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

[bittersweeter]

Oops. [ surprise, she doesn't sound apologetic. ] You should wear suits all the time.

[ambitionist]

I do!

[ ^ that's what denial sounds like]

[bittersweeter]

Like once a month! [ it could be more, but she's choosing to only believe it's during squiring parties. ]

[ambitionist]

[nah it's pretty much only during squiring parties, and even then he only wears like a dress shirt and dark pants anyway because he's a lazy piece of shit. he's just still pretending he wears suits all the time like when he was back in new york ... a million years ago.]

That's not — yeah, okay, I guess that's true.

[bittersweeter]

I'm just saying, it's a good look. You should make it a more often look.

[ambitionist]

Yeah? I dunno, I'm kind of enjoying being low-key these days. If you ever see me heading out to a mission in a Forever Lazy or some shit I'm gonna need you to mercy kill me, though.

[bittersweeter]

I would make sure you weren't possessed first, but you bet. I would never let that stand. I'll make it painless, promise.

[ambitionist]

I knew I could count on you.

[bittersweeter]

Anything for you, babydoll.

[ambitionist]

Yeah, yeah. Which Chinese place is this now?

[bittersweeter]

The one on the corner. [ it probably has a name, but she doesn't know it. ] Not the best Chinese food this side of Chinatown, but it's a steady third.

[ambitionist]

'Kay. We're probably gonna be way fuckin' overdressed.

[bittersweeter]

I never got to do the whole diner food after prom thing, this'll make up for my lost youth.

[ambitionist]

I didn't go to my prom, so I guess it'll be an experience for both of us.

[bittersweeter]

Prom night! [ she has to pick up her dress to step over something grimy on the street, as if emphasizing how overdressed they are. ]

[ambitionist]

It's kinda weird that you're not doing this with your, uh, prom date, though ...

[bittersweeter]

You can say husband, Alex, it's not going to burn your throat. [ why is she friends with so many people who are like allergic to relationships??? WHY DON'T PEOPLE WANT THIS WTF. ] You were literally there when it happened.

[ambitionist]

I know! I was just dragging out your metaphor.

[bittersweeter]

I would have hated him in high school. [ which is funny because she was seventeen when they met... ] Although I hated pretty much everyone in high school. Not even hate, I just didn't... care. But you would have been my best friend and I would have invited you to prom so you could snake all the girls at my prep school. Except Daneca.

[ambitionist]

[he raises his eyebrows like idk would you have tho.] I dunno about that. All I cared about was hockey, then my dad died my junior year and I was the kid with a dead parent.

[bittersweeter]

Everyone thought I was the secret teen assassin for my dad because I disappeared for three years. And, you know, because of my dad.

[ambitionist]

I think that's a little bit cooler than people being tired of you because you're dealing with life-long, ongoing trauma.

[bittersweeter]

[ she doesn't want to turn it into a contest or really bring up all the reasons she hated high school (chiefly greg), so she just shrugs. ] Probably.

[ambitionist]

[it's also not really a road of conversation he wants to go down, so he just ... veers away.] High school was the worst. I only kept going because I liked playing hockey too much to quit.

[bittersweeter]

And 'cause you need a diploma to be an astronaut. [ she thinks that might be a little bit accurate. ]