[rp: nexus: the housewarming]

[w0tcha]

In an unusually quiet corner of the Nexus, rather a lot of activity is taking place. A tower built along Norman lines is planted firmly in a field of recently mowed glass, which it shares customarily with an apple tree, and this afternoon only with an assortment of chairs, sofas and a generously loaded buffet table. Behind it, the tower door stands

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[theyjustdont]

Stephen is quite late when he finally arrives. He doesn't walk up like most of the others, he just fades in. Once he's there, though, he's looking for Will.

[w0tcha]

"Stephen!" Will was just beginning to worry. He grins, making his way through the little gathering to greet the other boy,. "It's been ages."

[theyjustdont]

Stephen's face brightens when he finally spots Will. "It has. I've just been so busy, and it's been hard to get by the main areas of this place. It's good to finally see you again, though. Thanks so much for inviting me."

[w0tcha]

"Don't thank us for that -- that's the entire reason for the party. To catch up with our friends. I'm glad you could come." Will is looking Stephen over, trying to decide if his friend is looking well -- it's been months of him on his own, far from home after all.

[victormakesart]

Victor made her way over, in her fakely-confident, quick-quick stride, like she was meant to be taller and stronger than she was. She had a little sketchbook tucked under her arm. She walked right up to Will, glanced at the tower, the open door. Open doors were ridiculously inviting, and she wanted to see. But she will be a patient-bug. "Thank you for the invitation!"

[w0tcha]

"Thank you for coming!" Will greets Victor just as cheerfully. "Though if you hadn't, we'd have had to think of another excuse to get you here. What do you think?"

[victormakesart]

"Oh, I love what I see so far. Construction is amazing. Did you... does this have any internal support system?"

[w0tcha]

"Of course! Come and see." Will waves Victor through the door with him. "The beams are oak -- from Thames Valley, where my family live."

[thespaewife]

Clarissant shows up with a wicker basket on her hip. It’s full, and covered with a cloth folded to show an embroidered design of oranges on top. Evidently this is in lieu of wrapping paper or ribbons.

She comes from around the back of the tower, trailing the fingers of her free hand against the stone and stops when she hits the lintel of the door, blinking in mild surprise. A door, imagine that.

[never_king]

"Clarissant!" Bran comes charging up the moment he sees her, only to pause awkardly before deciding that yes, he is going to attempt an awkward hug -- you must excuse him, he doesn't have much practice at this. "What's in the basket?"

[thespaewife]

After a startled moment Clar relaxes, and hugs him back one armed. "Presents," she says.

[never_king]

"For us?" Bran untangles himself to look at the basket with renewed interest.