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@isaiahrcss
❛ We obsess. It’s in our nature. ❜
Isaiah tips his head & gives the words some honest consideration even as his gaze continues to travel the length of the room, sweeping over the guests that are in attendance. Collectively, they’re still waiting, still in the drink & mingle portion of the evening’s entertainment.
❝ That’s probably at least part of the reason that ❛ All things in moderation ❜ has become such a popular line of advice. ❞
@wbbing !!
slvicshdow·:
SHE WINKS IN ARE RESPONSE , amusement playing in her lean against Isaiah. “ Don’t worry, it would seem the more theatrical among the group are more likely to come through a wall than a cake. ”
The night will serve its purpose, by serving a certain number of people in a multitude of ways. She hovers near ——- her own interests seemingly lying in the cameras she momentarily turns towards. Once they’ve gotten their shot, “ You could get some clients out of this. ”
There’s a brief PAUSE before Isaiah offers up a shrug of his shoulders under the expensive fabric of his jacket. ❝ That’s probably TRUE. ❞ Sometimes you just have to go with the STATISTICS.
❝ But I’d APPRECIATE if this event didn’t turn out like the LAST ONE of these I attended. ❞
❝ Oh COME ON NOW ––––––– you don’t think I was going to let this whole night go TO WASTE ? ❞ ( She doesn’t, of course. She knows him better than anyone. )
flashoutoftime:
The grin he plasters on is only 10% nerves as he shakes the stranger’s hand in what he hopes is confidence.
“Wallace West. Good to meet you.” He chuckles and waves his own scotch before taking a sip. This is probably his third and while the amber liquid is dark, he isn’t even getting a mild buzz. But he can appreciate why adults enjoy alcohol so much.
“It’s definitely something. Though I’m wondering when they’ll be moving onto the main event. I’m sure some of these women are about to protest for their feet.”
❝ You haven’t been to many of these, have you ? ❞ It’s a question asked entirely without malice, amusement tingeing his tone & his expression as he takes another sip of his gin & tonic. ❝ They aren’t usually in much of a hurry to GET THE SHOW ON THE ROAD. ❞
Isaiah sidles half a step closer as he squeezes some lime juice into his drink & drops the wedge in amongst the liquid & ice. ❝ & I usually find that the women at these sorts of events are USED TO the heels. ❞ Of course, that doesn’t mean they LIKE them –––––––
❝ So what brings you here ? ❞
cahrter·:
THE CRYSTALLINE RING OF THEIR GLASSES MEETING when Sharon reaches out to follow - up with a particularly sardonic cheers is lost entirely to the din of the room around them. There’s something … oddly, uncomfortably poetic about that observation, not that Sharon’s ever been the type to waste billable hours on poetry.
❝ — — Now ask me if that’s ever stopped me, Mister Ross. ❞ She answers the hint of his amusement with a rebound of her own, entertained by his ability to detach from it all, if nothing else. ❝ If I tell you that I think Luthor’s wearing a hairpiece, is that considered PRIVILEGED ? ❞
Isaiah tucks his amused smile behind the rim of his glass momentarily as he takes a sip post - cheers. The bottom of the stemmed wine glass finds the surface of the table cloth covered cocktail table & he chuckles.
❝ I think given my CONSULTING, we could make a sturdy argument for it. ❞ His gaze travels the room to take in the proposed evidence. Another laugh bubbles up. ❝ I won’t tell if you won’t. ❞
If there was one thing that impressed him about these kind of events, it was that people went all out. The decor, food and even other people’s outfits. Some of these cost more than he paid in rent a month.
It was a little overwhelming, to say the least. But at least he knew he (mostly) fit in, in terms of appearance. Reaching up, he adjusted the collar of his shirt beneath the bowtie for a second, before he wandered closer to the open floor where people were mingling and speaking in varying tones. It was a cacophony of sound that merged into a general low buzz, interspersed with sharp laughs or the tinkle of high-end glass.
It was an oddly calming sound, despite his eyes being on high alert as he casually swept the room with his gaze. Taking a sip of the full-bodied wine in his hand (he’d changed the watered down champagne for something more substancial); the ginger let out a soft hum as the flavor coated his tongue.
Yeah, ok so maybe expensive taste wasn’t such a bad thing.
