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

[graveflowers]

She's a good kid. Anyone that sticks up for you is aces in my book. [ she smiles and shrugs a little. she's easy okay. like a friend slut. ] Friend of yours is a friend of mind.

[notaroundme]

She was one of those rare few that knew me, you know, before everything.

[And thank god for those rare few tbh.]

[graveflowers]

Everything. [ she mulls over the word for a second. ] Everything, which has made you no less incredible and beautiful and good. [ just reminding you again, boo. at first she isn't going to push, but it's her wedding, she can do whatever the fuck she wants. ] Elena. I love you. And I know that you're worried about what people think of you, but let me let you in on a little secret. What Kyp did was awful, it was beyond awful. But what he did in no way reflects on you. If anything, it highlights, obviously, how much you are not like him. You may be the same species, but your choices prove again and again that you are good.

You don't look at me and blame me for every bad thing Blade has done, do you? Different names, but we're the same thing, childen of gods. Do you get what I'm saying? No one but you dictates who and what you are. I know there have been whispers, but I was on desk duty for three days straight -- trust me, it's more good than bad. Like how lucky we are to have you. You, all of you.

[notaroundme]

[She knows Vi's trying to cheer her up, to prove to her that things might not be as bad as they seem, but Elena knows better. Or thinks she does, it's hard to tell.

What people say and what they think are not always the same. It's Vi they're talking to, someone who loves her, and that's not going to be the person they voice their concerns to.

But she's not going to disagree with her, because it's her wedding day, and she's not going to fight about this. She's fine. She just has to convince everyone else.]

I know. [A beat.] Things will get better.

[She'll make sure of it.]

[graveflowers]

Okay. Just don't forget. Not that you'll be able to because I'm going to tell you forever, so you know. Enjoy that. [ vi has no self-worth for herself, but she has it all for elena. ]

[notaroundme]

I'd think there was something wrong with you if you stopped.

[Just saying, Vi. She's kind of started to expect this thing from you.]

[graveflowers]

The lack of babble is the first symptom of illness. And like... a wet nose.

[notaroundme]

I figured it would take more than a common cold to drag you down.

[Teasing. She could also make a dog comparison, but nope.]

[graveflowers]

I dunno, I do sort of turn into a guy when I'm sick. I'm very dramatic. Oh no, I'm sick, I probably have SARS. You know how they are... babies.

[notaroundme]

All manly and strong until they get a case of the sniffles? Yeah, they are.

Just, if you get sick? Expect chicken soup from a can. You don't want me to try anything harder than that.

[graveflowers]

That sounds just fine. [ actually... she wouldn't eat it bc vegetarian, but it's the thought that counts really. her little boo has her back. dropping a kiss on the top of her head, she moves back. ] I should go find my husband and do wife type things, like, I dunno, make him make me a sandwich. [ yeah, that's how this marriage is going to go, ok. (not really, shh, she's the one that likes cooking.) ] See you later, okay?