party ♔ love, you are my shelter and love, you are my home

[witchwoman]

[♪ brightly wound - eisley]

WHO || Erryone
WHAT || the wedding of Finnick Odair and Myrilandel de Tanos
WHERE || Andres Beach & Palace
WHEN || oct 23rd
HOW || actionapsm

Between the various members of the wedding party, everything comes together just in time for the big event. Within a few weeks' time, the day has finally arrived. Whether they've met or spoken to the bride and groom, the entire isle of Andres is invited to this event. Cool colors are prominent throughout the ceremony set up on the Andres coast. From the bridesmaids dresses to the flower arrangements to the beautiful blue sky and sea, it's a very calming atmosphere.

Once the ceremony is finished, everyone is invited to the reception, held at the Andres palace. There's food, drink, and music. Tables are available, but with such an open guest list, there's no assigned seating- other than the main table up front where the wedding party and their guests will sit last supper style.

Comments

[shootfirst]

No shit. But what the fuck are you looking for here? A vague "good", or if it wasn't going good, I'd have to like, lie and say it was? I mean, I doubt you want to hear details about Fred's dick.

[nothingsodivine]

I wasn't expecting a sonnet about how he makes you fluttery and you spend hours doodling Mrs. No-Apparent-Last-Name in the margins of your notebook. And you don't have to lie, because if it wasn't good, you would've kicked his spleen out his ass by now.

[shootfirst]

Not entirely inaccurate.

[nothingsodivine]

He's not the tool you expected him to be about this, anyway. You can say "Des, you were right" any time now.

[shootfirst]

Do you make it your job to ruin everything?

[nothingsodivine]

Yep. Everything the light touches is mine to break. [He pats her on the shoulder and gives her a sincere smile.] Are you happy, Kat? In the grouchy New Yorker sense of the word?

[shootfirst]

So "how's that going" was really Descant-speak for "give me ass-pats". Is that what this is?

[nothingsodivine]

I'm asking if you're happy, because I want you to be happy. [slowly and deliberately]

[shootfirst]

... You know, dating Zarad has made you super gay. And I don't mean that in the dick-loving way.

[nothingsodivine]

[siiiigh

he's going back to his shrimp. it understands him.] That's me. Super gay. All those years living a floor up from a unicorn finally got to me.

[shootfirst]

[ dramatic sigh ] Yes, I'm happy. About that, at least.

[nothingsodivine]

Was that so hard to spit out? [PHRASING. idk they've been talking about dicks a lot.]

[shootfirst]

You just make it all weird, ok. I don't see why we have to talk about it.

[nothingsodivine]

Okay. I will never speak of your relationship with What's-His-Last-Name again. We'll stick to important, manly topics. Like guns. And whether or not Mark's chefs can just cater my entire life from here on out. [such good shrimp. nom nom.]

[shootfirst]

[ a beat, as she looks up at him for a sec ]

It's Jacobson.

[nothingsodivine]

[(wis 21) I'm glad Des's hatred of Raoul Jacobson continues even now.]

Like the guy that died in the elevator "accident?" [he does scare quotes with one finger. Sadly his wis check not to mention things Thomas was involved in within polite company while the wounds are still fresh was an 11, but at least he didn't... mention him by name.]

[shootfirst]

Yeah, they're brothers. Didn't anyone tell you. [s-so flat]

[nothingsodivine]

Uh. Mark's secretly a fucking prince. D'you really think I'd be shocked if Fred had an evil uncle he wasn't tellin' us about?

[HE'S JUST SAYING, KAT. IT'S A SMALL FUCKING WORLD WE LIVE IN.]

[shootfirst]

It's a coincidence, ok? [ /ROLLS EYES DRAMATICALLY ] And it doesn't matter anyway. His family disowned him, and he disowned them right back.

[nothingsodivine]

[he just... laughs. HE KNOWS IT'S A COINCIDENCE OKAY. IT'S NOT AN UNCOMMON LAST NAME, but would anyone be shocked?] So basically he needs to just change his name to Fred Samcelot regardless of marital status just so people like me can stop making fun of him for that.

[shootfirst]

Seems like the only way.

[nothingsodivine]

Wow. No righteous fury. Now why do I have a feeling you only agreed to that, because then he'd have your name on him? [Guuurl.]

[shootfirst]

Most people frown on actual branding these days.

[nothingsodivine]

I dunno. I'm pretty sure he expects a "property of Kat Samcelot" tattoo on his ass any day now.

[shruuug.] He knew what he was getting into.

[nepotism]

What who was getting into? [ oh hey speaking of whom

fred comes up, holding out a glass for kat. ]