wedding ♔ baby we've come a long way

[bittersweeter]

♪ you are the best thing -- ray lamontagne

WHO || Lila & Sylar and invited guests
WHAT || Wedding & Reception
WHERE || Baglioni Hotel London, the Ballroom
WHEN || September 18, 2015; 4PM onwards [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

The ballroom of the hotel is a study in elegance, which isn't surprising considering who the bride is, but perhaps more surprising are the personal touches and sheer sentimentality of the room. Circular tables are scattered on the edge of the dance floor, covered with ivory tablecloths, and while there isn't a seating chart, everyone invited can find a place card with their name scrawled on it so they can claim their spot at a table. Along with the simple centerpieces and floral arrangements, each table holds a different photo of Lila and Sylar, often times selfies, and a location that has some sentimental meaning. London, Nando's, New York, Chicago, Tahiti, Andres, etc. (The tiny table for two by the dessert table is labeled Oregon.)

Once they're presented to the guests, Lila and Sylar have their first dance, to get it out of the way and so no one can ruin it. After a dinner of steak, crab stuffed sole, creamed potatoes, and late summer vegetables, the DJ starts playing dance music and probably won't stop all night if we're being honest. Castle party music this is not. There is a brief pause to cut the cake and so Lila can inhale about twelve petit fours by herself, but it's party, party, party all night long. And, oh yeah, it's an open bar.

Comments

[icouldbe_bess]

Right? [ not right. alice is still stuck in the mind set of middle class living paycheck to paycheck, but she's working on it. ] Heels and paying off my student loans. Which I'd pretty much be paying off for sixty years so that's literally worth risking my life for.

[doubletake]

[She's been here three years at this point. It took her awhile, too.]

Go talk to Wynn. I'm pretty sure he'd just...take care of them for you.

[icouldbe_bess]

Nah. I like working it off. It feels very American Dreamy and I get this dumb sense of accomplishment for finding a job that pays well enough for me to pay them off. That's what you're supposed to do when you graduate, right? So it feels really good, like a mini success once a month.

[doubletake]

[She grins, seemingly understanding what she's getting at, though she looks amused all the same.]

I wouldn't really know. I wasn't even out of high school before I got dropped here, apparently. I'm all for mini successes, though.

[icouldbe_bess]

How long have you been here. [ 'cause you're not a bb anymore wow. ]

[doubletake]

Three years this past October.

[Stressful situations seem to add years faster than time does, though, and she's had her fair share of those.

They all have.]

[icouldbe_bess]

Yeah? It's only been a year for me. Still feel like I have no idea what I'm doing, but I felt like that all through college so it might just... be me.

[doubletake]

It's part of the job, honestly. Or life in general. Even when you think you've got it figured out, something always seems to happen that changes everything.

[icouldbe_bess]

Sometimes for the good, though. [ SHOVES OPTIMISM AT HER. ]

[doubletake]

Oh, definitely. Change isn't always bad. You just have to be willing to let it in.

[icouldbe_bess]

I let it in and now I have 200% more flannel in my closet and dogs, everywhere. [ she snorts in amusement. ] I'd say more near death experiences too, but I was a profoundly reckless child and when my dad said no, I heard yes for some reason. Like when I was, like, five, my dad put me in the truck to bring the leaves to the dump with him and he went back in the garage to get the last bag and told me not to touch anything. So of course I touched everything, including the drive shaft which shoved it into neutral and sent the truck down the incline of our driveway and across the street, right into a tree.

[ #YOLO ]

[doubletake]

[Elena smiles widely at the first part.]

Good for you.

[And then she laughs at the story.] At least it sounds like you survived. [Since she's...you know...here.]

[icouldbe_bess]

Miraculously. [ she's pretty sure big guns upstairs has plans for her that don't involve dying from her own stupidity.

or at least she hopes so. that'd be a crappy way to die. ]