6639/Nadia's First Birthday

Nadia's First Birthday
Date of Scene:	20 June 2021
Location:	Grand Exhibition Space, Pym Technologies
Synopsis:	Nadia's first real birthday is /amazing/. Mission Accomplished.
Cast of Characters:	Nadia Pym-van Dyne, Irie West, Koriand'r, Vivian Vision, Dick Grayson, Vision, Conner Kent, Scott Lang, Bart Allen, Hank Pym, Terry O'Neil

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Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
June 21st. It was the date in the file, one of many recovered from a Red Room bunker beneath the Siberian Tundra. This particular file contained the details of the capture and death of Maria Trovaya, wife of Hank Pym, including the date she gave birth to a baby girl who she would name Nadia. June 21st.

By some coincidence of fate, June 21st was also the day that Nadia first appeared at Avengers Mansion having managed to escape her Red Room captivity. It has been a full year since then and a whole lot has happened.

In celebration of her first real birthday, Nadia's parents both blood and step have pulled out all of the stops for her. One of the grand exhibition halls of the Pym Technologies campus has been converted into a ballroom almost like a castle with hanging crystal chandeliers and beautiful tapestry. The center of the space has been given over to a dance floor, while the friges are dotted with round tables decked out in fine linens and silks for people to mingle around and talk. There is also the mother of all buffets with a spread of gourmet foods capable of accomadating speedsters and the like without deprieving anyone else of a good time, as well as an open bar.

At the stroke of eight the cars begin pulling up out front, limos dropping off their occupants, others taken to a nearby parking area by valet attendants. Waiters pass among the growing crowd of mingling individuals with trays of hors d'oeuvres and flutes of champagne and sparkling cider for the young. At present, however, the birthday girl is nowhere to be seen.

Irie West has posed:
Irie had gone shopping just for this occasion. She didn't have any nice fancy clothes, so she needed to find something that was appropriate. What she found was a nice sleeveless white dress, that is held together at the waist with a yellow sash. However she forgot to buy matching shoes, so she had to make do with a pair of white trainers.

When she enters the room, her eyes go wide in awe. "Woooow," she says as she takes in the opulence. Held in one hand is her birthday present for Nadia. She couldn't think of anything that she could get her that Janet hasn't already supplied, so she decided to do some crafts. It's a large birthday card made from macaroni art.

She looks around for the birthday girl, but doesn't see her, so she makes her way to the second best part of the party: The buffet table. She scans the table for something that looks appetizing and settles on these little mini quiches. "Mmmmm."

Koriand'r has posed:
A BIRTHDAY! Kori /loves/ birthdays! At first she couldn't understand why people celebrated getting a year older, when the celebration should be for the mother who gave birth, but after a time on Earth she has begun to understand it all. Birthdays were WONDERFUL!

Tonight she is wearing her uniform, honoring Nadia in the best way she can. She lands at the front of the building, no limo needed for Starfire, and heads inside. She carries with her a very detailed stuffed wasp. The thing is about four foot in size, complete with wings, and she could not figure out how to wrap it, so there is a bow on it's head.

Vivian Vision has posed:
Ahh parties. So many people and so many things to do. Which is why, despite being a guest and a member of the birthday girls family, Viv is helping out. Providing directions to tables, helping collect coats and bags, and all manner of other tasks that she really should be leaving to the small army of staff.

Never mind all the time she spent earlier in the day preparing dishes for the buffet!

She's wearing a long green dress and, admittedly sensible, heels. While her hair has been done up in a complicated boho crown.

And for some reason she's got a suspiciously well armoured briefcase with her. It's not what you'd call a 'party' bag and it certainly doesn't match her outfit. Meaning it's either her present for the birthday girl or she's watching over a Pym Technologies doomsday weapon.

Not that the two are mutually exclusive...