Having Natasha’s hand tucked into his elbow only lasts for SO LONG before her attention & presence is required elsewhere in the room & Isaiah is content to slip toward the outer edges to simply take everything in, sipping at the gin & tonic he acquired from one of the cocktail servers.
Isaiah offers up a friendly smile to the person that drifts to occupy the space next to him. ❝ It quite the show, isn’t it ? ❞ Watching the room of attendees mingle & drink & get business done. He stretches a hand out. ❝ Isaiah Ross, nice to meet you ––– ❞
( SAD STARTERS :: ) “ Who am I to say what any of this means? ”
It’s a dry remark, as dry as the red wine in his glass & Isaiah can’t help the way the corners of his mouth curl up in amusement. He isn’t entirely sure if it’s a two - way street or not, but he’s always enjoyed Director Sharon Carter’s company.
❝ No, I CAN’T IMAGINE that your current position gives your opinion any weight at all. ❞
@cahrter !!
slvicshdow·:
A RELATIVELY QUIET CONVERSATION shielded by blinding lights of the room. Allowing pieces, her mosaic gaze soon lands back to Isaiah. Fond and feigned exasperation coloring her tone, “ You’re just trying to fatten him up. ”
He’s right ( hardly a surprise ) but rather than flagging a waiter for such a reminder, she shakes her head. “ It’s hardly my party. ——- They would have us pop out of a cake if they could. ”
❝ GUILTY. ❞ He has, perhaps, a BAD HABIT of always bringing Liho a treat or a new toy when he knows that he’s going to see the black feline. ❝ He deserves it. ❞
❝ Well, that sounds UNSANITARY. ❞ There’s a curve to his mouth as he slants a glance at her, humor evident in his features. ❝ Remind me not to eat any of the dessert. ❞ They both know the party is less about celebrating the NEW AVENGERS as it is about the ATTENTION & PUBLICITY.
@isaiahrcss
THE PRESS WHICH DESCEND UPON THEM is treated well, though her gaze does flicker toward the more prestigious among them. ( Most of whom do well to avoid asking any questions about diet or haircare routines. ) Arm and arm with Isaiah, Natasha offers what’s desired. Just another game to play as she sets pieces throughout the room.
With the crowd reasonably satiated her performance continues. “ Remind me to sneak a crab cake away. ” Or, at least, she is allowed room to offer more of herself in this brief pause, “ ——- Liho will kill me if I come home empty handed. ”
It isn’t the first event that Isaiah’s ever attended with Natasha’s hand tucked into the bend of his arm, but it’s perhaps going to turn out to be the most PUBLICIZED one if the flash of the cameras is anything to go by.
❝ Only ONE crab cake ? ❞ The corners of his mouth curl up, amused. ❝ I’m fairly certain you won’t have any trouble getting someone to get you a to - go bag. It is, as they say, YOUR PARTY. ❞
purrfectioniist·:
❝ I’LL LET THEM KNOW YOU’VE SET UP A TAB —— ❞ So this is social —— even if Isaiah is a friend, she’s used to the double deal most of the time. After all, he is her Lawyer - no matter how well they get on, no matter how many drinks they share. Running her fingers across her own menu she eyes up the artichoke dip before remembering the amount of dairy that goes into hollandaise sauce and taking another longer sip of her drink.
❝ Dull. It’s all work and no play. ❞ she offers, flippantly - knowing fine well he won’t believe that for a second. ❝ You get the invite to this Luthor thing ? ❞ Selina’s digits drum down on plastic before hesitating for a moment — she wouldn’t normally be for forward but she knows the circles he works in and around. Work always bleeds into the real and vise versa. Her eyebrows arch up as she to relaxes into the comfortable chair, the hum of the restaurant around them providing at least a little cover.
❝ It seems – A LOT. ❞
❝ GO AHEAD –––––– the MIMOSAS and BLOODY MARYS are bottomless until 2. ❞ His lips curve into a smile behind his glass. He takes another sip before setting it aside again. Isaiah’s foot bounces idly as he tips his head and listens to her.
❝ I did receive one, yes. ❞ Although he’s still convinced there’s some INTENTION behind it that he’s not yet aware of. Despite some of his connections, he doubts he would have ranked an invite otherwise.
