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]

I'm guessing you asked him?

[graveflowers]

Well, I told him he felt familiar, but you know me, I'm a dumbass. I didn't think to ask him what he is until... like, now.

[witchwoman]

It might seem a bit strange if we tried to snatch him up for questioning now, hm? [They've done weirder. Or Vi has and Myri has stood near it.]

[graveflowers]

...oh, you're clever. [ she unfolds and turns around on the bench. where is zarad...? oh right there! (spot 34) she thinks she sees him. so.... she's just going to yell for him. this is what you set yourself up for, myri. ] ZARAD!!

[witchwoman]

[never change, vi. myri may be dissolving into laughter over here.]

[fornicator]

[ he turns around in his seat to look at them across the way, raising an eyebrow ]

[graveflowers]

[ INSISTANT COME HERE MOTIONS ARE A GO. RIGHT NOW. ] Your cute butt, get it over here!

[fornicator]

[ his chair scrapes back and he takes his time wandering over. ] Can I help you, ladies?

[graveflowers]

What are you? [ yeah, she's not even subtle. ] Besides, ridiculously pretty. God, just so pretty.

[witchwoman]

What she means is- There just seems to be... more about you. [He already told her about how he and Des went 'way back' so...] We were curious.

[fornicator]

What, it hasn't occurred to you yet? [ he smiles a bit, and then glances over his shoulder towards wherever des is. ] If not, I shouldn't say anything.

Des asked me not to.

[graveflowers]

What, why! It's not like we are going to make fun of him. [ she motions between her and myri because they are the best obviously and they only say nice things. ] It's not like you're a cupid.

[witchwoman]

[Now Myri is imagining Zarad in a diaper with a bow and arrow. That's weird. Thanks, Vi.]

I'm sure Des has his reasons... [Sigh. Why must she love Des so much and respect his wishes? She is a little bummed because it could have been something fun to talk about to keep Vi cheered up.]

[fornicator]

[ he smirks at vi at her suggestion. ] That he does, and I'm pretty sure they have to do with his idea of keeping me safe, so I'm not about to set off his paranoia alarms anymore than I have to. You understand.

[witchwoman]

Did he say anything about maybe giving us a hint? [IT'S VI'S WEDDING. YOU CAN'T LEAVE HER EMPTY HANDED. Someone double check the registry. I'm pretty sure "Zarad's Secrets" were listed on that shit.

Myri's just desperate to give her girl a pick me up tbh.]

[graveflowers]

It's useless, Myri, you know Des won't budge. [ yeah, vi quits. ] You know that I'm the only reason you even got to meet his de facto family, right? I insisted, aggressively and at threat to his life, that he invite you. To my wedding which, presumably, is supposed to be my happy day, but it sucks. And it keeps sucking. And now it sucks more. [ she slumps onto the bench. she retracts her clever plan internal compliment myri sorry. des doesn't love them enough to trust them like they trust him. that's cool. thanks, des. but she's not frustrated crying again. nope, she's not that pathetic. nope. ]

[fornicator]

I didn't say I don't appreciate the invite. And I'm not trying to be ungrateful. Ever since he found out you're all up against bad guys who can read minds, he thinks it's better to just keep certain things out of other people's brains. It's not that he thinks any of you would say anything on purpose.

[witchwoman]

It's not- I'm sorry. We shouldn't have gotten you wrapped up in this. We were just trying to take our minds off of everything and you're new and interesting. That makes perfect sense though. Of course.

[graveflowers]

We all know that he loves you, I'm pretty sure whoever reads our minds is going to know the important part. [ yeah, she's a grump. everything went downhill after the cake. she's not drawing conclusions here, but cake = happiness pm? and she has no cake rn. ]

[fornicator]

In his eyes, that's not the part they'd be interested in. You can ask him, or I can try to talk him into telling you. I'm just not sure going back on my word with him is a habit I want to get into in this relationship.

[witchwoman]

No. No, of course not. [Myri is not properly equipped to deal with damage control right now, but she'll try.

Just...badly. And quietly.]</small.

[graveflowers]

Yeah. Sorry. You can go back to the party now. Sorry we pulled you away.

[fornicator]

Don't apologize. A bride should never have to say she's sorry on her wedding day. [ he flashes her a warm smile ] And I don't blame you for being curious.

We're not so different, you and I. [ and with that mysterious comment, he wanders off as ordered~ ]

[graveflowers]

So he's either an aasimar or a tiefling. [ which doesn't come without logic, des flavored, to back it up. and vi adds to it even before zarad is out of earshot because she doesn't give a fuck about gossiping in front of him. ] Des thinks Blade needed Jade to work the Talisman, so that's why his god took a shine to me -- which is wrong, by the way, Blade needs me personally and it sure isn't for the Talisman. But those guys collect tieflings like pez dispensers. That's what Des would want to hide from them.

[witchwoman]

[Myri just nods, finding that logic to be sound, even if she's not that concerned by it. If Des wants to keep the man he cares for safe, she won't begrudge him the reasons why.]

Needs you personally? [Not interested in Zarad anymore. Oops.] How do you know that?