Dick Grayson has posed:
Nightwing comes in holding a small box with a bow wrapped around it. Looking around at the crowd, he smiles seeing the turnout for Nadia, but since she doesn't seem to be here yet, he heads over to the bar collects a champagne flute. Taking a sip he scans the crowd, waving to teammates and friends as he notices them. He finds himself a seat, leaning back comfortably to await the entrance of the birthday girl.

He's in the standard Nightwing outfit, though it appears he may have a version for public appearances, as it is brand new looking, showing no signs of wear a tear such as one he wore in day to day fighting would have. He looks relaxed and happy, enjoying the thought of a night out with friends and allies that doesn't involve being beaten on.

Vision has posed:
Vision didn't bother with a limousine, considering the excess pollution a waste given that he doesn't require such means of transportation. He is wearing a tuxedo but maintaining his robotic appearance, his crimson face fully on display as he settles in from flying to the location, landing carefully outside and making his way in with the rest.

He has a small gift that he selects and places at the appropriate table.

He looks warily at the large crowd, not generally comfortable among people in social settings. He's getting better at it, but he still feels largely awkward and has difficulty connecting with them. He takes note of the different people arriving and stands as casually as he can, which is to say, straight-backed and with his arms clasped behind his back.

Conner Kent has posed:
Conner doesn't bother with transportation either. Besides, he can't drive anything fast enough to keep up with Bart. And he can fly. Nadia only knows him as Superboy, so he comes as Superboy. Full uniform with red pants, black boots, etc. And of course a leather jacket. Yes, even in summer.

"Hey all!" He greets, waving at people he knows and people that he has heard about. That is pretty much everyone. "Where is the birthday girl?!"

Scott Lang has posed:
     It felt a little unusual mayhaps for a 30 year old man to attend an 18 year old's birthday. But he was like family. Sorta. Like a brother. Uncle. Bruncle. That Nadia seemed ready to break the arm of most days if there weren't any witnesses. Scott tells himself it'll be fine as he heads inside, his suit a shade of purple that offends the senses and looking slightly too small. An ill-wrapped box, wrapping paper decorated with teddy bears holding balloons looking more fit for a 4 year old's birthday is stuffed under one arm that he hands off to a servant with a pointed finger as he instructs, "Don't lose this now. I don't wanna be embarassed." The servant sucks in a deep breath and nearly bites the tip of their tongue off holding a comment in check as they go to add it to the pile. That done he tightens up his bowtie, because of course it's a bowtie, a bright and vibrant yellow one at that and he doesn't walk so much as swagger into the room with a self-assured and shameless grin.

Koriand'r has posed:
Moving to the pile of presents, Kori starts looking for the best place to set the wasp. It was specially made, it deserved to be right on top, so that's where she puts it. Task complete, she starts looking around and waving to everyone, literally everyone, with a huge smile on her face. A lot of "Hi!" and "Hello!" are offered with the waves as she makes her way around. She doesn't stop at any specific person, everyone had to be greeted first.

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen is running along side Conner, and he has a decent sized box in hand. He tells Conner "I see my cousin Irie going to say hi. " He looks about and not seeing Nadia, he will find where to set the gift down and does a zoom by tapping Irie on one shoulder and waiting till she looks before grabbing some small piece of finger food from her plate. Which may look like nothing but a blur to others, the cousin teasing with his family a moment.

Irie West has posed:
With mouth full of quiche, Irie makes her way to the table with all the presents, and props her macaroni art birthday card up against one of the presents so it's nice and visible. In the center of the art is a hand drawn wasp and the words "Happy Bee-Day!" written underneath it with the word 'Bee' crossed out and the word 'Wasp' written underneath. The macaroni is a bunch of mirrored spirals and arcs that are very artfully glued to the paper. Also, there's sparkles. Lots of sparkles.

Now that that's done, and her quiche has been ate, it's time to go visit. She sees Kori put down a handmade wasp and she gasps and rushes up to her. "Oh my God, Kori! That's so cute! I wish I had thought of that. Where'd you get it?"

