Home for the Holidays

[sweetcandygirl]

Over the weekend, Harley was busy decorating her Nexus apartment, stylizing everything in soft whites and a few bright splashes of reds.

In the middle of the apartment, where her aerial silks normally hang from the cathedral ceilings, and several pinwheel decorations. And soft Christmas music is playing on the stereos, filling the open areas of her apartment.

The smells of several delicious foods waft from the kitchen. Everything is made with a vegetarian-friendly flare, that is still respectful to the season itself. And to supplement the fact there may not be any meat on the menu -- there is a large keg of ale on a countertop nearby. There is also plenty of wine, cocktails, and eggnog available.

Harley has invited a few people over to her apartment for a small pre-Christmas party. Mostly, those who already live or stay in her apartment.

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[sweetcandygirl]

"Nuh-huh. No longwinded speeches allowed. People can dance... but I am sure there will be nothing formal about it."

Harley takes his arm. "So have you been introduced to Cricket's moonshine yet?"

[pirateangelbaby]

"Oh yes, a brew he called 'white lightning.'" Thor still gets a kick out of that name. "He shared it with me at the... last party." A little more sobering of an event, in hindsight, now knowing what it was for.

[sweetcandygirl]

Harley nods slightly, in respect to the reason for the last party. She is glad that Thor was told about the why. It makes it even more special.

"He has some eggnog flavors tonight."

[pirateangelbaby]

Thor has a vague recollection of overhearing that word on Earth some years ago, but Hel if he knows what it is. Not that that would stop him. "Well, we'd better sample some, then."

[sweetcandygirl]

"Don't worry. I have already had a few glasses. So at least we are on a level playing field." She pats his arm playfully. Yes Thor. She saw you in the drunken sleeping pile after the last party.

[pirateangelbaby]

It probably won't be the last time, let's be honest. Not if things stay as they are, anyway.

Thor chuckles, and looks down at her, mildly curious. "How much does it take to weaken your knees, anyway? Has Loki plied you with Asgardian-strength ale yet?"

[sweetcandygirl]

"Not really sure. Red... my ex-gal-pal... infused me with a special tonic, so that I am immune to poisons and toxins. And that has included any alcohol I have come across..." Harley shrugs.

"But otherworldly stuff? It might fit the bill. Would have to try it."

[pirateangelbaby]

"So noted," he agrees with a smile. "Earth liquor doesn't do much for me either, but I enjoy the taste. 'Cocktails' are very much a Midgard thing; I plan to sample them all eventually."

[sweetcandygirl]

"And that is why I enjoy going out for drinks with you, Thor. You never make me feel unusual, because of my abilities." She grins at him.

[pirateangelbaby]

Thor chuckles, giving her a friendly nudge. "Technically we're going in for drinks tonight, but your point is well taken."

[sweetcandygirl]

"Makes for an easier transition if you need a place to lie down your head." She teases him lightly.