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To all the friends of the happy grooms, PINpoint messages have already been sent weeks ago inviting them to expect quite the street party arranged in the commons of the Nexus. Guests have been invited to bring an appetite--both for food and for a social adventure. Nirnish weddings are public affairs, after all. While the ceremony has had to be somewhat sequestered for the sake of keeping the existence of Other Worlds a secret, neither Felix nor Jim would want to leave out their interdimensional friends entirely. Having a reception party arranged in the Nexus became the natural plan of action.

Overnight large sections of the Commons are transformed via diligent craftsmanship and quite a lot of magic from those who’ve volunteered. Lanterns representing the Divines are hung along every lamp post, bringing at least the idea of warmth even if the flames are too small to heat their surroundings alone. Bardic tunes carry in the air as readily as the scent of food and drink. Past banners of red and black, blue and white the people gather.

For both grooms this is nearly a continuation of the day before. They’ve had the chance to sleep off the nerves of their ceremony. Today is entirely for celebration--uninhibited celebration at that. No more minding what is said and isn’t. No more pretending to be anything other than who they are. Jim’s traded out his Nirnish finery for a suit and tie, garments he’s much more familiar with. Felix is staying with his native clothing; though he may have dressed down a little from his wedding clothes, the conjurer’s dressed in fitted breeches and his best fur-trimmed coat and boots, the soft hide dyed blue to match his tunic. By their side sits the conjurer’s spectral wolf familiar, ears pricked at the gathering.

As the guests find their ways over it will be easy to spot their friends amidst all the decor along with many other avenues with which to enjoy themselves….

Greetings

Food and Drink

Music and Dancing

Bonfire Entertainment

Party Games


((Links to all relevent wedding Prose can be found Here!))

Date: 2019-12-09 01:03 pm (UTC)
heirtothedragonsfire: (Of noble bearing)
From: [personal profile] heirtothedragonsfire
A finger taps against her glass, but other than that she remains completely still while she stares Felix down. The silence stretches on entirely too long, but surely no one would dare could judge her for savouring the opportunity to make him squirm just a little bit.

"What would I need to do?" She asks eventually.

Date: 2019-12-09 04:06 pm (UTC)
chiron_survivor: (reporting for duty)
From: [personal profile] chiron_survivor
Parties in the Nexus always put Caspar a little on edge (or a lot on edge, if it's a god throwing it). Jim's comment goes a long way to easing up on his nerves. The whole reason that they brought Anastasia along was to give her the opportunity to visit at least one of her siblings.

The cinnamon-striped cat mews sweetly at Jim before giving Caspar an adoring, wide-eyed look. The Cylon sighs and waves a hand. "Okay, okay... go find your brother."

With no cat to babysit, Caspar wraps an arm around Adia, who has actually been paying attention. "Is it a long ceremony?" she asks curiously, stifling a giggle when Jim's drinks get jostled. "Earth is great. We're headed into another mild winter fully prepared. I think this is the year we're finally going to have a fully functioning pharmaceutical lab. It's only been vaccines and emergency medications so far."

"We're still a year out from coffee," Caspar, ever the ray of sunshine, adds casually.

Date: 2019-12-09 05:33 pm (UTC)
westfallcorndog: (Default)
From: [personal profile] westfallcorndog
There’s something distantly familiar about the woman, Harrowheart thinks as he passes her by in the crowd, but after a moment of staring from a safe distance he’s sure he doesn’t know her. Even if he did, how much does one living woman stand out from another? He must recognize her from somewhere in the Nexus, he decides, and with that he nearly keeps on going about his revelry. One thing, though... One thing gives her away.

An orc.

And this is Felix’s wedding, after all. The only people he’s ever met to not only know, not only tolerate, but apparently like an orc were the Caelus brothers — and that forgemaster they knew. That had to be the orc that featured in the proper execution of a particular mission Harrowheart will never forget.

He’ll head on over, he decides. Thanking the smith for her work is the least he can do — especially as he never saw the woman again after departing the cursed ruins.

And so one moment Marcella is free to enjoy the party, and the next a pale-fleshed draugr in a maroon suit is stepping up beside her. Over his shoulder peeks the wicked hilt of a sword, between his blue lips rests a cigarette, and in his hand he’s got a glass of some golden alcohol.

He raises his drink as if to toast, and in his hollow voice says, “Never got a chance to thank you for what you did for us, did I?”