❝ I suppose the best way to celebrate the New Avengers is with an extravagant gala that puts him front - and - center of all of the attention. ❞
The envelope is sitting on the corner of his desk for nearly three hours before he finally takes a minute to use his letter opener to slice it open and pull the invitation out to read it. Isaiah sits back in his chair and hums thoughtfully as its contents register.
Given his consulting for S.H.I.E.L.D. and his other personal connections, he’s not entirely surprised to be on the invite list. But he doubts very much that invitees are simply warm bodies to pack into a room. There’s intent behind it, even if he’s not sure what that is, yet.
Interesting.
purrfectioniist·:
❝ AHH - SO YOU’RE TRYING TO GET ME DRUNK … ? ❞ A finger is pointed across the neat little table, perfectly set for two - the caraf of water in the centre barely touched. Selina’s eyes narrow playfully as she watches him take a sip of the bloody mary. Her Mimosa is poised at her lips as she returns the teasing grin, eyes rolling backs for a moment as she takes a drink. ❝ And there I was thinking we were done with days like this. I’m not getting any younger you know. People LOVE to talk. ❞
Reaching down she smooths out the napkin that covers her lap, lids dipping for a moment before letting out a soft sigh of complacency.
❝ What brings you to Gotham anyway ? It’s been a while since I’ve seen you in Jersey —- don’t tell me you’re struggling for clients because we both know that isn’t the case. ❞
❝ OF COURSE NOT ! I am merely supplying you AMPLE OPPORTUNITY should you so choose. ❞ There are one page laminated menus with the brunch specials on the table in front of each of them, but he leaves it for now, not in much of a hurry to put an order in.
Isaiah tips to lean into the corner of his chair, crossing one leg over the other.
❝ I can assure you, my client base is doing JUST FINE. ❞ He offers up a smile. ❝ Like I said ––––– we were overdue. How are things on this side of the river ? ❞
SAD STARTERS :: ❛ Here I am, pry me open. What do you want to know? ❜
There’s a slow blink & a snorted laugh that he normally does a much better job at smothering but in present company he doesn’t bother to try. ❝ That was an incredibly graphic image given I only JUST got my Bloody Mary & it’s not even 12:30. ❞
Isaiah stirs said drink with the stick of celery in the glass before taking a sip. Ah, perfect.
❝ I know you probably find this hard to believe, but I didn’t ask you to brunch to grill you for information. ❞ A somewhat wry, teasing smile tilts up one side of his mouth. ❝ It’s been a while, we were overdue for a boozy Sunday. ❞
@purrfectioniist !!
’Lines that have made me cry at one point’ starters!
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“I found love where it wasn’t supposed to be.”
“Give us more to see.”
“What did I give you?”
“I want to move on, I want to explore the light.”
“I want to know how to get through, through to something new. Something of my own.”
“You’re a good person, Peter. It’s such a weakness.”
“Is he- is this real?”
“However you live there’s a part of you always standing by, mapping out a sky.”
“How do we feel in that photograph and how can we feel it again?”
“Maybe I’ve done enough.”
“Your golden child grew up.”
“For the first time, I see an image of my brokenness, utterly worthy of love.”
“I finally see myself through the eyes of no one else.”
“You’ve got a second chance. You could go home.”
“You’ve got a warm heart, you’ve got a beautiful brain, but it’s disintegrating.”
“I was just a kid who grew up strong enough to pick this armor up, and suddenly it fit.”
“I was little, I was weak, I was perfectly nieve, and I grew up too quick.”
“I won’t let you in, I swore never again.”
“I can’t afford, no, I refuse to be rejected.”
“But I can’t let you see all that I have to lose.”
“Here I am, pry me open. What do you want to know?”
“Everything was fine until you came around.”
“Man, you really brought me back down.”
“After all you put me through, don’t say it wasn’t true, that you were not the monster that I knew.”
“Another summer day is come and gone away in Paris and Rome, but, I want to go home.”
“I can’t call you a stranger, but I can’t call you.”
“You may hate me, but I can’t hate you.”
“I won’t replace you.”
“The way she tells me I’m hers and she is mine, open hand or closed fist would be fine.”
“If you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones.”
“Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows.”
“I have never known anyone who actually believed that I was enough.”
