made waves with some friends I know

[fightlikehell]

 

The season is a'changing, the weather is warmer. The forecast calls for high temperature, low humidity and a light breeze. A near perfect day. What better reason to gather the friends and have a good time with a bonfire? Grab a beer, have a seat. Cheery tunes fill the salty air. There's plenty of room and so much to eat.

Matt Murdock is actually dressed for the beach. Still likely more than usual. He burns so easily. There's no way he could have done this alone. Anyone who is anyone in Nexus knows that there is that distinct Verity Willis touch on everything. If the sounds and the sights don't get you, it is going to be whatever Clint has on the grill. That man is magic.

[ooc; Come on in, guys and gals! Hop threads, twist time for sooner, later and all things in between. It's a real party. Don't be shy!]

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[poetwarrior]

Faris's head rises from Hunter's shoulder for a moment as he sniffs at the meat. "Perhaps... just a small amount of sunscreen?" he asks. "Then it will be perfect."

The K'da quickly sinks back into full tattoo form at the approach of a stranger, since his new friends apparently think he shouldn't draw attention. The point seems to be moot though, because Schön has already commented on his presence. "Greetings," he says politely.

[brave_heart_verity]

Schön sees all, Schön hears all... or at least, Schön knows Verity wouldn't be talking to empty air. And given her singular inability to have imaginary friends...

There's worse right words than summoning her devil.

"Don't work too much, this is supposed to be a party," she reminds him.

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

Her devil, is he? Verity's becoming possessive about all sorts of people.

"Faris," he greets the not-quite-tattoo, lifting his hat genially, "I am quite pleased to meet you." Hunter's answer is met with a smile and, "good, good."

"I remember the mantra of the cookout, Verity, never fear: pleasure before business."

[losthunter]

"Have you eaten Schön? We were just getting Faris something for his unique diet." Hunter takes out a bottle of sunscreen, and uses it like one would use mayonnaise, by smearing a little of it on the meat on Faris' plate.

[poetwarrior]

Faris decides that there is little point to him remaining hidden for the moment, since people are after all talking to him. He flows off Hunter's arm like water, dropping onto all four paws again, and he bows his head slightly to Schön. "And you as well."

The K'da tries not to be too distracted by the delicious smell coming from the plate, not while there are introductory pleasantries to conduct. But it does smell really good. To him, anyway.

[brave_heart_verity]

He's seen how she takes care of people. He'd rather be someone else's devil?

So long as the boys are all playing nice she'll give them some space. She's not wanted or needed for the negotiations and there's bound to be something she needs to be doing just out of earshot. "Don't forget you're on my team for volleyball, Hunter. I'm calling dibs."

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

That's a fair point. Verity tends her devils well.

Faris' detachment from Hunter is a process worth watching, and it has the thin man's full attention while it happens. "Well. Fluid grace, indeed. I've not yet dined, no," he answers, turning to Hunter's question with some fluidity of his own, "but I was about to. That is an... intriguing preparation you're making."

Volleyball? Schön may need to angle to be referee when the time comes, if there isn't one already.

[losthunter]

"You are calling dibs on me. I feel honored." Hunter grins at Verity.

"Well Faris has an unique diet. Last time he wanted caramel sauce and motor oil on his meat. This time... sunscreen."

"But I can fix one up for you, without any special ingredients." Hunter smiles.

[poetwarrior]

Verity seems to be leaving the conversation, so Faris bows his head to her slightly before she goes. "My thanks again for accommodating my tastes." Or trying, anyway. As far as he's concerned, the thought really does count.

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

Schön tips his hat to Verity as she goes, before nodding to Hunter. "Please. Caramel, motor oil, and sunscreen--I admit, it might not suit my own palate, but there are those of whom I can think who might appreciate the recipe."

[losthunter]

"I will get right to fixing one up for you. Faris can tell you his story."

[poetwarrior]

"It is not a very long story," Faris says, slightly apologetic.

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

"A tale is rarely judged by its length," Schön assures the dragon, "although if you prefer not to share it, I shan't press."

[losthunter]

"Just start at the beginning Faris." Hunter encourages his friend, from where he is making a couple of burgers.

[poetwarrior]

"Very well." The K'da sits on his haunches, so he doesn't have to crane his neck back to look up at Schön. "I was on a scout ship staffed by my peoples, and somehow found myself here in this Nexus. My kind are symbiotic, and cannot live longer than six hours away from our hosts. That time had nearly passed when I came across Hunter. Fortunately, humans are compatible with K'da needs, so he has graciously volunteered to allow me temporary shelter. We have been unable to locate the way back for me."

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

"Hunter is a generous soul, isn't he?" Schön muses. "Mm, finding passage onto a ship can be tricky... but I may be able to find you a doorway back to your universe, after the party."

((I should ask: do you want Faris to be able to get back to his home universe, or be stuck in the Nexus a while longer?))

[losthunter]

Hunter returns with two burgers. He has made his with cheese, banana peppers, onions, bacon and a hint of hot sauce.

As he did not know what topping would be appropriate, he has a selection of many on the side of the plate.

[poetwarrior]

"Is there a special method to find the appropriate door?" Faris questions.

((I want him to be stuck for a bit, at least. What ends up happening in the end is up to how things go with him and Hunter. :) ))

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

Schön accepts the plate from Hunter, glancing it over with a murmur of, "thank you, very thoughtful." To Faris, he answers, "I have a spell, which guides lost people to their destinations. Terribly useful, in a place like this."

((Right-o.))

[losthunter]

"We don't have to do it tonight. There is a party to enjoy after all."

"Why don't you come over to my place in a few days, Schön?"

[I do have a Hunter-themed plot in mind for a new scene, if you were both interested]

[poetwarrior]

Now that everyone else has food, Faris digs in to his own plate. It may be an odd combination to most, but he definitely seems to enjoy it. "A spell?" he says, tilting his head to the side slightly. "I am not familiar with this word."

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

((I'm game. What's the plot?))

"Certainly," the thin man replies to Hunter's suggestion. "I am at your service." To Faris, he adds, "magic? The guidance of the subtle dance of energy and reality by the sufficiently learned? It is perhaps something your people believe to occur only in the confines of myth?"

[losthunter]

[I am starting a Witch in Darkness plotline where Hunter's magical abilities get unlocked, with the first stages due to his connection with Faris. The link is to my OOC plot bunny.]

"Do you have magic in your world, Faris?"

[poetwarrior]

Faris's confusion isn't terribly lessened by Schön's explanation. "Perhaps my knowledge of your language is lacking. I believed the proper term for such things was advanced physics, or quantum physics."

[u_can_have_it_4_a_song]

Schön gives a sniff that would be difficult to call anything other than disdainful. "Not at all the same thing, I assure you."