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This Man's Home Is A Castle [OPEN]

When he first saw it weeks ago, shortly after the crew had finally caught up him, he thought for certain that he was hallucinating. But there it was, nestled among several other castles. The Luthor Mansion, in all it's glory.

Lex was never a superstitious man, but even he believed that there was more to heaven and earth than what could be proven on paper. The appearance of his home, a reward no other crew member had received (to his knowledge), certainly made him think. He wondered if this was some sort of sign that his decisions so far had indeed been right, or that he was on the right path. Perhaps it was put there as a distraction of sorts, as well, as there were many unpleasant memories that haunted those walls. For the time being, he decided to take it as a reward, however relocating there initially proved to be problematic.

The Mansion wasn't in disarray, but it was clear that no one had walked its halls in quite some time. Not only that, but the last people who had clearly had little regard for the property. There was a layer of dirt and dust everywhere, expensive and priceless paintings had been torn off the walls and trashed, priceless artifacts were just broken pieces of clay or stone, pieces of antique furniture had been smashed, and every vault was empty. Not a single green meteor rock to be found. He counted himself lucky that his pool table, piano, and a handful of family photos managed to survive.

Rather than be dejected, Lex looked at it as project to occupy his time. Since he only worked in Neuropathy whenever he felt like it, and manned the bar in the lounge at his discretion, he did have plenty of time to devote to this project. Which was good, because cleaning up and fixing up a 40 room mansion-- replete with its own library (with real books), well supplied medieval armory and modern armory, pool, wine cellar, gym, and grand ballroom-- took a lot of work.

Work which still hadn't been completed, but he had progressed far enough to not only make it livable, but also presentable. The master bedroom, Lex's office, and most of the common areas had been cleaned up. All the rest was blocked off for the moment, but were in locations that were fairly out of the way.

So, he put out a message on the omnicomms, and invited a few people to check the place out. The ones who weren't already spying on him, at any rate. He laid out a few drinks, and a sampling of some of the fresh fruit and food he picked up while during their last mission to earth. He didn't expect many guests, after all, he had never been the most well liked person, even back when he was a relatively kindhearted kid. Most parties he hosted as an adult, he was usually surrounded by obsequious employees desperate to move up the food chain, business partners who wanted a more favorable deal, business rivals who were trying to find out something about the competition, charity representatives who wanted money, and sycophants who wanted the notoriety of being in the same room as Lex Luthor and access to the connections that alone can bring. Friends were simply a foreign concept, if he ever truly had any to begin with, and he certainly hadn't gone out of his way to make any on the ship. He was curious as to what category his guests, if he had any, would fit in.

((ooc: This is something of a party style post, so feel free to talk to Lex, Lois, or talk to each other while your character looks around.))

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Kang had been painfully obvious when he'd started courting Fonrar, as had most draconians (understandably so, not having been raised with females around), so it was easy for him to spot when another person was being so obvious. It was amusing to watch, especially with the way Samus seemed to be reacting.

How had he not noticed the other woman? Nodding at her in greeting, he then looked over the selection curiously. "I don't know these particular types of drinks. Can you recommend a good one?"

Nova had read the situation instantly. Even if she hadn't been privy to the thoughts of the occupants of the room, it didn't take a genius to be able to accurately deduce what was going on. It was amusing, to say the least. A sentiment she shared with the tall dragon-man over there if what she'd 'heard' from him was any indication.

Sensing his confusion, she couldn't help but smile a little wider. It wasn' an uncommon reaction to her appearances. In fact, it rather gratifying to know that she still had it. At his question, she tilted her head at the wide selection of drink along the shelves. "Depends. What can you take, big boy?"

It was much easier to ignore really bad flirting when there were other people around. She turned her attention to Kang. Surely she could help with his situation.

"I recommend that one," Samus pointed to a rather strong liquid sitting on the shelf. She turned back to Nova, "Don't you think?"

"I've spent my fair share of time drinking over the years. Preferably something strong; I got used to the cactus juice my friend came up with, and it packs a punch," Kang grinned. "But, I'd be happy with just about anything, as long as it gets me drunk eventually."

"My sentiment exactly." And to further illustrate the point Kawalsky took a very long drink from his glass.

Even with his ~~kind of hilarious~~ current attitude, Samus could agree with that. Bottoms up!

