#cwrpnye2019

[redefinereality]

@thatslayer​ gets more NYE Fun

Jason spent the beginning of the night, as planned, schmoozing important business men and less important socialites. He danced, and drank maybe a little too much, and was still in a fairly good mood when he spotted a particular brunette in the crowd once again.

Smirking, he finished off a dancing with the current blonde woman one of Bruce’s partners was courting. She was pretty, far too pretty for the rich rotund man she was dating, but she was also dumb as a box of rocks and just wanted money. Possibly good for a night of fun, but he couldn’t imagine spending any real amount of time with a woman like that.

No, he was much more interested in the type of woman that shoved him when he flirted. Or punched him hard enough to make him see stars. That was a woman worth your time.

Leading the blonde back to her boyfriend, he made polite banter for a few minutes before slipping away. Slinking back through the crowd, Jason made his way up behind Faith, dropping his voice low. “Enjoy your little date with the box?” he asked with a grin.

[thatslayer]

                  A new year beckons! After completing a successful renovation, Bruce Wayne has formally invited you to the last major social event of the year! New Year’s Eve at Wayne Manor is will be glitz and extravagance and filled to the brim with people who really should be back in their own cities, minding their own citizens.

                    But, who cares? It’s New Year’s Eve! Tag your starters both crossedworldsrp and cwrpnye2019 and let’s ring in 2020 in style!

[thatslayer]

NYE Kiss+Steve

nye kisses | accepting

@timemovesonandon​ 

           It's been a hell of a night. Faith's not used to just standing around at a party, but the more she runs in the ivory tower circles of the Avengers brood, the more she realizes that upscale parties suck actual donkey balls.

She's avoided nearly everyone (extra avoided Tony all night because, and she can't stress this enough but fuck that guy), save Cassie and the five seconds she actually saw Elektra. Homegirl's in her element at these soirees, so easily mingling with the upper crust that Faith feels out of place in her presence.

                   Whatever. She did what she was supposed to do, put in the face time with the rest of her posse like good little superheroes and kept her temper in check. She deserves a fucking cookie for this. And, she kind of gets one, when the countdown's started and she's moving through the crowd like she can't get out of their fast enough. Faith's easing between two groups of chattering women in their finest when Steve catches her eye and her retreat takes a detour, "Hey, I'm gonna bounce. Not really my scene, no offense." but, while she's explaining herself, the count falls easily from six to one and when the crowd erupts into a frenzy of new year's cheer, Faith takes it as a cue to make sure Steve knows that whatever the hell is going on between the two of them isn't one-sided. Because she's pretty fucking sure he thinks it is.

She gets a fistful of his collar, drags him down until she can reach his mouth easily --- the kiss isn't one of her big, epic, growly things. She's not gonna kiss the shit out of Captain America in front of an entire room full of rich assholes, but it is something and she manages to bite hs mouth, softly, before gently turning him loose, "Be gone a couple days but you got my number."