts are totally holiday wear. Ish.

"Summer and I both are armed with these," Annie warned her, raising both brows as well as the cannon. "I would make a careful choice, here, Jones."

That got you such a glare Annie. Such a glare.

"Give me the hat and point me to the bar," she relented. Reluctantly.

Maybe she could ditch the hat later.

Annie gleefully handed over a hat, gesturing to the bar. As though Jessica could ever miss it. "I made the punch. It's chock full of booze."

There was a very loud huff as Jessica put the hat on. And glared.

"It itches," she complained.

Miguel saw that ensemble and blinked.

"Wow. You went all out."

Yeah, he had no idea who you were, Annie, but that outfit begged commenting.

"I'm the person with the glitter cannon and the threats; if I didn't show up, I'd be a very poor...Christmas outfit enforcer," Annie decided with a smile. "I'm too dumb to know what your shirt means off the top of my head, though."

She was also several drinks in, so, slack, cutting it, that could be a thing.

"It's like a periodic table thing, right?"

"Periodic table, DNA, pi," Miguel agreed. "I'm a scientist; I got a kick out of it." He nodded to her. "Miguel O'Hara. Am I festive enough to avoid the glitter cannon?"

"Annie January," she offered in return, "and you're totally festive enough, Miguel, and in fact, bonus points for doing like a sciencey thing with it."

Seriously, that was kind of great?

"Welcome. Have a shot or seven," she added.

Miguel grinned. "I promised Summer to try one of each. I know she loves her jello. I'm taking all others under advisement, if you've got suggestions."

"The jello shots are fabulous. I made the punch," she told him, "and it is very deceptively boozy, so watch yourself."

"Healing factor," Miguel answered with a shrug. "Unless I chug the stuff all at once, I'll be fine."

"Lucky," Annie sighed enviously. "I know a couple guys back home like that."

And Jessica, who was probably around here somewhere, not destroying her liver.

Miguel grimaced. "It's got its uses, yeah. That part doesn't suck. You're from somewhere with mutants or heroes of some kind, then?"

"We say 'super-abled' where I'm from, but yes, we've got heroes," she told him, smiling. "Can I be nosy and ask whether you can do stuff besides the healing?"

She'd normally even do a little show-me-yours-I'll-show-you-mine, but given how much she'd been drinking, she would stick to descriptions of her powers.

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"Yeah, a few things," Miguel answered. He held up one hand and popped his talons out. "There's a reason I don't usually shake hands, for a start."

And his eyes were red, though in this light, who could tell?

"I'm part spider. Are you 'super-abled', then?"

"I am," Annie said, leaning in to look at those talons curiously. (She'd notice the eyes eventually, but yeah, between the lighting and the drinks it would take a minute.) "I, um, can pull electricity from things around me and shoot it out of my hands as light." You know, that old story. "I've never met someone who was part spider before!"

"Yeah, I'm special," Miguel said dryly, then relented a bit. "I'm strong, I'm fast, I can shoot webs, and I'm venomous. Between the webs and the wall-crawling, I'm great at putting up Christmas lights."

...He was totally going to regret mentioning that by the end of the month, wasn't he?

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