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A Very Nexus Reception
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!))
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….
((Links to all relevent wedding Prose can be found Here!))
Greetings
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"Hello, Felix. It's been a while," says the mechanic, arms folded with that familiar cocky smile. He lifts his goggles. "Last time I bumped into you was that mess with the spiders. And Jim, haven't seen you since last winter. I want to offer both of you my congratulations - it's a long time since I've been to a wedding, and it's nice to see you in better circumstances."
He offers a hand, smile becoming a grin. "And hey, best of luck to you. Thanks for the party. You two went all out, I see."
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The captain's halfway leaning in for a handshake when he stops. Turns to look at his husband.
"I'm sorry, spiders?" Going on adventures without him a lot, are we Felix?
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CJ strolls behind his mistress, a very confident kneazle. He is glancing around here and there for any sign of his brother.
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Or maybe the sound it makes when it skitters across the walk with every bat of his paw is just that much fun. Felix's familiar may be on security detail but Tiber here is enjoying the party just as much as his bonded is.
Though he's easily distracted when he sniffs out another kneazle. What's all this then? Time to investigate.
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"Congratulations, you two." Adia is smiling, nearly beaming. She has witnessed Jim and Felix through their ups and downs (some very serious downs, at that), and could not help becoming personally invested in their happiness. It's a testament to love that they have passed through all those hard times and come out all the stronger for it. "And thanks for giving the Nexus a chance to celebrate."
"Yeah, congratulations," Caspar echoes distractedly. His gaze is on Anastasia, watching her the way one might a toddler who is hovering too close to something breakable. The kneazle meows up at him innocently. "The actual ceremony go well?"
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"Everything went perfectly," he replies breezily. "I think Jim was surprised he survived it all, though." He nudges his new husband playfully.
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Runa and Viatorus
As soon as she spies the lucky couple, she bounds over, tugging at Viatorus' sleeve to follow. He's a little slower as he has to focus on magically bringing their gift along. Unburdened, Runa runs over and hugs Jim and then Felix.
"Congratulations! I'm so happy for you!" The way she beams there's no doubt about that.
When Viatorus catches up to her he's followed by a heavy black cauldron with a wreath around its neck floating along after him. As soon as they stop, however, it sets itself onto the ground. His smile may be weaker than his wife's, but that's more on account of being at a party than anything else. "Congratulations. I hope the wedding went well."
Runa claps her hands together. "Can I see your rings? Please?"
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Both eyebrows are making a mad dash for his hairline though when he spies the cauldron following in Viatorus' wake. He wants so badly to ask but the conversation doesn't slow in the least.
"I'm glad you two could make it." There's a touch of nerves left in Jim's laugh even now when he thinks back to the ceremony the day before. "I...I think it did. I don't think I screwed anything up too badly?"
He's only half kidding when he turns to Felix with the question.
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Amelia's usual black is well on display with her chosen gown, but she's managed bright pop of color in her choice of cloak. She looks much more like her usual self with her hair held in place with her hair pin and delicate leather gloves on her hands, though for a party like this she's managed to leave any
visibleweapons behind. Whatever sadness and weight still hangs over her is well hidden behind the bright smile she offers both Felix and Jim when it comes her turn to approach them, to the point where one might not know she'd been struggling over the past few months without asking."Congratulations, to the both of you," she says brightly. She curtsies politely and then offers each of them a bag of fresh coffee beans from under her cloak. "On my world, it's traditional to offer a practical gift to married couples. I thought something to help start your days, at least for a short time, would be appropriate."
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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."
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Greetings from the Sky
It’s why, though he doesn’t resist investigating the wedding below, he doesn’t simply land on the rooftops above the main party; he picks a spot out of the way where he can yet get a view of the celebrations. With a rush of wind and a thump of weight that shakes his perch to its foundations, he settles onto a small one-storey shop that’ll be getting the claw marks out of the roof for weeks. Alas, when he cranes his head down to ask the nearest guests what the occasion is, the family of bearfolk squeak and drop their cakes in their hurry to leave. Hmm. This business may be more difficult than he expected...
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But this isn’t Skyrim. This is the Nexus. Where -- by and large -- what would ordinarily be violently dangerous isn’t necessarily. So when the ground shakes and word spreads of a large creature asking about the decor and the festivities, Jim doesn’t waste even a breath in making his way through the crowds. Funnily enough, most of them seem to be trying to get away, not get closer. If it does end up being threatening, then sure, Jim is apt to turn and run. Anything over a certain size that seems apt to attack a human is decidedly not anything Jim’s ever going to choose to try and hold his ground against. Too many close calls have calibrated his fight or flight response into nearly working condition.
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He approaches the couple with a smile for both of them. No matter what's happened between them in the past, that's behind them. Literally, in the case of the runeblade slung over his back.
"Jim!" he says a little too loudly. "Felix. You two! I think the hardest part to believe about all'a this is that you both survived long enough for it to happen. Feelin' any different?"
