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Clea	Clea was a new resident in the mansion and they'd put her down the hall close to the other ticking time bomb that was Doctor Banner. The white haired woman had made plans for food and made sure that everything was set up in the rec room for folks. She figured that a lot of folks would show up after Pietro's wedding, but she didn't know the man well enough to crash his wedding. Nor would she do such a thing. The ruler of the Dark Dimension is dressed in a purple dress that hits just at the knees and has touches of sparkle, purple boots and silver accessories. She's busy trying to make sure that TV's are tuned to stations that won't bore the others. It's funny to watch given she doesn't really touch the ground, she floats.
Natasha Romanova	Natasha Romanoff has read the files on Clea. Met with her a few times. Had a lovely gift from her. But she's spent very litlte time with the Faltine. So, on this night where ordinarily Natasha couldn't be bothered to engage in anything, she's come out here to perform some reconaissance of an unkonwn asset. IF one were to ask her while she was out instead of in her room or on another assignment, that is. She would enter in and give a nod at Clea, "Thank you for this." She doesn't bother to say 'happy new year' to Clea. The other woman's calendar is probably a bit beyond human comprehension
Steve Rogers	The room has been decorated, whether by the staff or by members of the team. A banner saying Happy New Year 2023!! and streamers and some light machines that project onto the walls. Steve isn't sure who was behind them, as he walks into the recreation room, his phone to his ear. He's wearing a pair of jeans and boots with a dark green sweater, and his hair just a bit shorter as if he's gotten a trim lately. "Lara, it's ok," Steve says into the phone. "I know how working for SHIELD is. And if anyone can relate it's me. I spent two New Years in foxholes in Europe. And... well, actually, '44 wasn't bad at all. That's a story for another time though. Sure, if you get done and can make it, great. If not, will see you whenever you get back." They exchange goodbyes and then he hangs up the phone and pockets it as he turns his attention on the others here. "Nat. Clea. Evening. I'm not sure how many are going to make it after the party last night. I think a few people tied one on pretty good at the reception," he says of Pietro and Micola's wedding.
Pepper Potts	It's sad; Pepper had missed the grand wedding of Pietro, much to her chagrin and disappointment. Being sick is no fun, and during the holidays? Even moreso. Still, this one is a little closer to home and a little less in terms of requiring energyy. She's with (mostly) friends. Dressed in an emerald green dress that reaches to her calves, she has a pair of comfortable and functional pumps. Her hair is done up in a messy but elegant bun, earrings are worn to match her evening wear. The one bit that is off is that her nose is a touch on the pink side, and she //looks// stuffy. Ever the one to want to help, however, Pepper is near Clea, offering to set out this set of snacks, that set of appetizers straight from the oven. "I have the chammpagne on ice, Clea. We'll be fine. I think everything is good enough." 'Good enough' for Pepper could be construed as 'amazing' for everyone else. "Hello, everyone. Happy New Year."
Vivian Vision	Vivian Vision doesn't always stop by the Avengers Mansion, just the occasional visit to see friends & family or perhaps use the training facilities, but given this particular New Years Eve is as much about welcoming a new face as it is celebrating the New Year she's made a special effort to stop by. It also doesn't hurt that it's a rather less overwhelming affair than the sort of parties Janet might be throwing! The young synthezoid is dressed much as she always does. With canary yellow cargo pants and a thick green sweater. Of course she hardly needs to wrap up warm. It's more about fitting in with the seasonal theme than anything else. Of course given her relative age she doesn't seem inclined to rush in and bother the 'grown ups'. And seems to almost be skirting the edge of the room looking for some way she can make herself useful. A tray of food to take around or some non-alcoholic cocktails she could deliver.
Robbie Reyes	Someone's managed to pry Robbie out of his usual grunge metal band member impersonation attire for one night: he's dressed in.. a suit? Sort of. A very tailored, *very* expensive looking suit jacket that could only be a Van Dyne. Charcoal grey with crisp lines that complement his lean six feet and coffee with a spash of cream colouring, and -- shock of shocks -- a crimson tie tucked under the fitted vest. His only concession to his usual style is a pair of skintight black leather pants tucked into heeled boots with a pointed toe and an equally outrageous price tag as the jacket. He, being the growing boy he is, has already gravitated toward where the food's at; he's working on filling his plate with greasy appetisers and fresh fruit. "Hey, Pepper," he greets the woman a little awkwardly, before stuffing a bacon-wrapped scallop in his mouth.
Clea	"Thanks for the help, Pepper." Clea tells the redhead. "And everyone else that has helped" she smiles to them. It was nice to have team work! She looks down to her feet and there is a soft sigh, she couldn't turn that whole thing off. "If the floating bothers anyone I'll try to put a leash on it." she chuckles. Then she gives a wave to Cap, Nat and others as they come in. Nat's thanks makes her smile, "It's no problem. Figured that most folks will be filtering in after the wedding or we'll have a really light night if everyone from there spends the night over there." she grins at that. "Does anyone have any special requests? I wasn't sure about the traditions and things. Still catching up on all the...human stuff." she admits.
