One thing that's universally seemed to vanish after The Snap are the efforts int things that don't really seem to matter. Ornate high class affairs aren't gone entirely from the world but there's very little reason to hold them just yet. Considering how much of a chore it was just to get what once would have been considered a pretty Basic grocery list, asking folks to find or show up in their nice clothes just seems like work that doesn't need to be done.
"Everyone who decided to come, yeah." Natasha holds in a sigh and shakes her head right after. It's really no surprise to anyone not to have Tony here. Nor did Natasha reach out to Bruce though she could have probably found him. But most everyone else is here. Natasha can point out where they're gathered.
Okoye will outclass all of them in her Wakandan fashion from where she stands quietly discussing Work with Rhodey while they sip at beers. Nebula has absconded a bowl of the chopped fruit salad that Natasha made and is sitting off a little bit on her own though close enough to listen and speak up when the conversations cross something she understands. She seems a bit lost at a gathering like this, though not upset about it. Being included and accepted is still hard for her to understand.
She's quietly sad that Tony hasn't come. He's the closest thing she has to a friend out of the humans, though Rocket is lingering around at least. She won't be alone. In fact, Steve's apt to purposefully put himself between her and the others so that she's got someone to talk to if she wants. He's been rather quiet himself though not ungrateful in the least.
Natasha gives Thor a small smile. She knows it's not nearly enough of them. But it's what's left. It's home, as much as she can make of it.
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on 2019-08-12 01:31 pm (UTC)"Everyone who decided to come, yeah." Natasha holds in a sigh and shakes her head right after. It's really no surprise to anyone not to have Tony here. Nor did Natasha reach out to Bruce though she could have probably found him. But most everyone else is here. Natasha can point out where they're gathered.
Okoye will outclass all of them in her Wakandan fashion from where she stands quietly discussing Work with Rhodey while they sip at beers. Nebula has absconded a bowl of the chopped fruit salad that Natasha made and is sitting off a little bit on her own though close enough to listen and speak up when the conversations cross something she understands. She seems a bit lost at a gathering like this, though not upset about it. Being included and accepted is still hard for her to understand.
She's quietly sad that Tony hasn't come. He's the closest thing she has to a friend out of the humans, though Rocket is lingering around at least. She won't be alone. In fact, Steve's apt to purposefully put himself between her and the others so that she's got someone to talk to if she wants. He's been rather quiet himself though not ungrateful in the least.
Natasha gives Thor a small smile. She knows it's not nearly enough of them. But it's what's left. It's home, as much as she can make of it.
"See? I'll grab us drinks. Just a second."