Date: 2019-12-09 09:12 pm (UTC)
conjuredskies: thanks to <user name=smartass_captain>! (That wasn't me)
From: [personal profile] conjuredskies
It's a stare to make a man sweat, and Felix finds himself holding his breath when she replies. He exhales in a rush.

"Only come to the circle. I've prepared wards to, ah, contain things. Once I summon the atronach and make the connection, you'll be in control of the spell. Not of the elemental, but you can decide how long it stays, and you'll be able to feel what it wants. The musicians and the... ah, sound system, are of course at your disposal."

Date: 2019-12-09 09:15 pm (UTC)
conjuredskies: (Surprised)
From: [personal profile] conjuredskies
"Oh." Yeah, Felix gets it now. "Best not mention that around my brother or he might spoil the fun." Not that Stratos can do much more than Disapprove, here. "And really, if everyone's having a good time and nobody's getting hurt, who needs that?"

Date: 2019-12-09 09:31 pm (UTC)
conjuredskies: thanks to <user name=smartass_captain>! (Not bad!)
From: [personal profile] conjuredskies
Felix is going to give her a bow and one of those charming smiles right now, hefting the bag appreciatively. "Oh, excellent choice, Amelia. This stuff is more precious than gold to Jim. We can't have enough."

By his side, his familiar abruptly shoots to its feet, whirls and darts off through the crowd; Felix makes no comment on it, simply tucks his bag of beans under his arm and smiles at Amelia. "It's been too long since I've seen you; I hope you're still as light on your feet as ever."

Date: 2019-12-09 09:36 pm (UTC)
heirtothedragonsfire: (Rich severity)
From: [personal profile] heirtothedragonsfire
Conjuration magic. That would be a curious experience. In the end an entrancing experience is more valuable than gold to a Durant. That doesn't stop her from pushing for more. More than just a single experience. She wants to get everything she could possibly want. In this case, that's an answer.

"Why? This is your party. Your celebration. Your moment. Why do you want me to do this?"

She knows why. Or thinks she knows why. But the why she thinks she knows, the why he tells her, and the real why may all be different things. Better to know two of them than one.

Date: 2019-12-09 09:47 pm (UTC)
conjuredskies: (I've gotcha)
From: [personal profile] conjuredskies
"Oh, it took all day," Felix mock-groans, before amending: "Well, it took half a day, and then we feasted for the rest. I think the longest parts were just processing to the chapel and back." He sighs, chuckles at Caspar's remark.

"Well, better to have medicine than coffee, right?" There's a tease in that smile that says he's fully aware this could be a controversial statement. He knows you people and your habits.

Date: 2019-12-09 10:06 pm (UTC)
conjuredskies: thanks to <user name=smartass_captain>! (Troubled)
From: [personal profile] conjuredskies
"I... ah..." Ouch. She's really going to make him say it, isn't she? Felix sucks in a breath, gaze dropping as he tries not to squirm.

"Call it an... olive branch, of sorts? After... everything, surely I owe you a good moment." Surely he owes it to prove that his magic can do her some service. His mouth twitches in a smile, more hopeful than easy this time. "Besides, I know that you'll be far more adept at this than I would."

It's his celebration, after all: he has reason to want the most spectacular show he can ask for.

Date: 2019-12-09 10:34 pm (UTC)
rogueinladysclothing: (Center of Attention)
From: [personal profile] rogueinladysclothing
The ghostly wolf dashing off at random is nothing new to the rogue. She makes a small note of it, but keeps her attention on the grooms in front of her.

She laughs softly at the both of them. Yes, complimenting Felix is definitely something Amelia is happy to do. "I've managed to learn a few new moves since the last time I took your husband around for a dance, Jim, but we'll see if I can keep up. It's been low on my list of priorities lately." Rather than let that thought linger, she smoothly moves on with, "Once you're both free from your greeting duties, we'll give it a try. And if I happen to trip, I'll simply blame Felix's feet for being in the way."

Teasing Felix is a habit she's never planning to give up. It comes with the territory of reminding her of her little brothers (and other headstrong companions).

Smiling again, she tucks her arms back into her cloak for warmth. "There are plenty of things we can catch up on tonight as time allows. I might even need two dances to get through it all," she jokes. "Or maybe one and a warm drink after. I'll leave that decision to the both of you as I don't want to separate you for too long, especially with so many other people wanting your attention." Busy as all of them are, they can certainly find time to sit down over coffee - or tea - to regale each other with stories of their lives after the party is over.

