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

[reallywicked]

Faye Chamberlain. It's good to see you still have good taste. [Yeah you can keep complimenting her. She won't say no.]

[graveflowers]

So... who wants to dance with the bride? Pro tip, if you both say no, I'll cry and make a scene and you'll forever be known as the people that ruined that poor girl's wedding.

[reallywicked]

I've been called worse. But I'll dance with you. [Alex danced with a guy. This is her version of payback...? Even though he won't care?? She's 18 and doesn't know how to deal with feelings. Nothing makes sense.]

[graveflowers]

Yay! [ brb stealing ur girl. she's just literally gonna drag faye to the dance floor. ] I'll be back for you later, Karamazov!

[reallywicked]

[Faye did not expect to be dragged away. So that's a thing.]

What's your deal? [She says with a laugh.]

[graveflowers]

I'm abusing my privileges as bride. [ duh! also the more people she talks to the less she dwells on... everything else. she swings faye around and into her arms like damn son, so much smooth. (dance 20 total) ] I like new people. I love new pretty people.

[reallywicked]

[Compliments make Faye a better dancer. Or maybe she is working it in hopes that Alex is watching. Probably that. (Dance 22). Her hand sliiiiides onto Vi's hip. Hello.]

Feel free to keep abusing that privilege then. You won't hear me complain.

[graveflowers]

Even when I steal your date for the next dance? 'cause I'm gonna. Equal opportunity and all.

[reallywicked]

So long as you don't make out with him on the dance floor? We'll be good.

[graveflowers]

Damn. Guess that means the kissing the bride is just for the groom. [ why y'all cockblocking???? ] Boo.

[reallywicked]

Wouldn't your new husband mind anyway?

[graveflowers]

That's what he gets for marrying a Roman. We basically invented sluttiness.

[reallywicked]

Guess I must have a little Roman in me. [Hell if she knows.] We could always compromise and you could just kiss me instead.

[Shameless. Yep.]

[graveflowers]

[ well, she will never say no to kisses, but it's hella chaste. just jack harkness kissing rose and the doctor. ] Finally someone gave into my demands.

[reallywicked]

[Faye just laughs and shakes her head.] You're strange. But it's your wedding. [Said more like 'it's your funeral.']

[graveflowers]

Uh-huh, and I'm the one in this room getting laid on the daily. Are you, Faye Chamberlain? [ she knows the answer is no, ok. she knows. ] Don't scoff. I get cake and presents and so much, so much incredible sex.

[reallywicked]

Bitch. [ugh so jealous. not of your husband. he's pretty but looks breakable.] So how do you know Alex? Go on a mission together or something?

[graveflowers]

No, I just stole him away from desk duty one lovely day and made him take me shopping. [ that's literally all it takes for her to make friends. ] I convinced him to go to the Pride parade with me by saying I'd hold his drink while he got blown so long as he holds my bag while the drag queens are telling me I'm pretty.

[reallywicked]

[Her dance steps falter a bit.] Okay, but seriously... Is he gay? [Despite the fact that the two characters she has asked this are played by the same person, THEY DO NOT KNOW YOU HAVE ASKED THIS TO BOTH OF THEM, FAYE. She sure doesn't seem to notice.]

[graveflowers]

[ she snorts, grinning as they dance around. you're so cute, faye. ] Does it matter? I would say equal opportunity, just like me. But if it's pretty I'll probably fuck it. Male, female, both, neither. He might have higher standards than that.

[reallywicked]

I'm just- I don't know. He asked me to be his date and then I see him making out with that guy [Vague gesturing towards Gus.] I'm not jealous. [Because making sure you add that sure makes that believable.] I just don't know what he wants.

[graveflowers]

Well, and this is just my expert opinion... you could just ask him, sweetheart. The boy does know how to talk. I've heard him use words. Crazy, right? [ she doesn't want to be like sluts gonna slut but.... sluts gonna slut. ]

[reallywicked]

[She wrinkles her nose.]

Talking's overrated. People lie.

[graveflowers]

[ oh sweetie. you really are just a kid, aren't you? ] You've already seen him playing tonsil hockey with a guy, I don't think he has much room to lie, sweetie. [ she also has a feeling alex wouldn't bother. they had a very frank discussion, but them again, vi is a very frank sort of person. she makes frankness happen.

she leans in again for another brief kiss as the song ends before looping her arm through faye's to walk her off the dance floor and tradesies. ] And now you've kissed a girl. [ a beat. ] Or another, who knows. But you're even and the song is up, so now I get to steal your date. And maybe some details for you, okay?

[reallywicked]

Yeah, sure. Whatever. [She's just going to be grumpy in waves tonight. But there's always the chance that a ginger transplant from the 60s can make her forget about it.]