“Smile, my boy, it’s sunrise.”
“I wish I knew how to quit you.”
“You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But, it ain’t about how hard you hit. It’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward.”
“S’that motive enough for ya?”
‘Isn’t it lovely how artists can capture us?’
‘You would have liked her. Honey, I’m wrong- you would have LOVED her.’
“You can’t trick me anymore.”
“But, for what it’s worth, Peter, I really am sorry.”
“You didn’t see that coming?”
“It’s been a long, long time.”
“What if all the things I’ve done we’re just attempts at earning love?”
“George misses Marie. George misses a lot. George is alone.”
“No, I don’t think I will.”
“I love you 3000.”
“So, you better run for cover when the pup grows-” *gunshot*
“I could look at him forever.”
“What if who I hoped to be was always me?”
“Why are there so many songs about rainbows and what’s on the other side?”
“Is a better home awaiting in the sky?”
“My love, are you sitting down?”
“It felt like my life, but a better version.”
“I held onto my life and who I was with you.”
“We could just kiss like real people do.”
“Leave me to dream.”
“George would have liked to seen people out strolling on Sunday.”
“Move on.”
“Chimerical. C-H-I-M-E-R-I-C-A-L. Highly unrealistic, widely fanciful.”
“I love you.”
“I think dad is angry, ma, and I do not know what to do.”
“I think he takes out on me what he wants to take out on you.”
“How I wish you were home.”
“Nothing can make sense of all these things I’ve done.”
“No, I’d rather pretend I’m something better than these broken parts. Pretend I’m something better than this mess that I am.”
“Cause what if everyone saw? What if everyone knew? Would they like what they saw? Or would they hate it too?”
“I think I’m made of stone.”
“I should be feeling more.”
“You can still be what you want to.”
“It’s just medicine.”
“Seeing all the parts but none of the whole.”
“And it burns inside his eyes.”
“And you catch him now and then.”
“So you want him even more.”
“But he’s never really there.”
“We do not belong together.”
“We do not belong together, and we should have belonged together.”
“I care about many things.”
“Things, not people.”
“Who am I to say what any of this means?”
“I have been sleepwalking since I was fourteen.”
“I have been half myself for more than half my life.”
“Fall in love again, and again, and again.”
“Are you going to age with grace?”
“You taught me the courage of stars before you left.”
“Who cares what you are listening to, it’s who you’re listening with.”
“It’s sad but true how much I miss you. I miss you, Cecily Smith.”
“Life is not the things that we do, it’s who we’re doing them with.”
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( DEATHLESS MEME :: ) ❛ it will stop your breath, how cruel i can be. ❜
HE DOESN’T DOUBT IT.
You don’t find success in a life like Natasha’s without sharp, hard edges.
Isaiah is, perhaps, one of the few people in the world still breathing who can claim to know anything about the woman sitting across from him & even he knows that said knowledge is WOEFULLY LACKING.
❝ I hope I never give you reason enough to show me. ❞
@slvicshdow !!
dangerwatson:
fair enough. what happened in sokovia was tragic, what happens near every other month in metropolitan areas likewise. the resulting accords always read as a bandaid to a larger problem, one nobody had a clear answer to nor solution for. however to go with a registry, to reveal the names of those who had no connections to these large scale events, seemed extreme even then.
mary jane nodded her head, “ it’s not an easy topic to breach. what would you have thought to do differently ? i can only make assumptions here, but your knowledge of law would surely play its part in thinking about this critically, right ? ”
Even a background in LAW can only take you so far. It’s the HUMAN ELEMENT that he thinks was FORGOTTEN in all of this, not necessarily the LEGAL one. Things tend to get MESSY when there are EMOTIONS involved. ( &, he thinks, RIGHTLY SO in this particular case. )
❝ I am not wholly convinced I really have the QUALIFICATIONS to pitch an ALTERNATIVE PLAN. Law certainly plays its part. ❞ A wry smile plays at his lips, & he shrugs lightly. ❝ It’s COMPLICATED. ❞ ( An understatement, if there ever was one. ) ❝ I don’t believe enough consideration was given for the PEOPLE behind those masks, the ones who were WILLINGLY doing what they could to keep everyone safe. No one ASKED THEM to do it in the first place. ❞
