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come_sailaway2022-12-11 07:21 pm
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Entry tags:
- be more chill: rich goranski,
- bioshock: jack,
- changeling the lost: erin peters,
- critical role: cassandra de rolo,
- geist the sin-eaters: darcy lejeune,
- generator rex: césar salazar,
- generator rex: six,
- groundhog day musical: phil connors,
- heaven officials blessing: shi qingxuan,
- identity v: helena adams,
- ikemen sengoku: nobunaga oda,
- lavender jack: honoria crabb,
- lavender jack: johnny summer,
- malevolent: arthur lester,
- murderbot diaries: murderbot,
- nier reincarnation: fio,
- original: april caouette,
- original: jeff calhoun,
- original: siffleur,
- original: valdis,
- original: ylva wolfsdottir,
- overwatch: bastion e54,
- sherlock holmes: john watson,
- skulduggery pleasant: skulduggery,
- stranger things: chrissy cunningham,
- stranger things: eddie munson,
- stranger things: steve harrington,
- the 100: clarke griffin,
- the black phone: vance hopper,
- the locked tomb: palamedes sextus,
- the umbrella academy: klaus hargreeves,
- westworld: maeve millay
10th Contraption: Mawwiage
Who: John Watson, Johnny Summer, and César Salazar with Rich Goranski, Fio, and Honoria Crabb AND YOU Oh god why are weddings like this
What: The throuple getting married by... the Captain?!
When: December 11th at 7pm
Where: John's
Warnings: I believe in us! But for now, nothing.
SEATING
John's has been transformed, the seating up front rearranged in rows towards the center dias with an aisle down the middle, the piano moved off to one side. The buffet for later can be seen off to the other. Decorations taken from Spirit Halloween appear here and there–flowers taken from cavalera flower crowns, sun and moon candlestick holders from the tarot collection, festively colored tablecloths draped down the walls like curtains or banners. A sign near the entrance says "seat yourself", although the front row on one side is reserved with a ribbon across the backs.
What can't be seen is who is officiating. Or the husbands, but at least that part makes sense. The dais is empty.
THE CEREMONY
As one of the few traditions in this wedding, music announces the start of the ceremony. Rich strolls in first, trying to look professional even if he’s clearly shaking a bit as he holds the small pillow with the rings laid on it. At least he’s dressed quite smartly, Johnny ensuring his red suit is wrinkle free and his cuff links are set in place. Fio, in a winged black dress and flowery headdress, follows after the ring bearer, adorning the path with paper petals as she moves along.
The first husband to be down the aisle is none other than Johnny, in a smart charcoal grey suit with a goldenrod pocketsquare, gold jewelry, and a wreath of orange blossoms on his head; and accompanied by Honoria Crabb in her perfectly tailored black tuxedo, worn with black gloves and a white bow tie. Watson and César take up the rear, arms linked together. César is wearing an equally fancy suitcoat with his tie held in place with a ruby and silver tie pin, and Watson is wearing an officer’s dress uniform, with the sword and without the helmet, and also his good cane. All three husbands-to-be are wearing green carnation boutonnières.
AFTER PARTY
It's time to eat, dance, and party!
The seating has been rearranged for sitting at tables around the "dance" floor. Food from Windjammer has been placed on some tables for a buffet. There’s a selection of fancy cheeses and crackers, sushi, premade sandwiches, and salad with dressings on the side. For dessert, to one side there’s a table with cupcakes, cookies, and chocolates arranged in a heart. On the bar are a couple bowls of punch (including one explicitly labeled as non-alcoholic) made by Johnny ahead of time, because he's been forbidden to bartend his own wedding, much to his deep chagrin.
There’s a space set just off the dancefloor for musicians who wish to perform, the usual John’s piano (bribed into behaving with a whole pan of beef brisket from the buffet) off to one side.
What: The throuple getting married by... the Captain?!
When: December 11th at 7pm
Where: John's
Warnings: I believe in us! But for now, nothing.
SEATING
John's has been transformed, the seating up front rearranged in rows towards the center dias with an aisle down the middle, the piano moved off to one side. The buffet for later can be seen off to the other. Decorations taken from Spirit Halloween appear here and there–flowers taken from cavalera flower crowns, sun and moon candlestick holders from the tarot collection, festively colored tablecloths draped down the walls like curtains or banners. A sign near the entrance says "seat yourself", although the front row on one side is reserved with a ribbon across the backs.
