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[formidable]

[Amelia should have learned how to use her cell phone properly at some point. She meant to send her message inviting people for a drink to a few select people in town-- Libby her bartender, Emily Maxwell, a previous student of hers, hell maybe even Micheal and Adam.

Somehow this hasn't happened.]



[Amelia had to shoo away the talking cats, clear the living room of the books and practically redecorate the interior of the house-- it was no longer the cozy vintage home she had been living in for decades, but rather a fancy contemporary and industrial looking household.

A household now filled with various party goers called up by a certain billionaire playboy who is a terrible person. The nice thing about being in a witch's house is that the food and drink are plentiful and that the magic that's literally around in the house seems to keep people in high spirits. Some people are also complimenting the now well-dressed Amelia how charming and post-modern the wind chimes decorating her ceiling were. Funny how they aren't making any sounds despite the crowd.

As for the witch, she's walking around and doing her best to be pleasant despite her dislike of huge crowds and keeping an eye on the hallway. People could get lost in there unfortunately.

This is going to be a long Friday.]

Comments

[mjolnir_time]

[THE MIGHTY THOR makes an entrance, red cape swirling.]

Amelia! I have brought you mead from Asgard for your party.

1/2

[recluserose]

[OH DAMMIT.]

Ah! Thor. Nice to see you here! Give us a minute will you...? [PULLING HIM ASIDE INTO THE MAGIC HALLWAY]

[recluserose]

I apologize, things got out of hand-- I'm never using a phone again. Anyways, you might attract too much attention in those clothes.

[mjolnir_time]

... I apologize. I do not have any appropriate clothing from Midgard.

[recluserose]

And that's why I'm apparently the hostess of this party. Now hold still.

[She points at Thor and he's immediately set up in a casual dress shirt and pants.]

[mjolnir_time]

[It's good to be the witch.]

My thanks, Lady Amelia.

[See icon.]

[recluserose]

[A small cough] You're welcome.

[mjolnir_time]

[He holds out a rather ornate bottle.]

A small gift, to such a lovely hostess.

[recluserose]

[Okay THAT is actually getting a smile out of her as she accepts the bottle from him]

Small, but it's appreciated very much so.

[mjolnir_time]

You are most welcome.

[He leans in a little and lowers his voice.]

I would not allow normal mortals to drink too much of that. It may have unexpected results.

[griffonix]

[ ooooooh my god what is this guy for real ]

... Nice cape.

[mjolnir_time]

[It was, until Amelia magic-ed it away. ]

Apparently it was not quite appropriate for this gathering. Luckily Amelia is a gracious hostess.

[griffonix]

Not quite, no. Liable to get stepped on with this many people around.

[mjolnir_time]

That would be unfortunate indeed.

I am Thor... [He stops himself from adding "Odinson", because Amelia might not appreciate him announcing himself like that.]

Might I know your name?

[griffonix]

[ Thor? Haha, wow he even looks like a Thor ]

Madigan. It's very nice to meet you.

[mjolnir_time]

The pleasure is mine. [See icon.]

You are a friend of Amelia's?

[griffonix]

[ I will not try to seduce this guy with my magic. I will not try to seduce this guy with my magic. I will not-- ahem. ]

I am. Are you?

[mjolnir_time]

[The magic might or might not work, but it probably wouldn't take much magic anyway. XD ]

Yes. We have only recently met, but she is a remarkable lady.

[allfatherissues]

[Only one person makes that kind of entrance.

Loki is giving this person a pointed frown, and his tone is patronizing.]

You're overdressed, Thor. Always trying to be the center of attention - that much hasn't changed, has it.

[SERIOUSLY WHY WERE YOU INVITED.]

[mjolnir_time]

[BECAUSE AMELIA LIKES ME. Also she gave him a change of clothing. ]

... Loki. I suppose I should not be surprised to see you here.

[He looks wary, like he's not sure what Loki is going to do next.]

[allfatherissues]

[Loki has always been an expert at hiding any ill-intent, though with Thor he cannot help but let bitterness creep into his demeanour. He approaches his brother with a smile that somehow does not manage to look too strained.]

Really? And what do you mean by that?

[mjolnir_time]

Just that you are a friend to Amelia, so it does not surprise me that she would invite you also.

[Touchy little brother.]

[allfatherissues]

I would not miss it for the world. Of course, I did not expect such a vast array of mortals to show -

[not touchy, just harbouring a lot of father and brother issues here.]

- nor did I expect you here. It will make for an interesting party.

[mjolnir_time]

I was also surprised by the number of guests.

For Amelia's sake, we should not make it too interesting.

[In other words, truce and let's behave ourselves, right dear brother?]

[allfatherissues]

Come now, what is a party without a little excitement? This notion applied itself on Asgard, I do not see why it cannot on Midgard as well.

[In other words, no promises on that front.]