the formal (icon of hell optional)

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WHO: [OPEN]
WHERE: the Brandt Banquet Hall
WHEN: Sunday March 29
WARNINGS: B|
SUMMARY: the superhero formal. Will things explode?
FORMAT: whatever you feel like


There are extensive tables for hor d'oeuvres, small desserts, and champagne as well as an open bar. Room for dancing is obvious, flanked by a small group of musicians. And there are alcoves for the shy, the hiding, the amorous, the machinating, or the creeper lurking.

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[liverletdie]

Tony brought a hand up, and waved it dismissively. "Emotionally?" he questioned. Tony, of course, had emotions, it wasn't like he was a robot like his armor, of course. "Just fine, I suppose," he replied airily as he spun her once again. "I don't think there's much I can actually complain about," he said simply, a smirk lifting up on his face.

Really, Tony wasn't one to actually discuss emotions, or really anything more than a need-to-know basis. It probably got him into far more trouble than it should.

[darkprophecies.livejournal.com]

Despite how she had been acting before, this spin was met with only a soft, peaceful smile as she draws closer to him once more. "I see." she knew better than to push the subject when someone put up a wall of any sort.

"You must excuse me for asking, being one with empathic powers, emotions tend to take on an entirely new dimension of importance."

[liverletdie]

Tony shrugged it off. "Don't worry about it, I understand how important they would be if that's where your abilities are grounded in," he said simply. "After all, if I landed in a world without computers, I'm pretty sure I'd be pretty miserable," he said with amusement as he swayed once again, perfectly in time with the music.

[darkprophecies.livejournal.com]

"One would imagine." she laughed gently, her face lighting up a bit - another individual with a charming wit, she briefly wondered if this was a trait of most the men that Peter 'worked' with. All those connected with her own team were either too young to hold a proper conversation, or were so deeply ridden with angst that they would forget to smile.

"Do let me know if something does come up? I am here to listen."

[liverletdie]

"I'm sure you'll be the first I would go to," he said with a charming smile as he slowly spun her around on the floor. Tony Stark was a man who had spent far too many years working in the business world, which meant that emotions weren't exactly priority. His time as an Avenger had done some work on reducing those barriers, but at his heart, Tony Stark would always be a man within his own head, especially now that he had the Extremis.

[darkprophecies.livejournal.com]

As they danced she raised an eyebrow up at him momentarily, a soft smirk crossing her lips as she looked directly into his eyes. As she spoke the single word, there was humor filling the entirety of her tone, "Liar."

[liverletdie]

Tony couldn't help but chuckle to himself as they danced. "Alright, alright, you caught me," he said with a smirk, dipping her again.

[darkprophecies.livejournal.com]

As he lifted her from the dipping motion, she laughed, her hair falling back around her shoulders softly. It was cut short only by the soft sound of applause around them - the band had finished their song.

She turned only slightly to applaud them herself before looking up at Tony, the slightest of tinged color creeping to her cheeks.
"Thank you for dancing with me, Tony - it has lifted my spirits. I needed it."

[liverletdie]

He smiled calmly. "You're very welcome, Raven. Perhaps I can coax you back out later, you're a good partner," he said with a smile, starting to lead her away from the floor.

"I'm sure you need to continue with your mingling," he said with a smile, letting go of her hand slowly. "I think after that dance, I'm a bit thirsty."