What can't be seen is who is officiating. Or the husbands, but at least that part makes sense. The dais is empty.
THE CEREMONY
As one of the few traditions in this wedding, music announces the start of the ceremony. Rich strolls in first, trying to look professional even if he’s clearly shaking a bit as he holds the small pillow with the rings laid on it. At least he’s dressed quite smartly, Johnny ensuring his red suit is wrinkle free and his cuff links are set in place. Fio, in a winged black dress and flowery headdress, follows after the ring bearer, adorning the path with paper petals as she moves along.
The first husband to be down the aisle is none other than Johnny, in a smart charcoal grey suit with a goldenrod pocketsquare, gold jewelry, and a wreath of orange blossoms on his head; and accompanied by Honoria Crabb in her perfectly tailored black tuxedo, worn with black gloves and a white bow tie. Watson and César take up the rear, arms linked together. César is wearing an equally fancy suitcoat with his tie held in place with a ruby and silver tie pin, and Watson is wearing an officer’s dress uniform, with the sword and without the helmet, and also his good cane. All three husbands-to-be are wearing green carnation boutonnières.
AFTER PARTY
It's time to eat, dance, and party!
The seating has been rearranged for sitting at tables around the "dance" floor. Food from Windjammer has been placed on some tables for a buffet. There’s a selection of fancy cheeses and crackers, sushi, premade sandwiches, and salad with dressings on the side. For dessert, to one side there’s a table with cupcakes, cookies, and chocolates arranged in a heart. On the bar are a couple bowls of punch (including one explicitly labeled as non-alcoholic) made by Johnny ahead of time, because he's been forbidden to bartend his own wedding, much to his deep chagrin.
There’s a space set just off the dancefloor for musicians who wish to perform, the usual John’s piano (bribed into behaving with a whole pan of beef brisket from the buffet) off to one side.
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And then a giggle. "Bitch babies sounds perfect. And then they cry if you call them that to their faces, right?"
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A beat. "Ehhhhh you too??!" Valdis was another one giving him a warning for the weapons. "I'm wearing way less than usual. I'm down a whole sword. And I have a tie!" He holds up the red fabric as if it was all that was needed to transform the armor. "And only 3 hidden knives not fifteen." It means a lot to him. A small huff. "Listen, how many times have you had kidnappers, assassins, ninjas, and bandits come after you? I know. Intellectually, I know. I'm not royalty here, the only crazy cultists aren't actively following any death rituals, and the Captain can probably just snap his fingers to deal with any threats. But... There is no peace where I'm from. I've been dealing with ambushes since I was six. Weddings are just..." He waves a hand and huffs. "They're used as political weapons too. The entire purpose is negotiating peace between warring factions, and yet that makes them targets too. I know, I know that's not how it is here. And I'm probably the rude one, but that's how I am. Too much manners makes me skeptical. You should meet Ieyasu. Sharpest tongue I've ever met. It's not even like it's just honesty, his words are barbed even when he doesn't mean it. It's reassuring, because you have to look at his actions for the truth. Rudest words possible, best intentions." So with Erin too, he's lapsing into that, otherwise he'd ignore it, and not try to justify himself.
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Erin's grin is all goblin mischief. "What do you say to a dare worthy of a king's skills?"
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"What do you have in mind?" Even Nobunaga has some marginal self-preservation sense -- in theory.
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"Crichton is my very first and best friend," since Klaus was his friend but also a million other things obviously. "I will die and live for him. But you have not seen him Disco."
A dramatic sigh! "A dance off duel would not be a fair fight at all. And the last time I disco'd with him he cried, hugged me, and told me he loves me. It was disgusting." Nobunaga, damn it! "I don't wish to upset Arthur again either. I'll still do it if you insist, but I don't hold back, not even for my best friend." Yes, he did just say he was basically bringing a torpedo to a fist fight... With a one armed semi-paraplegic. He really doesn't hold back!
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Argh. "Fine. But Jeff picks the song. No Disco."
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"That said, those terms are acceptable. I eagerly await the results of your challenge, Demon King."
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He gives her a formal salute.
Off to dance-off Crichton!