knightsoflegend | 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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As long as it doesn't involve any Descant-centric nudity, I think I can handle a little gambling. [ dude he's like her brother she just really doesn't want that mental image. she's saying nothing about zarad nudity tho tbh. ]

He used to run poker games with bootleggers down in New Orleans. Not that I was one of those, but I've always appreciated a good game. [ he takes another drink, tipping his head back and forth thoughtfully ] I wouldn't exactly call our early encounters much of a budding love story, though.

Some things creep up on you over time.

Do you have a business other than gambling?

[ she laughs as she says it, eyebrows arched, but she's also kinda like hey how are you going to support a family with my bro ok. ]

I made it into my business.

I run the biggest circuit there is, back in New York. That's why it's hard for me to get away for long. That kind of thing requires a lot of... supervision.

[ open mouth insert foot. ]

You're ... [ buffy raises one hand to brush at the hair at the back of her neck, smile freezing into an awkward position. ] ... really a professional gambler?

[ he looks amused as hell at her reaction, rly. ]

I take it Des doesn't talk much about his days before the detective shtick?

Des doesn't like to talk about anything worth anything if he can help it. I'm sure you know that. [ and yet he never shuts up ... ]

Not unless he's backed in a corner.

You'll have to ask him about it some time. You didn't hear it from me.

Uh-huh, and who else would I have heard it from?

Fair point. Fine: permission to throw me under the bus granted.

[ laughter bubbles out of her throat at that and she considers him fondly for a moment. she appears to make a private decision before she answers, conversationally. ]

Good, because I sure don't know anyone else who remembers that far back.

It's a blessing and a curse. [ but he's still smiling. ] So. What's your story?

[ she shrugs, staring down into her glass. ]

Wish I knew.

[ BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR, GURL. ]

Memories are a luxury that not all of us have.

Veil, huh? How long?

About three years ago.

[ she tightens her smile, tilting her head. ]

I don't remember anything before that. On the other hand, I'm always learning new things about myself.

[ he examines her with interest, a curious light in his eyes as he asks: ] And what would you say has been your most interesting find so far, Buffy?

Oh, I'm ... really not that interesting.

[ she laughs it off awkwardly. ]

Des seems to think differently.

Maybe. [ she takes a sip of her drink and then sets it down, pushing it away. ] You really go for the personal questions, don't you?

You don't have to answer if you don't want. I'd rather not kill the conversation.

Sorry. I don't mean to be mystery girl, I just don't really like talking about me. [ mayBE IF HELLSING HADN'T CALLED HER A MONSTER. ]

It's just that Des drops your name enough that I can tell you're important to him.

[ she smiles at that, looking over at ... wherever des is right now. ]

I know. He's important to me too. I love him. [ a beat. she looks back at zarad. ] Not ... like you do. [ because she does know that zarad does, there's no doubt in her mind after talking to him (sense motive nat 20??? nat 20 on whatever that check would be lmfao awkward). ] That's—[ she glances back out at the partygoers and her gaze briefly touches on rafael. she bites her lower lip and looks down for a minute, then back at zarad. ] But I do. I know being away from him must be hard, but he's in good hands. I promise.

[ her nat 20 means that it couldn't be any clearer to buffy whatsoever. zarad does indeed love des - loves him passionately, an all-consuming level of emotion that's... a very familiar sentiment in her life. ] Oh, I've no doubt of that. [ it's clearly directed towards her, an expression of faith in her being there for him. still, he casts a half-wistful glance in des' direction. ] But it's always a temptation to put pleasure before duty for him.

I know the feeling.

[ she looks back at her drink, then finishes it off with a long gulp. ]

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