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.

Comments

[witchwoman]

Maybe I'm just still young and naive enough to have hope that it's not just pain for the sake of pain. [She has to believe that. Otherwise she can't make sense of the last two months of her life and that thought makes her want to crumble sometimes.]

[nothingsodivine]

One day it won't be. One day... it'll be better than this. [He smiles and it's honest and sincere and full of something he absolutely believes in.] And you might be young enough to see that day happen.

[witchwoman]

I hope so. I have to keep hoping that's true. [She smiles back.] I'm sorry. This is hardly the sort of thing to talk about on a dance floor.

[nothingsodivine]

Not really, but I don't have a lot of dance floor-appropriate topics. [His smile shifts to something a little more uncomfortable, but no less charming.]

[witchwoman]

I won't tell if you won't. [Whatever. They can talk about whatever they want.] It's all going to start again tomorrow, isn't it? [The mission. The danger. The conflict. She doesn't seem upset about it really. Maybe just tired.]

[nothingsodivine]

Deal. [He pauses and glances away, sticking his tongue in his cheek.] Maybe. But the sooner it starts up again, the sooner it'll end.

[witchwoman]

I'm terrified. [She admits it quietly, even if she doubts it's much of a surprise.] I know it will end at some point, but- I'm scared I won't see that day.

[nothingsodivine]

Hey. [He moves his hand away from her waist to brush her hair away in a comforting gesture.] You're gonna see it. You're all gonna see it. You've come too far to let it end that way.

[witchwoman]

[She looks up at him, a sad smile on her face.]

It's not really a matter of letting it happen. I don't intend to just lay down and let them kill me. But when you look at our group, I'm an easy target. I can't fight back very well and I'm the one they know can heal the others.

[She really hopes they don't know about Vi.]

[nothingsodivine]

But you're the one everyone would go to the mat for. [He shakes his head.] By the end of this, they'll know what their biggest mistake was and they won't repeat it.

[witchwoman]

By the end of this, I hope there isn't enough of them left to have the chance to regret anything.

[nothingsodivine]

[Most people would be like WHOA MYRI CALM DOWN. Des is just... glad she's enabling his desperate need to be violent.]

I'll make sure of it.

[witchwoman]

[And that's why they make a terrible/wonderful team right now.]

Good. If you can manage it, I'd like to be there when it happens.

[Maybe the nightmares would come less often if she watched the light leave his eyes as he died.]