thespherelogs | FAMILY HOLIDAYS [SEMI-OPEN]

WHO: Wanda Maximoff, Tommy Shepherd, Gar Logan, Antonio Vega & any other close CR.
WHAT: Family dinner
WHEN: December 23rd
WHERE: Wanda's Dome; 305.
WARNINGS: n/a.
NOTES: This is open to those who might stop by Wanda's dome during the holidays. There will be a family dinner, cooking, drinking, gifts & general winter cheer. Feel free to make open posts, single thread, group threads or hop around. It is an easy form but make sure to communicate.

Wanda's dome is much like the other shared domes within the sphere however she's currently living alone. Even so, there are two small rooms off of the main living space. One is the bedroom and the other is the bathroom. The main room is well lived in. A couch is set across from a small tv with a coffee table positioned perfectly between them. Next to that is a round kitchen table with four chairs that segways into the 'U' shaped kitchen.

Sokovia does not celebrate Christmas, or at least Wanda doesn't, but she tries her best to decorate for the snowy winter holiday that the sphere celebrates. There are puffs of fake snow around the couch and on a few off the surfaces around the room. Candles line various shelves as well as centering both tables with sprigs of ivy, holly and a few other plants around the room. Music is playing though it's all random instrumental pieces that don't entirely identify with the holidays but it creates a pleasant mood within the small living space.

Coming from the kitchen are rich and exotic scents. Most of Wanda's food selections range from regions of Hungarian and Russia but they all manage to add to the pleasant sensation of the celebration. The table hosts each dish with plates and silverware set out for people. The dishes that can be found are perogies, chicken paprikash, stuffed peppers, Kürtőskalács, scalloped potatoes, Pogača, cabbage rolls and various small pastries. There is a lot of food but she is cooking for her son, so it's only natural that she makes enough food for an army.

There are also cookies, many many types of cookies.

The plan for the evening is for people to filter in and out, grab plates and eat when they wish, stand around and talk as well as give gifts. It is a loosely formed evening and one that Wanda hopes is relaxing to those who attend. She also won't turn anyone away, even if they weren't formally invited. Her door is left open and it is only near the end of the evening that she closes her door and ends the night.

It's a good thing that Wanda can use her magic to help her clean up after the hectic day.

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He chuckled, a gentle sound deep in his chest. "Perhaps later, once the other guests have retired." He was a patient man, after all. Speaking of the other guests, though, he raised an eyebrow curiously. "I've been wondering, though, and I'd hoped you could shed some light on the topic. It must be disorienting, meeting a son from another world."

Her voice lowered to a warm whisper. "I look forward to it." She spent a great deal of time at school or working between Bjart and Tommy. It was nice to have those moments where she could relax in Antonio's company.

After a pause, Wanda looked back at Tommy and smiled. "Yes. It was but it gave me a bit of hope too. His father is dead in my time and we had no children." He'd been the person who had convinced Wanda that she was able to love. "We couldn't have bared children, even if we wanted too. So while it's surprising, his existence is amazing and even if it is another universe... I can't help but feel as if a part of me went into making him too."

He was quite for a moment while he mulled over her words. He could understand her point, certainly, and it brought a small smile to his face as he considered them.

"Well, if this other you, his true mother, is you, it's perfectly reasonable. Regardless of origin, to be Wanda you must be similar."

She laughed softly. "Other than our powers, I am not to sure of that. I've spoken to Tommy about it and we are very different. We even seem to have different parents and had come into our powers differently." She paused to consider the possibilities. "I do wonder what similarities there are." It felt as if there was another side of her that she knew nothing about.

"What do you think you'd do? If you knew of another version of yourself, one with an entirely different life and a family?"

"How well does he know his mother, though? We don't know our parents as equals, no matter how much we grow."

He looked down to his glass, though, pondering her question. "I'm not sure. I've never thought about having children. We do so so seldom I would want to know them, I think."

Wanda shook her head. "I've gotten a few different accounts and I know that he doesn't know her very well. He grew up with different parents, as did his twin, Billy." It was a little strange and Wanda wasn't usually so eager with information but Antonio was someone she trusted.

"That's how I thought at first. Before meeting Tommy. I hadn't ever thought I could." Not after everything that had happened at Hydra and then dating Vision who wasn't even human. "The man I was dating before, the one who passed away, he wasn't human and couldn't have children. So I never looked that far into the future. I didn't think I'd live that long either." Wanda lived a very dangerous life style. The only person she knew who had reached an elderly age was Steve and that was a unique situation.

"I understand. My people have one, if we're lucky and.even cross paths with another of our species. We're a dying breed." He reached over, placing hand on her thigh gentle, nothing sexual in the gesture, but it was intimate, a physical connection to mirror their talk.

"I'm afraid I could never provide you children, either."

Wanda looked down at his hand before meeting his gaze with a smile. She reached out and gently placed her hand over his, drawing comfort from the contact and letting him know how much it meant to her.

"That's fine." She had never thought of children and even now she doubted that was in her future. "I'm enjoying what we have, for however long it lasts and-" Her gaze lifted to Tommy. "I have a family. I couldn't ask for more than that."

He didn't respond immediately, ruminating instead on what her words may mean. He'd had friends, lovers, throughout the centuries, but no one he would call family, not since Madrid. Not since he was a child who watched a mom lynch his mother. For all their closeness, he even kept Nathan at arms length. There was likely something a therapist would have to say about that, not having been exceptionally close to anyone for five hundred years, but he didn't entertain those thoughts long.

"So am I." And it was the truth. "Wherever it may go."

Wanda turned to Antonio with a bit of a smile. She reached forward and gently brushed her fingers through his hair and then behind his ear. He didn't have a hair out of place but she enjoyed the light intimate touches that were generally socially acceptable, even if her son and his boyfriend were in the kitchen a few yards away.

"I'm interested to learn more but on your terms." She's already aware that there was a long history lingering in Antonio's past and there was no doubt that she'd barely scratched the surface. In that same light, she was slowly opening up as well. It worked for them but Wanda was interested in learning more and she saw no reason not to tell Antonio that.

It was easy to be honest with him and Wanda wasn't putting a timeline on any part of their budding relationsip, whatever that relationship might be.

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