Dick Grayson has posed:
Nightwing gets up and heads over to the gift table, slipping his package into the growing pile there and smiles at Kori, "Yeah, neat wasp, that's a good one. How have you been?" He looks over to Irie too and waves a little hello, "Heya Irie, how have things been going? Haven't seen you in a while." He sips from his glass, looking around and nodding, "Looks like Nadia's getting a good turnout tonight, this should be a good party."

Vivian Vision has posed:
In between making herself useful Viv pauses, spotting her father amongst the new arrivals, and sends across an electronic welcome message. Not just a simple greeting but a guest list, seating plan, full inventory of food and drinks. There's even files on the various companies hired to help out and the names of the staff. Most of which might not be required but could hypothetically prove useful in a number of perfectly plausible scenarios.

She adjusts course so she'll come close to Scott and smiles. "Good day Mister Lang," she greets. "I trust you've been well since your return from your recent trip?" A beats pause as she consults some internal records. "Oh just so you are aware I have instructed the staff to set aside some cake for you to take for Cassie. I'm sure they'll ah... they'll find you easy to spot at the end of the evening."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Once the venue has largely filled, there will always be those who are fashionably late after all, the lights dim save for a spotlight from above centered on the dance floor. A bright circle is formed in the center of the space while sctillating patterns dance around it as the light is refracted through the crystal chandeliers.

Appearing as if from nowhere in the center of the spotlight is Janet in a gorgeous custom designer dress clearly made special just for the occasion. "Good evening everyone, thank you for coming." She begins giving everyone her best hostess smile. "You know if you told me a year ago I would have a kid soon, I would have laughed you right out of Avengers Mansion. But then she showed up." As if on cue Nadia appears within the spotlight as if from nowhere as well, wearing a flowing red dress with frilly black lace accented in artfully designed wasp brocade patterns.

"At the time," Janet continues once the applause from Nadia's entrance dies down. "Well at the time I may have threatened to punt her into the microverse without a respirator. It was a rocky start. Who knew she showed up on her birthday, of all times. This year though, for all of its trials and battles, I wouldn't trade it for anything. Today isn't just a celebration of Nadia's first birthday on her birthday it's her one year anniversary of the beginning of her life outside of captivity, of her coming into all of our lives. This kid is special and I wouldn't trade her for anything." Janet holds up a hand which a server immediately places a champagne flute into, "To Nadia!" She holds up the glass in a toast.

Nadia takes her own glass from one of the servers and joins in Janet's toast before stepping forward and giving her a big hug and then turning to take the spotlight for herself as Janet takes a step back. "Thank you everyone for coming!" Her excitement is positively electric. "If you told me when I escaped the Red Room that in a year I would be standing here surrounded by so many family and friends, I couldn't have even imagined it." She takes a moment to wipe back a tear of joy from the edge of her vision. "This past year hasn't been easy, but it has also been the best year of my life. I was able to meet my father, one of the great science heroes!" She looks around for a moment trying to find Hank among those assembled before continuing. Of course he's here somewhere, she knows he wouldn't miss this. "And I met Janet who helped me move forward and stop desperately clinging to a mother who I am forever grateful to but will never really be able to know. She is the best step-mom I could have ever asked for. And then there's my friends my found family of aunts and uncles among the Avengers and siblings I met in the Titans and GIRL. There has been a lot of adversity but it has allowed me to meet some truly amazing people." Nadia beams her brightest smile at the crowd.

"There's someone else though, someone who has always been dear to me and who I wouldn't be standing here without. When we were children she was my only friend, but to escape I had to leave her behind. When the Russians tried to take me back she helped me escape again. When they took her back it was only right that I go after her." She stops and takes a breath, "I would like you all to meet my very first friend, Ying!" Appearing next to Nadia as she raises her glass in another toast is a Chinese young woman a bit taller than Nadia with deep black hair down to her mid-back, dressed in a black blouse and purple skirt trimmed with lace.