Date: 2019-12-09 10:51 pm (UTC)
readvondaniken: (Barbarians)
From: [personal profile] readvondaniken
"I've only met your brother once, you know. He seemed a bit, uh, more serious than you are. Granted, I thought part of that mighta been the circumstances, but I'm guessing he's usually like that. There were people like that back at Outpost 31."

Palmer nods in agreement. Yeah, he likes the way Felix thinks. "We've had no adverse reactions. My stuff's pretty popular, and I've got a lot of money from both businesses. I'd be rich if I could go home."

Date: 2019-12-09 10:55 pm (UTC)
heirtothedragonsfire: (Archon's Daughter)
From: [personal profile] heirtothedragonsfire
Isidor raises an eyebrow. "Is that what you owe me?"

Gods help her, it would be so easy and so enjoyable to stand here needling him all evening. She taps her glass one more time and then downs it.

"Alright. Let's meet this elemental."

Date: 2019-12-09 11:00 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ofcosmicrays
Connant's eyes widen slightly. The future? He's impressed, though he doesn't ask more about it. Still, his mind's buzzing with guesses about what the future in Spock's home universe could be like.

"A desert world? So I'm guessing you're an extraterrestrial." Connant sighs, scratching his beard. "In my world, we found a flying saucer frozen in the ice. The pilot wasn't as friendly as you are, unfortunately."

Date: 2019-12-09 11:11 pm (UTC)
conjuredskies: (...Wait)
From: [personal profile] conjuredskies
Felix winces at that question, pointed as a dagger. But that just means he's all the faster to seize on her agreement. He bows, wordlessly relieved.

"Ah- yes. Thank you. Just this way. You may want to speak with the musicians before you enter the circle," he adds. "It won't be so easy once things are in motion."

He leads her toward the bonfire, where his familiar is hard at work chasing out anyone who strays into the circle bounds. There's a reason he had the musicians (and Jaylah) set up so nearby. While Isidor readies herself, he'll do his best to clear his mind. Setting aside her words - the Implications hovering in the spaces around them - and focus.

It wouldn't do to have this go horribly wrong, now, would it?

Date: 2019-12-09 11:14 pm (UTC)
mudblood_andproud: (CJ Gryffindor pride)
From: [personal profile] mudblood_andproud
CJ' ears had also perked at the sight of the opening can. But he is a very patient cat, and knows that it was a treat for his brother. But once he is invited... he will definitely take a few bites. Would be rude to refuse such a treat.

"You can go play with your brother, if you wish." Hermione tells CJ. She knows that her familiar will find her when needed.

Date: 2019-12-09 11:18 pm (UTC)
volurofthehearth: (Harmless gossip)
From: [personal profile] volurofthehearth
"She's probably patrolling the perimeter," Runa says with a cheeky grin while she takes Felix's hand and turns it so that his ring catches the light. "It's beautiful! What a wonderful ring to have on your hand!"

When she relinquishes Felix's fingers she beams at Jim. "I only had a handful of gods to memorise. I've been talking to Stratos and-! Well. I'm very impressed that you did so well, and I'm really very happy for you both!"

"We both are," Viatorus chimes in earnestly.

"Speaking of gods... I made a wreath for you," Runa tells them. "To hang in your home. I tried my best to honour your gods-" She catches Felix's eye. "All your gods. I don't know how similar our flowers are, but I did my best to match what suited."

"The cauldron was Runa's idea too," Viatorus admits.

"Mm. There are a few charms on it to keep it resilient, and a few Nordic designs just for style," she tells them with a little wink. "It's important to have the right tools in your home."

"And..." Viatorus clears his throat and then lowers his voice. "And from Isidor and I... We had a compilation of notable papers and essays from our family copied and bound for you both." His eyes linger on Jim, watching his expression when he adds, "Including a few from our current Archon."

Date: 2019-12-09 11:18 pm (UTC)
sweetcandygirl: (my shyest of smiles)
From: [personal profile] sweetcandygirl
"Montgomery. Now that is a lovely name. Really rolls off the tongue. Maybe he and I can go drinking some time." Because Harley always loves new drinking buddies.

To Harley's credit... she is not actively trying to hit on the newly married Jim. This is just her nature. To be seductive. To be flirtatious.

"You should'have gotten married Vegas style. Ten minutes or less. Elvis impersonator if you want one." Harley grins slightly. A fond memory obviously.

"Your secret is safe with me." She winks at him. And tries it out. It is colorful and sweet. Two of her favorite things in a drink.

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