knightsoflegend | wedding ♔ so let in the morning light and let the darkness fade away

wedding ♔ so let in the morning light and let the darkness fade away

♬ from this moment on- shania twain ft. bryan white

WHO || Vi, Luthir, Wynn, Jack, Myri, Finnick, Francesca, Val'drin, Spike, Dumage, Felicity, Gus, Astrid, Fred Jr., Kat, Gar, Buffy, Rafael, Elena, Alaric, Rose, Dimitri, Aedan, Dovan, Lan, Zero, Koraith, Mark, Dawn, Archer, Des, Zarad, Alex, Faith, Faye, Sean, Anastacia [closed]
WHAT || Vi and Luthir's wedding
WHERE || Chelsea Physic Garden, London
WHEN || June 6th, evening
HOW || Actionspam

Now officially Knighted, Vi exchanges her ceremonial armor for a wedding gown, and the guests head into London to gather at the Chelsea Physic Garden. The evening is warm and clear, and the flowers in full bloom, chairs set up on the main lawn with name tags on them for people to find their seat. Gentle Elvish music plays everyone in, and at the front of stands an arbor covered in wisteria. It's a remarkably peaceful setting, enough to dispel further some of the grimness of the past few days and create an atmosphere of smiles and warmth. It seems to reinforce what Luthir has been telling Vi all along: that maybe now more than ever, this is the sort of thing they need, in order to remember what they're all fighting for.

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Should I let them know you don't share well?

I mean, if you were game... [ he lets that trail off with a smartass smirk. ]

Pretty sure half that table's underage. And Ana's married. And these things matter to me, even if they don't matter to you. [It's physically impossible for Des to get in Zarad's face, but he does step a bit closer, still smirking.] But I don't share well.

[He plants a hand on his chest.] I'll let you decide who that's more tragic for.

[ one hand moves to des' hip as his eyes sweep down over him and drag back up slowly. ] Well, see, that depends.

If I can't dance with the rest of the rabble without setting off your alarms, then you're gonna have to make it up to me.

My alarms are fine. [look at this sulk. it's a great sulk.] I just happen to think your looks aren't everything. I can see the castle gossip now- who was the armcandy with that fast-talking cowboy that nobody knows anything about. [He puts a mock-lilt in his tone.] Couldn't you just die?

[ALSO THAT'S DIRTY. He raises an eyebrow and laughs.] Oh, I get it. This is emotional blackmail, so I'll dance with you. That's real clever.

[He tugs on his tie as he moves towards the dancefloor, which is begrudging agreement.] Only you, babe. Only you.

As far as fighting dirty goes, I thought that was pretty tame. [ aren't you proud? you should be proud. maybe. w/e he's busy grinning like the cat that got the cream b/c he won. :') yaaay.

as soon as they're out there, he slides one hand around des, and scoops up his other hand in his, sinking effortlessly into rhythm because no fucking kidding he rolled a nat 20. ahahaha. ]

I'm so proud. [Yes, he's proud. And Des is apparently the girl in this dance, because he cannot compete with that nat 20 with his... 30. SHUT UP THAT WAS A REALLY LOW ROLL FOR HIM. Charm is one hell of a talent.

He's still really hot though. They both are. God.

Des actually can't stop smiling, which is noteworthy, because he so rarely honestly smiles at anything.] I'm glad you came out here tonight.

[ ♬ everything - lifehouse

because this thread needed some disgusting musical cues too.

zarad nestles the side of his head against des' with a much warmer smile at the words, as they sway amid the crowd. his contentment is palpable, the hand on des' back drawing him in a little closer. ]

You know how hard it is for me to say no to you.

I know. That's why I never ask unless it's important.

[He glances to the side, as if checking to see if anyone's watching before deciding he doesn't care and focuses his attention wholly on Zarad.] This was important. We don't get too many moments like this anymore.

[ he shifts his head enough that he can murmur appealingly close to des' ear ] As good a reason as any to make the most of them when we do.

[ he brushes his lips against des' cheek, eyes falling shut as he confesses with a sigh ] ... I missed you.

[Des chuckles and nuzzles against his neck in response to the murmuring. Yeah, now he... really doesn't care that everyone can see he's a marshmallow. He has a gun in his jacket and he can cuddle and shoot you at the same time. DON'T THINK HE CAN'T.]

I know. [He exhales miserably.] God, I know, baby. You've got your thing and I've got mine. That don't make it suck any less.

I can stay tonight. [ his eyes drag over to meet des', the invitation in his gaze more than obvious, even without the flirtatious dip in his tone. ] Make the most of a few more moments while we're at it.

Like I'm gonna say no to that. [He grins and there's a pause, whereon he just gets lost in his eyes again, and FINNICK COVER YOUR EYES.

Yeah, look it took them until now to start making out. Give them some credit here.]

[ zarad releases a satisfactory hum, chest buzzing against des' as he returns the slow, romantic kiss with an edge of eagerness that speaks of the time he's spent waiting to do this again. when he finally breaks the pda, it's to knock his forehead against des', a soft smile stirring on his features. ]

... Looking forward to it.

[This conversation is way too cute to last. Time for a Spikervention.]

I think I'm getting a cavity just watching you two.

[DOWNSIDE TO NOT DOING THIS BEHIND CLOSED DOORS (HURR): THAT. Des grimaces and slowly turns to look at Spike.]

I can fix that for you. [WITH HIS FIST.]

Maybe he just wants to cut in. [ zarad winks at spike, and it's... unclear whether he meant with des or with him, really. we just don't know. also hi. he slides a hand over des' shoulder with casual possessiveness from behind... or possibly to hold him back from socking spike.

... probably that one. ]

Maybe I do. [Spike smirks at Des, challengingly, then looks back at Zarad.]

We didn't really meet properly before. I'm Spike.

[r u srs rn.

Des looks from Zarad to Spike and just... rolls his eyes. Jesus Christ, Spike, YOU ARE THE LEAST SUBTLE.] Do you two want some alone time?

Because we could definitely use some.

[ buffy pops up behind des, slipping her arm through his. she smiles up at him. ]

Got a minute?

[Oh, that distracts him, as Buffy's presence usually does, but not for the same reasons.]

I need to talk to you two too.

[Cause he definitely eavesdropped during the wedding and wtf was all that about.]

But I can wait my turn.

[He turns to give Zarad an all too predatory smirk.]

[ Des gives Spike a look that says, in no uncertain terms, that he better BE NICE or something. And then turns to Zarad. ]

Go easy on him.

[ And he'll just... go follow Buffy. ]

[ zarad just grins, and turns said grin on spike, and it almost matches his own. ] I don't know. You don't look like the type who likes it easy.

[THIS WON'T END TERRIBLY AT ALL.]

Never have been. But then again I don't reckon you'll be taking your boy's advice, now, will you?

It was more of a friendly suggestion. We're not big on telling each other what to do. [ he nods at the dance floor ] So was that a yes?

To dancing? [He had... not thought that was a serious offer. He considers it for a moment, then shrugs.]

Yeah, all right. Why not?

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