Meanwhile at the entrance there is a small kerfluffle with the staff as a large and wholely unexpected cake is being delivered but ultimately the servers are persuaded to wheel it in and set it off to one side. What's the worst that could happen?

Hank Pym has posed:
Where the hell did that girl get to? A mysterious figure ponders from a place of concealment. He watches the security feed. Ah there you go!

Overhead there is a buzzing as two giants male ants fly in through a huge air duct, carrying a large carrier between them. Nadia might recognize it from Hank's lab. Now completed, it is half punk, half glitter magnet. A cloaked figure flies in behind them looking very much like Fire Ant in a black cape and a Darth Vader knock off mask. Boot jets flare as he lands beside a third female ant who holds up a placard saying ~Not a villain. Please do not attack.~

The man produces a mic and apparently the carrier has speakers as they carry his voice. "Nadia... I have brought something... to make you lose your mind!" Small flashes and papers go off around the box. "Also... Nadia... I am your father!" He removes the mask to reveal Hank Pym's face. Smiling no less. Music begins playing... a mellow female voice begins singing through the carrier's speakers now.

"I'm your Conscience

"I'm inside you

"I'm your conscience

"I'm trying to tell you to give up crime!"

Cue fog machine... the box opens revealing a doorway of light...

and Alison Blair steps out, singing to take center stage.

Hank blows a kiss to Nadia. Off to the side, Nick Drago is dutifully and masterfully playing the keyboard to accompany Dazzler. Hank gives Nick a thumbs up and sits down, beaming.

Vision has posed:
Vision quickly uses his connection to the worldwide internet to discern the identities of the musicians, with whom he was not initially familiar. A rapid scanning of their respective discographies gives him a sense of their musical style. He does frown slightly. "I am not certain those lines rhyme coherently," he says randomly to one of the waiters, who merely looks a little awed at the synthezoid speaking to him.

Given the father daughter moment playing out before him, he rapidly pings to discover the location of his own daughter, presuming she must be here somewhere.

Irie West has posed:
Irie finds herself a champagne flute filled with sparkling cider and raises her glass to toast Nadia. "Happy birthday, Nadia!" she calls out, drains the glass, sets it aside and starts applauding. "Wooo!"

Scott Lang has posed:
"Oh hey there little VV. Yeah space was fine. Only one space eel tried to kill me whole way out there. How you been? It's been a while, you've..." Scott having to pause as the word 'grown' fails to apply to the artificial girl. "...dressed up very nicely. Yea Peanut wanted to come but I thought this might run late for her and all you young kids don't want even younger kids running around now do ya? I mean they probably don't want me here either, where are all the adults? May..." Scott's request cut short as two grand entrances take place back to back.

Scott watches with everyone else quietly as the two and then soon three women take center stage and as everyone else politely claps, he lifts his hands to his mouth to cup them like a megaphone and shout, "WOO! Yea Nadia! Yay Ping!" as he butchers the other girl's name. Thankfully Hank is there to provide distraction from the faux pas. And at some point in the midst of it all a plate stacked precariously high with unhealthy snacks has mysteriously appeared in Scott's hand.

Koriand'r has posed:
Kori oooohs as everything goes dark, then when Janet appears in the spot light she waves like a crazed maniac, even though she likely can't be seen. She nudges someone beside her and whispers, "I model for her!" very excitedly, then goes quiet again.

She hadn't picked up anything to drink, but she does offer a cheer to the toast to acknowledge it, and then there's this carrier coming ine via ant and she's captivated away with her attention on that. That was so cool, she wanted to see how it all worked but kept her place.

Patience is not a virtue for Kori and Nadia was there now. She waited as long as she could before screaming out, "Happy birthday, Nadia! I got you a wasp!"

Dick Grayson has posed:
Nightwing raises his glass with Janet in the toast to Nadia, taking a sip, then listens to Nadia's speech, smiling as she introduces Ying. He applauds Nadia's speech, watching her enjoy the opening of her night, then tenses just a slight bit at Hank's entrance, starting to laugh as the ant holds up the not a villain sign.