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The biggest, dumbest farm-boy smile smears itself across his face.
"Harrow!" Much too loud for the distance between them but hey! He's excited! And it's his wedding anyway. Not catching sight of the blade on the knight's back is all the more reason to
stumblehurry over to greet his friend."Y'made it! Felix look!"
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Re: Greetings
Leia was warm enough to shrug out of the twice oversized parka Han had lent her and draped it over a chair. She wore a lovely blue velveteen dress and it caught the light in a soft glowing way.Made in the same way as shimmer silks it seemed to run with iridescence depending on how the light caught it. Her hair was piled in long curls and twists with ringlets that fell well down her back. She been on the run for so long that it felt good to actually dress nicely for a change. It had been part of her court life she'd thought she hated, apparently with missing ones home the simplest things acted as reminders.
Leia didn't know the music that was playing, but she stepped closer to listen and watch the others, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves and it did her heart good to see it. She smiled and rocked just a little to the music, rhythm it seemed was indeed universal.
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And this is the nexus. Who knew what you were going to see around here.
At first all he noticed was a petite woman in a coat that was far too large for her. Comically large on her. She must have been borrowing one from someone else. Then as she shrugged out of the garment he noticed her hair, long, but beautiful pinned up in a couple of parts — not a strand out of place. When she turns, and he can finally see the face of this person, he can feel his heart start to speed up even as he’s standing still.
He knew those brown eyes from anywhere; he had stared into them so many occasion. Vibrant and cunning, but younger than he’d seen them in a long time. She didn’t have the unavoidable droop of age or the wrinkles in the corners that had filled in as his had. He swooned in a way that was entirely unnatural, given that he should have been able to see something like this, and yet it did his cynical heart so much good to take it in.
Wisdom had told him that he ought to stay back and simply enjoy that impossible treat from a distance, but already he was heading to the bar trying to remember what it was that she liked to drink when they met.
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“I can’t help but notice that you’re unoccupied and probably thirsty.”
The sound of his own voice never seemed as old as it did to him in that moment — it had gotten a grit with age that was always present, even when he was speaking softly — but it was distinctly his own.
He raises a cold, unopened bottle of cider just slightly, but in offering nonetheless.
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It's his very first time ever allowed off ship to this place between worlds and the ensign would really like to make a good first impression. So when he sees a lady off by herself watching everyone else enjoy themselves he takes a deep breath, squares his shoulders, and...very respectfully yet eagerly approaches her making sure to stay in her line of sight all the while.
"If is not to your liking, you can request a song from either Miss Jaylah or the..band? Whichever is playing." His accent pulls at certain consonants, rounding them out whether he likes them to or not. "I know the one with the stereo, at least. She's happy to change it up."
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Sorry for the double tag, DW's being dumb.
This time, perhaps, to tease him while he's up high.
Just because.
She's wearing a nice dress for this, too, of course, something in a deep black.
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"Pulled yourself away from work finally? I'm glad t'see you make it."
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I couldn't resist
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Una and Sigrid are in perfect, lacy little frocks, hair up in ribboned braids, and Eindrid wears a little blue suit. Loki is in black and green.
They all wait patiently until Felix and Jim are free, and when they do approach at last, Sigrid hops in front of her guardian to hold up a pair of little wrapped boxes to the men. "Hi! We brought presents!"
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His grin is wide and completely care free, a twist of something wistful when Jim spies Sigrid and the other children. He doesn't mean to overlook Loki at first--truly it's difficult enough for Jim to focus on more than one thing at a time right now.
"Well hi there!" Someone's going to have to help him back to his feet after he gets down to greet the kids. Probably Felix's job. "That was very nice of you. You didn't have...to..Loki!" It might have seemed impossible for Jim to grin even wider than he had been before but he manages somehow. He looks back to Sigrid. Then to Loki. Back. Forth.
"Is he here looking after you or is it th'other way 'round?" A soft joke with no barbs behind it.
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The Tag in which Jim is Not Helping
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Stunned for a round, use your free turn wisely Felix
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That's no excuse not to show up, though, so he does, and what he brings is a tin of chocolate chip cookies with ivy and couple camellias on top, for good luck. He's wearing a few less layers in concession to a semi-formal occasion, with a black sweater bearing a white star design down the chest. When he greets them, he leads by shoving the tin in their general direction.
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Fortunately he hasn't had so much to drink that that thought doesn't come tumbling out of his mouth. And hopefully the approving nod Felix gives will set Danny a little bit more at ease.
"For us? How kind! I'm so glad to see you here. You have met Jim, haven't you?" He sweeps a hand at his somewhat tipsier husband. Felix isn't sure quite what he and Thor have been getting into but at least Jim's having a good time and doesn't look at all ill.
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There are no wrappings on the lantern he's brought, just a tag with silver calligraphy on it: Two lights, one home. Best wishes for your union. Sincerely, Rondo Alaric Jacenas dan Olorthava'as
...he has a lot of name, okay?
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