10 | wedding

[alephbet]

Characters: Aleph, April Sinclair, and those invited to their wedding.
Setting: Floor 99, the crystal caves
Format: Actionspam
Summary: Aleph and April are getting married. No, they don't care that they're doing it in a horrortower in a Jason month - this is still a celebration.
Warnings: Nothing is likely to come up.

[Two demons guarded the entrance of the crystal caverns: the signs that they were 'dressed up' were the handmade flower crowns that adorned their heads. Upon meeting a guest to the party, one would usher them inside, where a small collection of folding chairs was set out with the requisite aisle in between them.

Other than that, it seemed very simply set up. Aleph and April needed a little time to get ready, so until then, guests would have the opportunity to mingle.]

Comments

[fionnuisce]

I remember everything, or damn close to it. [Waver shrugged, folding his arms with a confident smirk.]

If that's what you'd call this, I would say that you have.

[oathshackledbird]

Since it would be your first date, I think you are the one who has to decide what this is called. Am I good enough to be a first date? Will the mercury maid approve?

[fionnuisce]

I think you'll do just fine, regardless of whether or not it approves. But I'm afraid I don't know what people normally do in these situations.

[oathshackledbird]

And you think I do?

[Diarmuid laughs, dropping an arm around Waver's shoulders.]

Though, I've been told having a good time and keeping each other out of trouble isn't a bad place to start.

[fionnuisce]

That sounds like a good place to set the bar. Somewhat low expectations, but that's not too bad.

[oathshackledbird]

Low? Okay, if that is low, what do you think would be a better expectation?

[fionnuisce]

Ideally, you'd be thoroughly entertained one way or another and we'd both be quite pleased with this date by the end of it.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid taps the top of the flower in his pocket with his finger and then smiles at Waver.]

You came and remembered the flower. I would say I am quite pleased already.

[fionnuisce]

I'll call that a good start, then.

[oathshackledbird]

A good one, but now I need to know what I should do to see to it you are both pleased and entertained. Got any suggestions?

[fionnuisce]

None in particular, I'm afraid. I'm not all that difficult to please if one makes any sort of attempt.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid looks at him out of the corners of his eyes, a grin on his face.]

Do you really feel comfortable giving me such free reign on making sure you're pleased? I have been known to go overboard when it comes to doing things sometimes...

[fionnuisce]

I trust you not to go too far, Diarmuid.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid sighs, rather over-dramatically.]

It's so hard being responsible sometimes...

[fionnuisce]

A terrible burden we all must bear, I'm afraid.

[oathshackledbird]

Some of us more than others.

[Diarmuid laughs.]

But I do it to myself, or so I am told. I can blame no one but me.

[fionnuisce]

Quite the tragedy, that. But I fear there's nothing to be done about it.

[oathshackledbird]

Well, I'm trying to be less serious sometimes, but I'm getting this reputation for being a troublemaker... I just can't win.

[fionnuisce]

I suppose you're just stuck no matter what. How awful.

[oathshackledbird]

Indeed. How awful.

[Diarmuid chuckles before quickly moving the rose Waver had given him from his pocket to his friend's hair. He then steps back and gives Waver an appraising and amused look.]

Eh...yellow really isn't you. I suppose if I want that to look right, I need to find a green rose...

[fionnuisce]

...

[Frowning in mock disapproval, Waver took the flower out of his hair and put it in Diarmuid's instead.]

There. Much better.

[oathshackledbird]

[Diarmuid laughs, patting the flower gently, but not removing it from his hair.]

Does it match my eyes? Is that it?

[fionnuisce]

Yes, and it suits you far better than me.

[oathshackledbird]

Well, in that case I suppose it can stay. Just so long as I'm not going to look prettier than the bride. I think that is one good way to get yourself kicked out of a wedding...

[fionnuisce]

Oh, well I guess I can't come after all. I'm bound to get kicked out right after you.