When Dazzler starts singing, he cheers and applauds as loud as anyone, though of course Kori's announcement of her gift cuts across that.. it's Kori, after all. As the music fills the hall, he moves onto the dance floor.

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen will watch all the goings on. But as soon as the toast is done he is over by the cake checking it out. Food always has a way of getting the speedster's attention and big food even more so. "I wonder if it was baked big or if it is a cup cake pymasized."

Conner Kent has posed:
Conner was getting tired of waiting about to follow Bart to the buffet tables when Nadia finally appears. He cheers and claps along the others. Giving Nadia some time with closer friends before he approaches. He does catch Bart and Irie talking though, so he sneaks in his direction. "Hey Bart, is this your cousin?"

Irie West has posed:
Irie happens to be around Bart when Conner asks about her. She turns to him and gives her a big ole smile. "Yup, that's me! I see my reputation precedes me!" Of course she has no idea what her reputation actually /is/. In her mind she's all awesome and stuff.

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia laughs at her father's entrance, she's seen that film at Titan's movie night! Her happy expression becomes colored with curiousity as she watches the progression of events and then a hand comes up to her mouth as she just points and squeals, eyes wide as she turns and says something to Ying as they both start literally bouncing up and down together as Dazzler starts singing! "Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Dad you are the best!" She yells as she watches the performance.

And then there is Kori! Still bouncing with the concert going on all around Nadia's reaction becomes surprise and pure joy again when she see's what Kori has brought. "Kori! You're here! Thanks for coming! I love it!"

Once the first song is over Nadia gives Janet one more hug and exits the dance floor dragging Ying behind her to socialize some, Nadia is a socialize creature after all and all of these people gathered together fills her with joy, nevermind that they have presents, she loves presents!

While all of this is happening the servers begin cutting the cakes of which there are several of varying degrees of huge, even that mysterious unexpected cake. It didn't scan as a bomb or extradimensional vortex waiting to happen, so why not? More cake!

Bart Allen has posed:
Bart Allen looks over to Conner, and nods "Rob even gave me the ok to bring her over sometime, but we have not found a time when I was not busy or she was not busy, I mean, we could hang out play video games, and let her see my cool stuff, but if wanting to play with Mr. Murder Mittens, and meet the other folks we need more than 30 seconds to do all that."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"I have been well. I am now a full member of the Titans. I also got to visit Themyscira," Vivian replies, giving a little nod of her head at the compliment. "Which was very pleasant. There are vacation photos if you wish to see them but of course now is not a socially appropriate time."

Lowering her voice she adds "Also it is Ying. It would be unwise to get her name wrong, she trained with the Red Room and this room has a lot of cutlery in it..."

"I think my father is attending. Doctor Pym and several other Avengers are attending. Also some of the Titans are closer to your age than mine." She takes the time to point everyone out. Giving Vision a little wave. It's an irrelevant greeting compared to the electronic one. But still it's one of those 'trying to be Human things'.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
When the very large cake is cut, nothing immediately happens. Or, at least, nothing happens until the guest singers have finished their numbers. Then.... something happens to the top.

It opens like a top! Out of it climbs one Vorpal of the Titans, his outfit altered into a version of coat and tails, with a top hat and a cane added to the ensemble.

"Well I'll be darned, it looks like it's showtime!" He glances down into the cake top and calls out, "Hey, girls! It's time!" and then he gracefully leaps out of the cake, landing on his feet with his arms spread with decent showmanship. He whirls around and bangs the side of the cake with the cane, and an explosion of confetti shoots out of the cake.

It is then followed by... wasps.

Well, not exactly wasps. Ballerinas dressed as wasps. They leap out of the cake in quick succession and with the grace of consummate proffessionals... and there are clearly more of them than that cake could hold, so obviously there is some creative Rabbit Holing going on!