Natasha Romanova	Natasha Romanoff would nod at Clea, "Yes. Everyone has their own celebrations." The concept of which are still unusual to her. She doesn't particularly care for them nor participate. But she can understand that they have meanings to others and thus to not speak up. "I'm quite content here. And to ring in the festivities." She would speak after a moment's consideration. Mkaing no move over towards the food or the alcohol. She had plenty of time to hit the buffet at the wedding while everyone was dancing.
Steve Rogers	"It all looks great," Steve tells Clea. "Thank you for putting this together," he says, having picked up on that from comments. "A lot going on this week, that's for sure," he says with a quiet smile as he goes over to the beverages and gets himself a beer. "Pepper, beautiful dress," he tells her as he greets the woman. Nat gets a nod of greeting, and Vivian gets a little lift of his hand in a motionless wave. "Vivian, Happy New Years," he tells her. Steve opens the beer and pours it into a frosted glass, disposing of the can in the recycle bin then turning back to the room. "You know," Steve says to Robbie Reyes, "You bear a striking resemblance to Robbie." Steve's lips have that small grin he gets when he's teasing someone, though it shows as light in the blue eyes as much as the smile on his lips. Steve motions towards the suit. "Special plans for the night?" he asks.
Pepper Potts	Turning around, Robbie is given a 'disease' weary smile that doesn't lack warmth, "Robbie. You're looking.." there's a pause before, "dapper." Pepper has decided upon a steaming cup of green tea instead of something from the seemingly always open bar. "And you're very welcome, Clea. It's the least I could do for the help you gave us." Natasha is gien a smile as she takes a step back, the mug cradled in two hands in order to get the most out of the steam. She smiles at Steve and gives a nod in return, the smile brightening in the compliment. "Thank you, Steve. Happy New Year."
Robbie Reyes	Shit. Captain man crush at 4:00. Robbie shoves a spring roll in his mouth in the hopes it'll forestall any conversation from Steve.. but no dice. Instead, the younger man blushes like a 16 year old being asked out at prom; which only looks more ridiculous for the full face of freckles he's got going on. "Hey, uh, Steve." He manages a smile for the big guy. "Me?" He glances briefly down at his attire, then back up to the fair-haired Avenger. "Was planning on stopping in on the wedding. Janet seemed to think I ought to be 'presentable'." Fingerquotes and an eyeroll, clearly he puts less value on this word. "You look, uh, great by the way. You too, Pepper. The dress brings out your eyes." Okay, so Robbie does not know how to schmooze. This is about as good as it gets for him.
Vivian Vision	"Human stuff is often baffling and hard to follow," Vivian chimes in helpfully. "I think even Humans feel that way most of the time they just worry they'll feel silly if they admit it." She gives a shy little smile. "So you should take it at your own pace. Do not worry about rushing to learn everything at once." She returns the wave. "Good evening Captain Rogers, I hope that you have a wonderful new year!" She gives a little shrug. "I must admit that I usually have mixed feelings at this time of year. My birthday is on the first but everyone is always a little under the weather due to celebrations the night before." She forces a smile. "Still the important thing is that everyone has a good time and celebrates together is it not?"
Clea	Clea gives a soft smile to Pepper, "It's no problem." she tells her. Then there's a look to Vivian and she gives a nod of agreement, "It is sometimes, yes." she admits. "I still feel like I have a lot to learn sometimes." she admits. "But I've got time and thankfully I don't have to take any written tests." she states. Then she looks around, "At least they've not told me about any written tests." she murmurs to that.
Natasha Romanova	Natasha Romanoff would take a moment over to consider as she would give a nod over to Pepper. "Happy new year." Then over to Clea, "Perhaps then what you could do is find someone that is also new to.. Current society to work on it with. So you're both learning adna lso having the chance to get guidance from someone going through the same thing." The Sesame Street option at least.
Steve Rogers	"Well," Steve says to Robbie in a disarming tone, "Looks great so you did an excellent job," he shares, lifting his glass of beer in a little salute. Steve's eyes fall on the snacks and he picks up some finger food to nibble on. "Natasha's... interesting dance... gave me a bit of an appetite," he says after he's finished swallowing it. He flashes a small grin over to Natasha. "You do know they probably videotaped that, right?" he asks her of the freestyle Russian dance at the wedding reception. Steve gets a bowl of popcorn to munch as he looks at the TV broadcast. "I admit, getting crammed into the crowd there," he says of Times Square, "isn't really how I'd choose to celebrate."
