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[midgarhorizon]

Characters: Lord Grumpypants, Diarmuid, Diarmuid's idiot brothers, the extended family, and open to their CR and anyone that just wants to drop by.
Setting: Floor 81
Format: Party style, whichever format you prefer
Summary: When two busybodies start plotting, all hell breaks loose. "Waver's Anniversary" (or more informally known as Waver and Diarmuid's wedding party.) It's just a party. Nothing to see here. That cake is white just by... accident... and decorated to match the rings... yeeeeeeep... complete accident.
Warnings: Someone may decide to drown a couple people... who knows.

[In case someone is observant enough to notice, Waver and Diarmuid have been wearing matching rings... and under the disguise of a convenient excuse, that being Waver's one year anniversary in the Tower, Lancer and Reno have thrown a party to celebrate.

Keeping the relationship a perfect secret, of course. It's just a party. Good times, shooting the breeze, card games. Unfortunately, there's no booze. The lounge has been set up with a buffet with food from the Floor Sixty Kitchen, and there's a cake.

The cake happens to be white, and decorated. And that celtic knot decoration may just be matching the rings. Complete accident, of course.]

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Comments

[falseidentity]

[She will accept it and smile.]

...I'l be watching your back if it comes to a fight.

[oathshackledbird]

I wish I could say that it won't come to that, but I think we both know better. Especially with what just happened. Who knows what will happen next. I will be glad to have you at my back and I hope you know I will gladly fight with you as well. To be honest, I am very happy to see you. It had been so long since I saw you last, I feared you had been sent home...

[He's having another one of those periods where he has stopped checking gravestones again. Too many gone too fast. Even when Diarmuid went there for some quiet right after everything that happened with Jason, he took extra care not to look at the names on the stones.]

[falseidentity]

No. I did some soul-searching in my room. For awhile there, I'd lost hope. But... It seems we may be able to do this.

[It won't be easy, she knows.]

But that's not the conversation we need to have now. Once more, I congratulate you.

[oathshackledbird]

How coincidental. I did some soul-searching myself, only away from my room.

[Diarmuid laughs, the sound slightly sad, but he shakes it off after a moment.]

You are right. This is a happy time and perhaps the last chance we will have to be together like this. We need to make as many good memories as we can.

[falseidentity]

[She will nod, then take a bite of cake.]

...This is quite good.

[oathshackledbird]

It is. Do you see the boy over there with the red eyes and white hair?

[Diarmuid points out said boy amongst the milling party goers.]

His name is Shion and I am sure he would very much like to hear how you liked the cake he made.

[falseidentity]

I'll have to tell him. Who's the bride?

[She's not assuming female, nope, but she's not sure what else to call it.]

[oathshackledbird]

Bride?

[Diarmuid can't help but laugh, blushing slightly.]

Well, since I told him once that he was the man in the relationship, I guess I'm the bride. And that makes the long haired man in green over there who looks like he's about to kill someone, the groom. His name's Waver, if you haven't met him before now. He's not usually this homicidal. He just...embarrasses easily...

[falseidentity]

I'll have to say hello to him. I'm glad he makes you happy.

[Ah, they remind her of herself and Yufina right now... This would have been a similar situation.]

[oathshackledbird]

He does. He makes me happier than I have ever been.

[The words are said in a fond tone that is matched by the fond look that fills his eyes as he watches Waver from across the room.]

I...just hope I make him feel the same. I worry sometimes...

[falseidentity]

I'm sure you do. The two of you seem like you're quite the happy couple, as homicidal as Waver is right now.

[Ah, this really does make her miss Yufina, though. She will reunite with her, that is a promise.]

[oathshackledbird]

Is...it like this for you back home?

[Diarmuid is a little cautious about asking, but does so in the present tense because he is that confident they will find some way to fix things.]

You wish to go back so strongly I can only assume it is...

...The notif was eaten wow.

[falseidentity]

...Similar. Though I have to hide who I am. Women... don't marry women there. The entire kingdom of Marlon thinks I am Kachess Marlon, a man.

[she'll laugh a bit.]

I can only hope you don't have to face such things.

No worries. It happens. *smacks DW*

[oathshackledbird]

We will have to hide our relationship once we go back to his world, but for a different reason. We will be working to do something the Association he works with will not be happy about. He can't afford to let people know he has a weakness.

[Granted, said 'weakness' is stronger and more skilled than most humans, but no Servant is unstoppable, especially one whose identity is know.]

It is certainly not the same as having to hide your true sex. I know of one who has had to do that, though, and I cannot imagine having to do it myself. It must seem so...suffocating...

[falseidentity]

It is. Any slip up could ruin the life I have. I don't even care about being king, but to no longer be with Yufina... That would be something I couldn't stand.

[Ugh... she has to be so careful. Walking as if over thin glass, and any wrong step will shatter it.]

As for that... I wish the two of you luck in your plans.

[oathshackledbird]

And I wish the best to you. It's a thin line to balance on, but in the end it is worth it for those we love.

[Diarmuid smiles at her and then seems to notice something out of the corner of his eyes. His smile becomes more of a frown.]

Speaking of those we love. I think I had better keep my husband from murdering one of my brothers.

[He nods politely to her.]

Please enjoy the rest of the party.

[falseidentity]

I will. Good luck, in everything.

[She'll just. sit back and enjoy this with a smile on her face.]