The ballerinas proceed to take up a designated section of the floor and begin to perform a choreography to Ralph Vaughan Williams' 'The Wasps'

The Cheshire cat approaches Nadia with a grin and the threat of a hug. "Gar couldn't make it, but we cooked this up to make up for it. It took some persuading, but we got the young artists from the touring company of the Bolshoi!"

Terry doesn't have /that/ kind of money, after all.

But Gar's adoptive father does.

Hank Pym has posed:
Hank Pym leads the applause as Dazzler finishes her song, mouthing unheard thank yous to her. As she steps back and Nick Drago take the mic with a smile, Hank takes the songstress by her hands in thanks. Something n his eyes maybe.

After Nick finishes a spirited rendition of "Be You" - Give it a twirl, be your own girl- singing it very plainly to Nadia. The rest of the audience is just listening in.

Hank grabs a flute of champagne, then another. He walks very deliberately over to Ying pointing at her with the flute held in his hand. Almost scary intense as is his way till he smiles.

"You... you... you made my Nadia what she is. This may be out of place but... you may consider me also your father... if you wish. I... can never repay you. My home is yours, your enemies mine. Anything you need, I will get you. Thank you, Ying." He knows better than to grab a Widow cadet in a surprise hug. But he holds his arms out to both of the girls.

Conner Kent has posed:
"It did, and it is all Bart's fault," replies Conner, smiling back. Then turns to the other speedster. "Uh yeah, you need at least 35 seconds, Bart. Find the time, man." And then Irie zooms out. "Identical cousins," he comments idly. "Hey, are those things good?" He asks his team mate. "They look good," he decides, focusing his attention on the buffet table.

Vision has posed:
Vision raises a hand to his daughter, sending his own encrypted packet of greeting data, which may or may not include an ASCII heart sent her way. He isn't always good at sentiment, but he understands the basic concepts and he understands who is important to him in his life. The nuances may take a little more time, but, well, he has all the time he could use as it is.

He watches carefully as Hank attempts to embrace the two Red Room graduates. He agrees with Vivian, a certain amount of caution is no doubt called for, through no fault of their own. The Red Room's programming is a powerful tool, induced by experts in their field. Vision is sure that it is all going to be fine.

Still, he keeps the resuscitation protocols for a human male of Hank's size in queue. Just in case.

Scott Lang has posed:
     Vacation photos from Themyscira? It almost seemed like a trap and Scott eyes Vivian somewhat suspisciously. She was no doubt recording everything. "Appreciate the offer but I've seen enough amazons for a while. And I totally said Ying," he lies to her and to himself. He never would have made such a dumb mistake after all! Stuffing a handful of food into his maw Vivian will have to work to translate, "I just hope she likes my gift. I need to get on Nadia's good side at some point, so I went with something cultural." That can only be bad.

Hank Pym has posed:
The female ant unhurriedly walks over to the cake and eats a piece in a single bite. The two males follow and also grab some cake. They look to Hank, listen a moment and quickly return to their corner to listen to the music.

//Humans are weird.//

//Yeah and yet sometimes ant-like in a stupid disorganized way.//

Vivian Vision has posed:
"For reference manticores are not fictional and are quite dangerous," Viv notes solemnly about Themyscira. It might seem like pointless information but being a superhero gets weird at times... "Cultural? You did not bring back an alien object you don't fully understand did you? Because inevitably it will turn out to be dangerous."

She updates the datapacket for Vision. Specifically highlighting every attendee with medical training, super speed and planned routes to the best emergency rooms in the state order of preference. Always be prepared!

"That being said I did break one of the rules of gift giving myself..." She glances down at the briefcase. "I think my Great Aunt will still be very pleased with it though."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
First her favorite pop idol (well the only one she really knew growing up) and a rockstar, now Wasp ballerinas. This is her aesthetic! Could her birthday get any better?! Nadia doesn't seem to think so! There is no threat, Nadia practically leaps at Terry wrapping him in a big hug, "I love it Terry!" She grins up at him before finally releasing him from a deceptively strong squeeze.

