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[morphogenia]

WHO: Kamala Khan
WHERE: House 6
WHEN: Dec. 13th; late afternoon aka KAMALA'S BIRTHDAY PARTY
OPEN TO: residents of house six, assorted cr of Kamala and the other house six residents - basically everyone who knows Kamala, Frank, and Jessica and is on good terms with them. It's basically everyone.
WARNINGS: Possible mentions of horror settings or past trauma since Kamala does live with Frank Castle and Jessica Jones who are their own warning. Honestly this is a rated G birthday log.

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She wakes up super stoked to be alive. It's not unusual for her honestly. Kamala is more excited than usual if only because it's not every day you get superheroes coming over for your birthday. Granted she's seeing them more as ordinary people who do incredible things sometimes. That's a positive change as far as she's concerned. It doesn't change the fact that Kamala from like age seven and up would have seen this as a dream come true. Who is she to question the wisdom of tiny Kamala?

She spends a decent portion of the day (following breakfast) getting ready for guests. She styles her new, shorter hair cut as elegantly as she can, dresses in the hunter green dress and pants outfit given to her by the Observers because screw them it's pretty and they can't ruin it with what they pulled after.

By the time she finishes, it's time to greet guests and see what Frank's done with the rest of the house while she's been hiding out in her room to obsess over her appearance. She'll go around greeting whoever shows up, shoving food at them, and generally be grateful they came. It's her seventeenth birthday. She's away from her home, childhood friends, and family. Having anyone here today means a lot more than she lets on. It's about the only thing allowing her to feel happiness instead dwelling on what she's missing.

(ooc; top levels will be posted by Frank in like five minutes for setting info. please hold for those! feel free to tag those or make your own starter once they're posted. I'm flexible.)

Comments

[oorah]

[ that coaxes a snort out of frank who turns towards rhodey with his friend on a lead. the kirin tips its long neck inquisitively towards the new arrival, clearly curious about him. ]

You want a leg up, Colonel?

[constructionzone]

[ Most people would probably say no. Most people would probably expect Rhodey to say no, dignity, etc. etc. But those people don't really get him. ]

Why the hell not, really.

[oorah]

[ that gets a bright grin from frank, something rhodey will know in only his brief interaction with the man isn't common. (and it won't be surprising considering his history, either.) he turns the kirin, making sure the creature is as calm as he can be before offering rhodey his hand and bending a knee so the man can spring off of it. really, don't be shy, he's eerily good at being a human ladder. ]

They're flighty so try to land soft.

[constructionzone]

[ He gave up on dignity when he agreed to get on a fantastical version of a unicorn, which most people would say is already fantastical in its own right.

Besides that, the leg still gives him (psychosomatic) trouble ]

You been thrown before?

[oorah]

Sure.

[ kicked, thrown. it doesn't really even register anymore. ]

A guy who used to be here showed me how to handle 'em. Slow and steady usually works.

[ except when it doesn't ]

[constructionzone]

Usually, huh.

[ He's not going to say planes are like horses but - planes are kind of like horses, he's heard. Usually, a steady hand keeps you where you want to be, and then sometimes the Boeing designed machinery is like a thoroughbred that's just gotten spooked by a plastic bag. ]

Well, if I get a concussion and forget everything, you get to tell Tony.

[oorah]

[ he shrugs. there's definitely no guarantee with like wild cryptids ok. he's not about to say it's 100% safe when it's definitely not. ]

Just try to fall on me if you fall, I make a surprisingly soft landing.

[constructionzone]

Uh-huh.

[ It's not that he doesn't believe you, Frank, it's just that he'd rather not confirm. Still, he takes that leg up, and he gets on the kirin, and it doesn't go as badly as it might.

Of course, it helps that there's a horse rescue on the reservation his ma's retired to in New Mexico. ]

Easy there. You only have to put up with me for a couple of minutes, then it's back to lunch.

[oorah]

[ he pats the horsething's neck soothingly, walking them around in an easy circle. the animal starts to bristle some and without realizing it he's murmuring sweet nothings to the creature which seems to do the trick honestly. a litany of 'thattaboy' and 'you're safe' and 'stay calm' etc etc ]