Nova, to be fair. Hadn't spent much time drinking. Her lifestyle simply didn't call for it. But she knew how to appreciate a good drink, and amusing company. So, she grabbed the bottle Samus had recommended off the shelf, opened it and held it out to the Draconian with a smirk. She then raised her own bottle before bringing it to her lips.

Bottoms up. He'd hear her voice say. Though it was obviously impossible for her to have spoken while drinking. Right?

...well. Kawalsky had a glass, but the women were drinking straight from the bottle. This was going to be an interesting night. Shrugging, he raised up the bottle he'd been given and took a drink. Luckily, for him, the fact that he'd heard Nova's voice in his head didn't register until he'd swallowed it, otherwise he probably would have spit it out.

He was imagining things. That was it.

"...this is good."

Kawalsky might have been drinking from a glass but at the rate he was going he might as well have been drinking from the bottle.

"Damn straight." After Pouring himself some more beer, he set down his bottle and raised his glass. "Here's to you two very lovely ladies."

Oh yeah, he was sloshed.

Lucky Samus had a high tolerance for alcohol. A lot of practice and maybe even some DNA augmentation probably had something do with that. But swept up in the sudden social-ness of her drinking party, she adjusted and was on her way to joining Kawalsky.

"Trying for flattery now?" Samus' sarcasm was usually reserved for those with which she was comfortable. Whether she was comfortable with these hooligans or just a little loose lipped (or maybe a combination of both) has yet to be determined, but it was there regardless.

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The Ghost though, had sadly, little tolerance for the stuff. It went straight to her head and she squeezed her eyes shut for a moment with an audible "Whoo." Shaking her head, she grinned widely, now that was the kind of buzz she'd been looking for. Really, why hadn't she started drinking before?

So it was, that when Samus aimed her rather sarcastic wit at Kawalsky, she laughed hard, raising a hand to cover her mouth for a moment. It really hadn't been that funny, so she didn't know why she'd laughed like that, but she found she hardly cared. "Stating the obvious isn't very flattering if you ask me." She grinned, lifting her bottle to her lips again.

Hopefully Lex wouldn't mind this much of his alcohol disappearing. Samus seemed to be fine so far, but already, Kawalsky and Nova were looking pretty hammered. "I don't think you're going to have very much luck with these two ladies, Charles. Might as well quit while you're ahead."

"Maybe." Kawalsky waggled his eyebrow at Samus. "Maybe not. But I can still admire a beautiful, even if I don't get anywhere with her."

Samus had to swallow down a snort. Was he seriously trying this?

"Well, this 'beautiful,'" She paused a moment to do something really odd. She materialized her armor around her, just like it came out of her skin, and the next thing you know it, a full suit of red and orange armor is sitting at the bar with them, "Suggests that you should stop now."

Her tone was an odd mix of teasing and intimidation. She gives Kawalsky a good look, clearly amused through the faceplate, but if there's one thing she knew, it was not to operate a suit of powered armor under the influence unless you wanted to get someone hurt. She was a bit more responsible than that. She dematerialized the armor; the blond woman was back sitting there like nothing had ever changed.

Nova couldn't help another laugh, her face flushed as she took another pull from her now almost empty bottle, pushing her hair out of her eyes.

"Ooh, are we playing show and tell then?" Her smile was indescribably wide as she finished off the dregs of her bottle. Then, setting it down on the counter, she set her eye on another bottle on the shelf. The liqour wobbled for a moment before lifting itself off the shelf and floating through the air, landing snugly in her hand. The cap unscrewed itself before she lifted it to her lips with a wide grin. Really, by this point, she should have known enough to stop. But she was having far too much fun. Something she hadn't had...any of. Ever.

At Samus' threat, the Ghost felt the need to back her up, so, tossing her head rather dramatically, she leaned close to Kawalsky, giving him a rather exaggerated 'evil eye.' "I agree with the madam. 'Sides." Here, she leaned back, draping her arm over Kang's shoulder and leaning close to his ear.

"I'm finding tall dark and scaly here, a lot more eloquent. Gotta love a man who can hold his tongue." She paused, thought for a moment, then laughed. "If you know what I mean."

