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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I'm sorry, Myri. I ... shouldn't have said anything.

No... No, Mark- Don't ever apologize for that. You're right. We shouldn't bother trying to pretend. It doesn't solve anything. And I'm not... I'm not okay. [Wow that feels actually really good to say.] I may never be. But I'm here and I'm breathing- that's more than I expected.

[ ♬ keep breathing - ingrid michaelson

he moves to wrap his arms around her. ] Seems like the part worth focusing on.

[Know what' makes everything better? Mark hugs.]

Can you promise me something? [The words may be a little muffled because she sure isn't moving out of this hug.]

Don't do that again. Don't...avoid me because you don't know what to say or what to do. It's worse to not have you there at all.

I'm sorry, Myri. I'm... working on it. Avoiding things has-- I guess it's become what I'm used to doing. But that doesn't make it the right thing to do.

Running was all I knew before I joined the knights. We can learn to be better. [She tilts her face up to get a better look at him.]

I don't want you to ever feel like you can't talk to me.

That goes two ways, alright? [ and he knucks at her chin ]

[She manages a small smile.] Of course. I've never felt like there was anything I needed to hide from you, Mark.

Same. If I could tell you everything, you know I'd do it in a heartbeat, right?

[She nods.]

I know. You're keeping people you love safe. I would never ask you to risk that. And I trust that if you are ever able to tell me everything, that you will. I'm in no rush.

That's a promise.

Good. [She finally pulls back a little further from their hug.] I missed this. You. Talking. Just- all of this. [She glances over her shoulder at the rest of the party.] I just wish I could feel more like me.

Well, lucky for you I'm not planning on going anywhere, right?

Very lucky. [She tries to smile again. But that's not working out well for her.] When we go back.. I may not- I don't know how I'll react. I have nightmares about where I wake up screaming. I don't want to make the others worry about me. If someone happens and I'm only going to end up distracting the team... I need you to get me out of there, alright?

[ he looks down ] On... on Andres?

You seem almost as nervous about going as I am. [She gives his arm a gentle squeeze.] What's wrong? We've gone into the dragon's den before.

Yeah, but...

This time I'm not. I won't be there, Myri, to help you, because I'm not going.

[She freezes and tenses up, confusion etched into her features.]

What..? But- but why not?

Because it's... not a good idea. And that's something Wynn and I both know. It's fine, he-- he has other things for me to do. He's going to send Fred in my place.

Fred? [She looks even more confused by that, head shaking as panic starts to creep up, gripping tightly in her chest.] No. No, he can't. Fred isn't you, Mark. We need you there. I need you.

You don't, Myri. You're strong without me.

I don't understand.

Seems to happen a lot around me.

[The confusion gives way to be a bit of hurt and fear.]

You really won't come?

Can we talk about this in private?

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