"Dad! YOU ARE THE BEST! I LOVE YOU!" Nadia informs her father when Hank approaches.

Ying however recoils a bit from the intensity of Nadia's father, still getting used to life outside of the Red Room. "Um, you're welcome. Thank you. I appreciate that." Ying manages even as Nadia leaps into her father's embrace, saving Ying from awkwardness for the moment.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
Terry oooofs and briefly checks himself after the hug, to make sure Nadia hadn't broken something. You never know. "I'm glad you liked it! Green dude will be happy!" he glances around and raises an eyebrow. "I see our speedster buddies, a Starfire... and that's Wings there, isn't he?" And, of course, Viv, and a bunch of other people. "I should go say hi!"

He beelines for the nearest folks, waving to get their attention. He beelines for the closest to greet first, Kori- "Kori! have I missed the delicacies yet? I sort of lost track of time inside that cake." As you do.

Scott Lang has posed:
"At this point I assume everything fictional is real and probably dangerous. And no I am not giving away alien tech! Except to the mercs that...nevermind you didn't hear anything. I mean RUSSIAN culture. Poor girl grew up over there and got over here and I don't think she brought hardly anything with her. So I looked up some popular Russian stuff for her," Scott proudly tells Vivian, giving his bowtie a quick wiggle as he casts glances towards the birthday girl who was largely alone now save Ping...Ying. It was Ying. Scott sucks in a breath. "Wish me luck," he tells VV through gritted teeth before he heads for Nadia, his purple suit gleaming and yellow bow tie doing its damndest to make things worse.

"Hey Nadia! Congrats sport on the birthday!" he declares and damned if his arms aren't out like he might also be going for a hug.

Dick Grayson has posed:
Nightwing heads over towards Nadia once the immediate family greetings have finished and she heads into the crowd, giving her a big smile when he catches up to her, "Happy Birthday Nadia! Awesome party, not too shabby for a first birthday." He grins and adds, "The other Titans are gonna kick themselves for not being able to be here, but some of us have to keep an eye on things, I guess." He nods politely to Ying, "Hi, it's nice to meet you, I'm glad you and Nadia got to be friends."

Vivian Vision has posed:
"That might be one of the smartest things I have heard you say," Viv muses, giving Vorpal a little greeting wave when he looks around. "Russian... Well. I do not believe in luck but... Probability analysis indicates you will need it."

She takes a few steps away when Scott moves forward. It's almost as if she's trying to avoid guilt by association..

And hey at least she already worked out a plan for a medical emergency.

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia is quite possibly happier in the current moment than anyone present has ever seen her, the sheer amount of cheer could fuel a small star or perhaps even a large one. In her mind the day has been perfect. It is a level of elation that not even her mixed feelings about Scott's continued existence can dampen, at least for the moment. "Mr. Lang! Hi! How are you?!" Scott has never seen Nadia this happy, particularly about his presence, could this all be some sort of elaborate cunning trap? And perhaps to the confusion of those onlookers who have witnessed their interactions in the past, she actually hugs him, something the young hugssassin infamous for her hugging of even the most unhuggable figures has never done before. "Thanks, Mr. Lang!"

At the appearance of Nightwing, Nadia beams at him too. "Nightwing! I'm so glad you could come! Isn't this the best party ever?!?!" She certainly thinks so.

Ying gives Nightwing a little wave returning his greeting. "Thank you, I am too. I wouldn't be here without her."

"Viv!" Nadia beams when she spies her favorite Great Niece nearby too, at the moment she couldn't be happier. At least not without a high probability of her head actually exploding.

