party ♔ love, you are my shelter and love, you are my home

[witchwoman]

[♪ brightly wound - eisley]

WHO || Erryone
WHAT || the wedding of Finnick Odair and Myrilandel de Tanos
WHERE || Andres Beach & Palace
WHEN || oct 23rd
HOW || actionapsm

Between the various members of the wedding party, everything comes together just in time for the big event. Within a few weeks' time, the day has finally arrived. Whether they've met or spoken to the bride and groom, the entire isle of Andres is invited to this event. Cool colors are prominent throughout the ceremony set up on the Andres coast. From the bridesmaids dresses to the flower arrangements to the beautiful blue sky and sea, it's a very calming atmosphere.

Once the ceremony is finished, everyone is invited to the reception, held at the Andres palace. There's food, drink, and music. Tables are available, but with such an open guest list, there's no assigned seating- other than the main table up front where the wedding party and their guests will sit last supper style.

Comments

[icouldbe_bess]

[ at some point, alice abandons will to socialize on his own. which is what finds her at the food table by des. it is not what makes her reach out and uses him as a support as she unbuckles her heels and lets them drop to the floor. no, that was because of a gross miscalculation of how long she could remain standing in five inch heels without breaking both of ankles or becoming permanently crippled in later life. being taller than will has lost it's appeal.

she sighs happily when her bare feet touch the cold floor and she pulls her hand back from where it was gripping des' shoulder. she flashes him a brief, perfunctory smile. ]

Thanks, pal. You saved me. My hero.

[nothingsodivine]

[Des freezes as he's being used as a support beam, but mercifully doesn't move that whole time, because... wow. It's half chivalry and half curiosity.]

You're welcome. [he eyes her shoes.] Personally, it's my opinion that any shoe with a heel that could double as a shiv ain't fit for walking in, but I'm not a woman.

[icouldbe_bess]

They make my butt look cute and when in danger they count as weapons. But mostly it's about my ass.

[ fyi. she shrugs, tossing her hair back from her shoulders. ]

[nothingsodivine]

Yeah, mace and a pocket knife just don't serve dual purposes like that. [sage nod.]

[icouldbe_bess]

Too true. And they're much harder to conceal without messing up the cleavage. [ she's completely bullshitting. she doesn't carry weapons. she had pepper spray on her key chain in college, but she went to college in boston and took the orange line (and others) on her trek home so it was either pepper spray or death. ]

[nothingsodivine]

I'd say hopefully that's not something you have to worry about at a wedding, but we are in the middle of a former warzone.

[icouldbe_bess]

For a night. It was just kind of shitty prior to that. And prior to that it was kind of nice, I heard.

[nothingsodivine]

Borderline idyllic, but who the fuck knows if all the citizens of Andres have fuzzy feelings about all this.

[he glances around suspiciously. DID YOU HAVE TO INVITE THE ENTIRE ISLAND, MYRI???]

[icouldbe_bess]

About a wedding their possibly future king is attending. Um, you bet. It's like when the building in Boston blew up. Hear me out. So it was a horrible, unmitigated disaster. No one inside survived, absolute fucking tragedy. But the people who ran in and out trying to find people, who went in even though there were choking to death on smoke and ash. They're heroes. One of the people in the blast radius who lost a leg got married a few months back? The mayor went to her wedding. Because those people became this ...symbol of resilience.

That's what this is.

[ she shrugs. she might not be ten million years old, but she's seen loss and how a city, a town, a country can rise up from it. ]

[nothingsodivine]

[Des stares at her for a moment.]

Huh. That's...a valid point. [he glances around again, trying to look at the situation in a new light, expression somber.] Never would've thought of it like that.

[he sees loss for what it is. it's hard for him to feel like suffering amounts to anything but wounded hearts and a lot of dead bodies.]</small.

[icouldbe_bess]

Well, you're clearly a pessimist.

[nothingsodivine]

Hey, I earned my pessimism, thank you. [mock offended. he knows, alice. he knows. : (]

[icouldbe_bess]

Mmm, and I have earned my optimism. So we're even.