Robbie Reyes	"Hey, Nat," mumbles Robbie in the midst of trying to analyse the alcohol content of the drink he's been handed. A cursory sniff suggests it has none, but what's the point of a NYE party with no booze? "You don't happen to know where they're hiding the--" He makes a knocking one back motion. Steve gets a somewhat flustered 'thanks' in return, and he watches the guy a moment or two more before deciding to try a sip of the drink. Nope, it's dry.
Pepper Potts	Pepper is more than happy to be a wallflower now, giving into the fact that she's really not feeling all that great. She leans against one of the hard-wooded tables, not wanting to sit quite yet. Lifting the steaming mug, she takes a little sip and allows for the heat to help break through her congestion. Smiling over her tea, she inclines her head towards Robbie, "Thank you." Her voice is a little softer, a little more hoarse thanks to the flu, but Pepper is still herself. Gracious and appreciative. Brows do rise when hearing of 'the dance'. "I would love to see the tape of that." Green eyes gleam and she looks between Steve and Natasha. "Or, next party we throw?"
Vivian Vision	"I expect SHIELD has a program for getting people up to speed with current events?" Vivian muses, looking at Steve. "I would have expected Captain Rogers to have needed some sort of.. cultural primer for the modern world?" She smirks. "Although it is probably in need of updating if they taught him that people are using videotapes still. Some sort of memory card on a digital recording device seems far more likely than a video tape. Those things belong in a museum!" She winks and stage whispers to Clea "I am sure you'll be fine even if there is a written test. Chances are it will be multiple choice and you can simply guess the answers." She blinks a few times, then raises an eyebrow at Robbie's miming. "Ms Potts did mention something about champaign? I am sure she would be willing to share some with you if you requested it? Given how many Avengers are immune to alcohol I am surprised any gets drunk at all. I suppose it /does/ have a high calorie count which would be good for enhanced metabolic rates..."
Clea	"That actually sounds like a good idea." Clea comments to Natasha after she suggests what she does. She then gives a look to Robbie, "If you want alcohol it's at one of the bars. Or I can grab something." she offers the young man with a smile. She does ponder what Vivian states and there's a soft nod, "I'm not sure if I have access to SHIELD things, but I guess it is worth looking into." she nods to that. She moves around the room, making sure that things are taken care of and checking in on people.
Steve Rogers	Steve tells Vivian, "They do. Or, did. I don't know if it was just for me or something that... is a thing now. I suppose maybe it is," he says thoughtfully. "But there's only so much you can catch up on so quickly. Well, humans anyway," he says, making allowances at the end that she, or Vision, probably could in a matter of seconds. Turning towards Clea, Steve Rogers comments, "I know we have had a lot of time to get to know each other, Clea. I wasn't sure just how familiar you were with things here. It sounds like it's still pretty new then?" he asks, after which taking a sip of his beer.
Robbie Reyes	Pepper takes her leave, which thankfully saves Robbie the awkward job of asking whether Tony stood her up tonight. See, he's got roughly the social acumen of a coat stand. Vivian's comment about Avengers generally being immune to alcohol has him flashing a quick grin. "You know, I ain't entirely sure how it works on me, but it does. Usually." He shrugs a shoulder. "Figure it comes down to the Rider choosing not to fix whatever damage I done to myself. Or maybe he likes a good bender, too." He's about to go find said bar, but pauses long enough to offer to Clea, "Robbie Reyes. Don't think we met." He doesn't stick out his hand, because.. that sometimes causes problems.
Clea	Clea gives a look to Steve and there's a smile, "The Ancient One and others sort of made sure I knew right from wrong here and other things. But such things as holidays and other small things we really never got into. And we don't have things like this in the dark dimension." she motions around her. "I'm sure I'll get on top of things again." she adds. She then gives a look to Robbie as he introduces himself and she dips her head to him, "It's nice to meet you, Robbie. I'm Clea." she tells him. There's no last name. Because she doesn't have one!
Natasha Romanova	Natasha Romanoff would watch as some of the others would file out and give a nod, "Such things will happen. If you feel they are worth pursuing." She would shrug, "And SHIELD does have some psychological pathways for societal re-integration for those who have been isolated or out of contact with modern society. They're more often used for helping insertion of agents to long term cover duties in foreign societies."
Steve Rogers	Steve Rogers settles onto the arm of a couch as everyone talks. "Well, I went through something a bit like it. I missed about 70 years," Steve explains to Clea. "Everyone's been great about giving me things I should check out. If you are ever interested in a copy of my list, I'd be happy to share it," he offers. Steve glances around as if looking for someone. "Clint's suggestions are definitely... interesting and worthwhile. A Christmas Story. Weird Al Yankovic. Office Space. Dog Cops," he says, remembering just a few.
Robbie Reyes	Robbie's undoubtedly gotten a call from Gabe, by the way he frowns when he reads the text message. Mumbling a 'scuse me, he shoulders his way out at a good clip, making sure to give Clea a wave and a mouthed 'thank you' on his way past.