Scott Lang has posed:
The hug is on the verge of being an awkward sort of airhug, Lang's one free hand (the other still gripping a plate of food) barely touching Nadia's back as if ready to throw himself backwards at the sound of a knife unsheathing. There's an audible sigh of relief when that doesn't happen and he flashes his skewed grin. "I'm great to be back home. Enjoy your night, you only turn 21 once!" An awkward silence following and then the same servant that had taken his gift earlier is standing nearby, loudly clearing their throat and not so subtly pointing at one of the eight foot high banners that are strewn around the room reading 'Happy 17th!' One can see the dawning realization on Scott's face as his eyes widen and his smile becomes more of a forced grimace.

"Ahhh, just remember I need to go take care of something! Happy 17th Nadia! Ting nice to meet you too!" he ekes out before following the servant over to where his gift lays. When Nadia does finally unwrap his present she'll the already ill-wrapped paper partially torn. Inside the box? A ketchup red Adidas tracksuit with matching shoes, and an indent in the folded clothes that looks like it once held a fairly sizeable bottle.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
After greeting some of the others, Terry boomerangs around, appearing by Dick's side. "Hey, Wing! Fancy meeting you here- did you bring a Bat-Present for the birthday girl?" the Cheshire says, teasing a little. He glances at Ying and gives her a polite smile and a nod- he had seen how shy she was, and he wanted to give her some time to his unusual appearance. "That's my first time seeing her," he gestures in Allison's vague direction, "live. I tried to make it to one of her concerts but I couldn't afford the tickets and they weren't accepting my kidney as collateral."

Vivian Vision has posed:
Vivian Vision returns the smile and joins the little informal queue that seems to have formed for the birthday girls attention. Once it's her turn she'll offer a hug and then hold up the briefcase. "I didn't want to just leave your present on the side," she says. "Because they are... well alive."

She opens the case a fraction to reveal a Pym Technologies insect transportation device, then closes it and holoprojects an image of the contents.

"Euspinolia militaris, sometimes called the panda ant, it's a flightless type of wasp that are up to eight millimeters in length." The holo image does indeed show a distinct panda style patterning. And an insect that you could very easily consider to be cute. Especially if you happened to like insects.

"I'll find somewhere safe to store the case for now. It'll just need taking home with you rather than transporting by the staff."

Dick Grayson has posed:
Nodding to Terry, he replies, "Same for me. I don't really get out to many concerts, too busy with the whole patrolling thing. Suppose these days I could step back a little, we have a whole colony of bats going these days." He gives Terry a look, then smiles and adds, "Nice work between you and Gar setting the ballet thing up, that was a really good gift. I haven't gotten to know her that well, so all I managed to come up with was a T-Comm personalized in her suit pattern and colors."

Nadia Pym-van Dyne has posed:
Nadia looks down at the tracksuit and back at Scott and down at the track suit again and just seems to assume on some level it must be wonderful because it is a present and move on giving him another hug before he can get away. She is in full hugsassin mode tonight it seems.

At Vivian's present though Nadia's eyes go wide again! "OH WOW! They're adorable! I can't wait to breed more!" For what is anyone's guess. Maybe she just likes breeding wasps. Vivian gets a big hug as well.

Nadia grins at Terry, "Anytime you want to go, just let me know. I'd love to see a full live show." She pauses perhaps wondering why she hasn't already done that, perhaps it just never occured to her, concerts outside of Ballet Recitals of Evil were never part of her upbringing.

When Nadia see's the T-comm however her eyes light up, "Nightwing I love it!" And he too is nigh pounce hugged! "It matches my suit and everything! It's perfect!" There is a strange perhaps confusing dichotomy with Nadia, seemingly both the girl who has everything due to fabulously rich parents and very easy to please, thrilled over even the simplest presents.

Terry O'Neil has posed:
"Oh, I'd /love/ to go. I think we should go as a team outing, you know?" The Cheshire frowns for a second, "Unless that could attract a villain attack. But on the other hand, if one does attack... we'll be there, right?" Cheshire logic, everybody.

"Enough yakking, though, this is a party and my boyfriend couldn't come. So... who gets to dance with me?" he flashes a grin, and then looks over Nadia's shoulder.

"After I visit the buffet. Priorities."