A Very Nexus Reception
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smartass_captainTo 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!))
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Date: 2019-12-08 04:07 pm (UTC)Van Wall thinks. Both of the names he's been given sound intriguing.
"I'm more familiar with poker or Go Fish, but I'm an old hand. I can learn new games." Van chuckles. "Those sound like interesting options. Either your world or mine's fine by me. Maybe after the first game, I can show you how things were done back in 1938."
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Date: 2019-12-11 11:16 pm (UTC)Of course, right now all either of them has to worry about is losing their money.
"Never say no to poker," Kaolin agrees. "Got a couple decks of cards." Dice first though, so he claps those in his hand onto the table. He pushes five toward Van Wall; the other five he scoops toward himself.
"They call it Destroyer sometimes. Rules're simple. You get to roll the dice three times. Got to collect a 6, 5 and 4 in that order. That's your ship, your captain and your crew. Every time you land one, you put it in the bank. Once you get all three, you count the other two up to make your score. Once we've each gone, highest score wins the round."
That's a fair bit of talking from him. Not the first time he's taught the game though; won't be the last. He tosses the dice in his hand.
"Want me to take the first turn? Show you how it's done?"
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Date: 2020-02-03 01:06 am (UTC)Van cracks his knuckles. This will be an experience for him, he muses as he listens to Kaolin's explanation of the rules. He casually picks up the dice, examining them in his hand.
"Never played a game from your world, poker's more familiar to me, but Eric Van Wall's nothing if not adventurous." The pilot smiles, settling back. "You take the first turn and show me how it works."
Van's the most abrasive member of his old crew next to Connant (and his tongue is sharper than the physicist's), but he's got nothing but respect for the Guardians. He's heard stories of Blaze's bravery in the Nexus, and he's grateful for a peacekeeping force of sorts.
"I don't actually come 'round too often, but I've got friends here who I like to keep tabs on. You might see 'em one of these days. Good people." He'd have harsher words for Blair, but this is a lighthearted time and Blair's suffered enough. "Thanks for explaining things. I think I've got a sense of the rules. We've got dice games back in the States."