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

[killingtodeath]

[He grins wide, beaming at her after that kiss. Smitten doesn't really cover it, okay. He's got it bad for his girlfriend, which is a good thing, of course.

Except when he takes his own cake and adds more frosting to his face before he just goes in to kiss her before she has the chance to turn away, intending to share a good portion of that frosting mess.

These dumb babies.]

[theminotaur]

[ what is this tomfoolery! abigail giggles, trying to wriggle away. ] Stiles!

[killingtodeath]

[Nope. He wraps his arms around her and smashes his face against hers for a few more seconds just for good measure. Pulling back, they are both probably a fucking mess. He just grins.]

Something wrong?

[theminotaur]

You're the worst! [ still giggling as she mops frosting off her face, surely that gives plenty of gravity to her scolding. ]

[ambitionist]

[SURPRISE INTERRUPTING COW. alex comes back from getting chinese food and just stares at the two ragamuffin children like who let u inside??????]

Maybe I'll just leave you alone.

[killingtodeath]

[Stiles is too busy cracking up to form a reply before Alex shows up. Glancing up at the strange voice he doesn't recognize, he just points at him.]

Hey, it's the underwear model. [Nevermind that Abigail already debunked that. It's just how he will probably always refer to him now.]

[theminotaur]

[ worst timing, alex, abigail cheeks turn bright pink like they were caught in some compromising position. stab a man? nbd. get caught smooching her bf? eep! ]

Hey Alex.

[ambitionist]

You have to wear underwear for that. [he sounds sarcastic but .. no lies detected. (unsure)] Do you two need to move to the kiddie table?

[killingtodeath]

Pretty comfortable right here, thanks. [He wipes a finger on his own cheek to eat some of the frosting.]

Cake?

[theminotaur]

Are you really gonna offer him cake when half of it is on your face?

[ambitionist]

Yeaaaaah, I'll pass. That's okay. [and then he edges closer to abigail's chair, although he keeps focused on stiles.] I just thought I'd let you know that Abigail is like a sister to me. Literally, she looks just like one of my sisters. And if you got any ideas about ... I dunno, breaking her heart or hurting her, well, it'd be a shame if something happened to you, wouldn't it? [he stares at stiles with a look that says he would probably chop his body up, put it in garbage bags, and send it down the thames without shedding a single tear (intimidate 35) and then just ... walks away. lmfao.]

[killingtodeath]

[After facing crazy shadow horror realms, Stiles has officially Seen Some Shit(tm), so he's not quivering under Alex's gaze or wetting himself right now... but even he isn't immune to scary older brothers (will save 27). So he just looks up at the man and gives a single nod of understanding before Alex leaves. He waits until he's out of earshot to even look at Abigail again.]

That was... [He doesn't really have words. He just lets out a long breath.] You know I'm not going to hurt you, right?

[theminotaur]

[ abigail is looking after alex like what just happened, but also a little bit like she's happy someone loves her enough to threaten to murder someone for her. (instead of, say, murdering her. it's a nice change, to say the least.) such a good big brother.

when stiles speaks, she whips her head back to look at him. ]

What? Of course I know that. I told him that, too. He's just over protective because I look like Sonja. He won't actually kill you. [ ...she doesn't sound overly convinced about that last part, tbh. alex might. ]

[killingtodeath]

[Grabbing a napkin, Stiles quickly wipes off most of the frosting from his face, because he just feels like maybe having this serious conversation should involve a cleaner face.]

No, it's fine. I mean- if I did that I'd want me dead too, so... [He's not mad about being threatened.]

I just wanted to make sure you knew that I would never... ever do something that I thought would hurt you.

[theminotaur]

Stiles. [ she leans over to wipe the last bit off his temple (how did it even get up there???), setting her napkin down on the table. ] I know. You and Alex and Cora... you're like the best thing that's ever happened to me.

[ and will, but will is an understood and she expects everyone to realize plaid dad is number one. ]

[killingtodeath]

[He lets her clean up some of the remaining frosting, smiling softly at her. All the teasing and playfulness from before has faded to this more sincere moment. Leaning in, he raises one hand to cup her cheek and presses a soft, brief kiss to her lips.]

You're amazing.

[theminotaur]

[ she ducks her head against his hand. ] Oh, shut up.

[killingtodeath]

[He just gives her that dopey lovesick smile of his.]

Never.

[theminotaur]

[ omg stiles stahp. ]

Did you get that soulspeaker to work yet? [ remember that shrunken head abigail put on your pillow so you could wake up to its beautiful good looks? hahah she's a horrible girlfriend. ]

[killingtodeath]

Not yet. It's been a nice little research project, though. Kinda helps me re-focus when I get too deep into something else.

[theminotaur]

Good. [ she smiles. pleased that something she liberated from a mission was so well recieved and helpful. ] What's your one track mind stuck on lately?

[killingtodeath]

I've been going to the firing range a lot. Just hoping to make myself more useful on my next mission, you know? Lila's been helping me, actually.

[theminotaur]

Being useful on a mission doesn't mean being able to fire a gun, you know.

[killingtodeath]

It helps, though. [He glances down.] I'm just trying to be a little more prepared.

[theminotaur]

First aid could help, too. [ hahahaaha if only they knew. ]