Kang laughed when Samus's armor materialized, taking a long pull from his bottle, "I'd be careful. I don't think she'd have a problem at all breaking one of your limbs." Really, she'd fit right in at one of the taverns back on Krynn. Nova, as well. Impressed by the woman's ability, he was about to comment on it...

...but then she put her arm around him and leaned in.

Lost gods, was she hitting on him? She was!

Feeling extremely uncomfortable, the bozak leaned away from her, very carefully removing her arm, "...I think you don't need any more, ma'am."

Kawalsky was equally impressed with both women. Unfortunately, aside from a momentary withdrawal immediately after the displays of power and telekinesis, he went back to leaning in close.

"That's pretty damn impressive. How can you do that? How can either of you do that?"

"Now that's a secret," Samus ain't talkin'. She took a big swig from her drink for good measure.

"But I'd listen to him if I were you," she added after a pause. She looked over at Kang, "But then again it looks like he's got his own issues right now."

Nova was curious. How did the drop dead gorgeous woman materialize armor out of thin air. What she'd have given to be able to do that. It would have made things so much easier. But really, her brain didn't seem to be wanting to work properly at the moment. Not that she cared very much.

The Ghost pulled a face, obviously not at all enthused about the idea to stop drinking. A fact punctuated by the bottle that raised itself to her lips so she could take another good, long drink. "Where's the fun in that? Besides..." She laughed again, moving a little closer along the bar to the uncomfortable Draconian. "He's a big cutie. Don't you think?"

If a person's head could explode from redness and excessive smiling? Nova would probably be dead by now. It's a good bet that she'll be embarrassed about this tomorrow. But then, it's also a good bet that, no matter how embarrassed she may be, she'd never ever let on. Or maybe she just wouldn't care enough to be embarrassed at all. It's up in the air, really.

Kang was so not used to having females, especially females of the softskin races expressing interest in him. If Fonrar were present to see this... well. They were very possessive of each other. It probably would not have ended well.

Wings rustling and scales clicking with unease, he edged away. There was a word he'd never heard used to describe him. "...cute?"

Kawalsky chuckled. "I think she likes you." He grinned at Kang. Well at least he seemed to be taking the dejection well. "What else can you girls do?" At least he was restraining himself from asking if they could teach him anything. Rawr.

Casting Kawalsky a knowing look, she smirked, following Kang as he tried to edge away down the bar. She ran a finger lightly over his chest as she answered the Major. "Can't be showing you all our secrets now, can we? At least, not on the first date." Laughing, she crossed her legs demurely at the ankles, seemingly remembering that it wasn't ladylike to sit like she had been. Though, it wasn't ladylike to sit on the bar rather than at it either, but that little fact seemed to have slipped her mind.

Grinning from ear to ear, she edged closer to Kang, narrowing her eyes up at him a little as her wandering fingers traced ever so lightly over a certain point of his wing. "You don't like cute?" Really Kang, how can you resist those big, limpid, green eyes. Any other man would be a puddle of jelly right now. Well, almost any other man.

Kang shot Kawalsky a look that was a mixture between a glare and a plea for help. Come on, help a guy out here! "Uh. I can see that, and no offense, but I'm not attracted to human women. I never have been."

He eyed Nova with a great deal of consternation as she kept moving closer, edging back, unsure of how to handle the situation. There was a finger running over his chest and then...

Whoa. Whoa.

At the touch to that part of his wing, both of the appendages snapped out and the bozak jumped back several feet, nearly dropping his bottle on the floor.

"Ma'am, stop. I have a mate!"

A good drink had definitely been needed, but Kaylee hadn't made it too far in the door before she had spotted Kang. It only took another moment to see exactly what his situation was, and a split-second after that for Kaylee to grin big and try to stifle her laughter. Maybe it wasn't the most polite thing to do, but the woman was clearly drunk, and Kang clearly didn't know how to handle the situation. Poor guy.

"How's it goin', Kang?" she asked cheerfully, moving toward the bar. She grinned and nodded to the others in the group as well before leaning over the bar to see what there was drink-wise.

Samus had to stop herself from outright laughing at her drinking companions. Poor Kang. She could ignore the other flirting well enough, but he seemed to be having a lot of trouble fighting off the ladies tonight. "I think Kang needs a little help. You alright there, buddy?"

Yeah, even Samus was ignoring Kawalsky for the lizard man. Sad.

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