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

[luthir]

♬ 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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[witchwoman]

We can each have one, can't we?

[graveflowers]

[ she peers over, resting her head on elena's shoulder. ] Okay, that's cute. We look adorable. [ and happy. ]

[slay]

We need to make sure we get some of you with Luthir later, too. [ she nudges vi. ] You want to remember this.

1/2

[shootfirst]

Hey, this is a no-boys allowed photoshoot. Right, Gar?

[ a beat. ] ... Gar?

[rationalizes]

[ ♬ butterflies don't lie - kaci

gar doesn't hear her, because she's sort of staring across the floor, having glanced around at the mention of luthir and found most of the failboat boys chilling over by the punch table talking. it does not take a very high spot check (13+) to notice what's got her staring. her eyes are glued on jack, who, admittedly, is looking hella better than usual. kat frowns uncomfortably upon following gar's gaze, but her forehead furrows further as she looks over at fred who's there talking to mark. she almost visibly gulps, glancing down to fidget with the camera. and the crowd of guys parts for rafael who pushes through them to set down his finished drink with a grin, turning to say something to finnick. what it is, we just don't know. but he glances over and makes eye contact with the girls, his gaze lingering for a second on buffy as he talks. ]

... Hm?

[slay]

[ buffy is so busy grinning stupidly at how fuckstruck gar is that she almost doesn't notice raf tbh. but she finally looks over to try and see if jack is similarly enamored and her eyes land on rafael gossiping with finnick (spot nat 20).

she leans in towards gar. ]

What are they up to?

[witchwoman]

[Oh Myri crit failed. Guess she's too into this picture. Or her fiance. He's distracting.]

[notaroundme]

[Spot 19. Yeah, she notices. Everyone basically pairing off. That's cool.

She's just going to...be awkward without actually looking it. (Bluff 26)]

[isisagent]

[Anyone who was eying Archer's table a while ago might have seen him angrily storm out, but he's been MIA for a while now... But that's all about to change; he struts back into the hall, heading straight for the crowd of guys with some call-girl in tow, to prove he can totally get a date for some wedding.]

[graveflowers]

No, Luthir's hair looks better than mine. [ it doesn't tho, she got a nat 20 on those loose curls so fuck your magic elf hair. ] I don't need evidence of that for the rest of forever.

...Is that...a-- did he-- to my wedding?? [ spot 23 SHE DOES NOT LOOK PLEASED. ]

[slay]

I got this dress half off; I'm perfectly comfortable tearing it for the sake of properly beating his ass.

[ buffy turns to elena for permission on that one yep. ]

[notaroundme]

Have fun, ladies.

[She doesn't even give a fuck. No, she does, but she's also miserable and mentally checking out now.]

[shootfirst]

Incoming. Mayday, mayday. [ kat tries to push herself to the back of the group because hey, those guys are making their way over here oh god, hide her ]

[witchwoman]

Kat, what-? [She reaches out for the woman, confused. But then she notices the group of guys.]

What's going on?

[graveflowers]

[ vi scowls and loops her arm around elena's. ] Come on, EB, let's get some cake. [ her voice drops to a whisper ] I'm the bride, we can steal coffee from the catering tent, no one is allowed to say no to me because of the dress, it's magic.

[slay]

Not so fast. [ buffy has to do fred a solid by grabbing kat by the arm. whether she's actually helping him out here or not remains to be seen. really she could just be getting him kicked in the nuts (dex 13 to catch her before she sneaks behind them). ]

[notaroundme]

[Elena gives Vi a grateful look and pulls her a little closer. She loves you so much you don't even know.]

Alright.

[nepotism]

[ kat emits nothing short of a high pitched whining noise. no really. but she relents under buffy's tyrannogrip. sort of. she's still pouting.

meanwhile here's fred and jack at least. and maybe finnick??? idk he could be here for moral support. rafael got caught talking to someone halfway along the dramatic walk over. ]

Sup ladies. [ fred gives them all a warm smile, but he looks particularly amused when he sees buffy using the vulcan death grip to keep kat in place ] ... Having fun, I take it.

[witchwoman]

[Myri slides up to Kat's side, a smile bright on her features.]

You know, we really are. I think it might be better if more people started dancing, though. [She's so subtle, isn't she?] Kat, maybe you could get us started? I'm sure Fred wouldn't mind joining you. [Diplomacy 24. You can't say no to her. She was tortured for two months. Get your ass on the dance floor, gurl.]

1/-

[dragonsclaw]

That's actually what's brought us over. Hardly an evening without a dancing. [ and much to gar's eternal slack-jawed shock, he extends a hand her way. ] I thought I might ask for the pleasure.

2/-

[nepotism]

It does take two to tango. [ he tilts his head in kat's direction with a smile ] Or you know, a barely passable kind of embarrassing rendition of something like a tango.

I promise I'll go easy.

3/4

[rationalizes]

[ gar has forgotten how to make words, that's embarrassing ]

4/4

[shootfirst]

[ ♬ perhaps, perhaps, perhaps - cake

kat looks between buffy and myri and dumbfounded gar and then rolls her eyes dramatically, before pushing gar forward, grudgingly relenting. ] She says yes. [ gar catches herself just a few inches away from jack who smiles down at her, and kat looks across the now empty space between her and fred as if it's covered in hot coals. but finally, she squares her shoulders, exhales out a cuss word, and then holds out a hand hesitantly, frowning at fred. ] ... You get a strong 'maybe'.

[ fred grins at that and reaches out to grab her hand and give her a little tug. she almost trips on her heels but catches herself and heads off with him, glancing back over her shoulder at myri and buffy and shaking her fist at them. ]

[slay]

Have fun!

[ somehow buffy makes the well-wishing sound like a taunt. she waves with spirit fingers and then turns to myri with a self-satisfied grin. she holds her splayed hand out, palm up. ]

Remember this one?

[ high five, myri. ]

[witchwoman]

[Myri watches the girls go off. THEY GROW UP SO FAST... even if they are both older than her. Shhhh. Turning to Buffy, she laughs- a clear sound that isn't very common from her these days.]

Oh, I think so. [And with a dex of 16 she doesn't slap buffy in the face! No its just a super cute high five to celebrate sending off their friends to dance with cute boys.]