smartass_captain | 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!))

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From:

rogueinladysclothing

Of the many things Amelia is excited to see at this party, a gaggle of bards is high on the list. It's been years since she's had the pleasure of watching a group of them squabble over who gets to lead next or interrupting one another with competing songs and instruments. It almost feels like home, more so than she's experienced in the Nexus as of late, and she eagerly encourages their behavior with coy words and a handful of gold coins. Anyone attempting to dance to one song may find themselves changing pace and direction quickly and and often, even after they've paid off the bards to stick to a single song long enough to simply get through it.

The rogue is wandering about the edge of the dance floor as the clash of songs continues, a smile on her lips as she sways in time with whatever beat happens to be most prominent. She'll let up on her game for a short time if someone happens to catch her in the act, but until then? She's going to sip at her drink innocently and dance on her own as if she has absolutely no hand in this.

From:

chiron_survivor

Skirting the edge of the dance floor is a familiar face, her hair braided and pinned, not a strand out of place. A certain Cylon has taken advantage of the occasion to give his wife a hairstyle a little fancier than the casual ones she lets him get away with every morning.

Speaking of said Cylon, he would be with her right now, preferably on the dance floor, but the bards keep switching things up too quickly, so he's headed over to the bar instead to get them both a drink until the musicians can make up their damn minds.

Adia is content to listen to the music (such as it is) until he returns, but spotting Amelia, she heads over to greet the woman warmly. It feels like ages since she's seen her, although at least the rogue has kept in touch via text -- not frequently, but enough to not make this reunion awkward.

Hopefully. A lot has happened since they last saw one another.

"Hi, Amelia." She stands close enough within reach of a hug, smiling softly. "Long time, no see."

From:

rogueinladysclothing

Adia is most certainly getting a hug once Amelia realizes who's speaking to her. The rogue offers her friend a soft smile and then reaches her arms around the other woman from under her cloak. It feels good to share a hug after the months they've been apart.

"A very long time," she agrees when they draw apart. If Adia doesn't mind, Amelia's going to keep a hold of one of her friend's hands for a bit; It's been a while since she's had the chance for interaction like this. "It's been a busy year. I feel like I haven't seen much of anyone from the Nexus other than Thor in months." A choice she made consciously after Steve's death, but she's been trying to be out a little more often as of late. Just... not out to answer questions on the Plaza or anywhere friends can find her without a little searching. She's seen a few others, too, but no one near as frequently as Thor.

Amelia gives Adia's hand a gentle squeeze before she asks, "It sounds like things have been going well on Atlantis? Well enough at least that they could spare you for a night of merriment for our friends?" A beat, and she looks around quickly. "I'm assuming Caspar is with you, at least. He must have wanted to offer his congratulations as well."

From:

chiron_survivor

The hug is most welcome, Adia returning it warmly. She lets Amelia keep hold of her hand, tucking her other into her jacket pocket. With the bonfire's help, it's warm enough that she can forgo gloves, but it's impossible not to notice the change in seasons, either.

"It has been busy," she agrees. "It feels like my own wedding was ages ago, and now Felix and Jim have finally tied the knot." She smiles, although her thoughts are bittersweet. There has been loss, too, most notably Steve, which she knows hit Amelia especially hard. "How's Asvera doing? It must be beautiful there."

The question about Atlantis lightens her smile. "Yeah, it's great. Harvest season is over so there's not much left to do but prepare for the Solstice." When Amelia looks around, she's quick to point out Caspar over by the bar. "He'd probably tell you that he's only here as my plus one. He doesn't know Felix and Jim as well as I do. He promised me a dance but the music keeps changing." Which is awfully weird, now that she thinks about it. "Maybe it's for the best. Even our wedding dance was off in the woods."

From:

rogueinladysclothing

"Both were a long time coming," Amelia teases lightly. As if Caspar wasn't going to ask Adia to marry him the second he had the chance. Anyone who saw the Cylon speak of Adia knew better than that. "I hope everything went well on your wedding day. Weather can be a fickle thing in the Spring."

The rogue coughs into her hand to keep from laughing when Adia brings up the ever changing music. Oops. "I've seen people paying off the bards to have their choice of songs played. If they don't calm down, I'm happy to offer them a few coins to play something for the two of you. It would be a good excuse to stretch my legs with a partner as well." Felix will come around for his dance eventually and she should definitely make sure she's warmed up for that. The mage had quite the mischievous look on his face and Amelia knows that means to be ready for anything.

From:

chiron_survivor

"It was perfect," Adia says with a starry-eyed smile and a happy sigh. "We had it right at the end of tulip season. Maggie planned the entire reception. It was a little like this -- on a much smaller scale, of course. But, you know, if you have good food, friends, and some nice music, that's all you need, really." Of course, that's easy to say when you aren't the one who actually sweats over the nitty-gritty details, but she's endlessly grateful to Maggie for putting everything together.

"I'll show you pictures later, if you want to see. Caspar found an amazing tailor in the Nexus. Everything else was handled locally."

Adia knows Amelia well enough by now that her disguised laugh does not go unnoticed. "People paying off the bards?" she repeats in amusement. "Well, if you think you can get them to stick to an entire song -- preferably a slow one -- then I know Caspar will appreciate it."

"Appreciate what?" Caspar has made his way over by now, a cup of something warm and fragrant in each hand. He hands one to Adia, who takes it with her free hand, still holding onto Amelia's for as long as the rogue likes. "Hey, Amelia. Good to see you."

From:

rogueinladysclothing

"I would love to see pictures, and to meet your tailor. If he can keep pace with mine, I might have to give Alex a little competition to work against." It would certainly make it easier to get him to adjust to her whims when she decides it's time for a change. A woman in mourning should never have to fight for black the way she did with Alex a few months ago.

"Appreciate a slow song so you can dance with your wife," she explains. "Adia tells me you've had some trouble with the bards I might be able to help with." Okay, she can't help but laugh a little as she says that. This little distraction of her has been a lot of fun.

"It's good to see you as well, Caspar. I know the two of you were married months ago now, but I want to offer an in person congratulations to you both." It feels better to do so in person. "Adia's been telling me about how well things have been going on Atlantis. Has everything been up to your standards as well?" The Cylon can be quite outspoken when given the chance to vent, and a party where they're surrounded by many people and loud music seems a good time for it.

From:

chiron_survivor

"Alex?" Adia blinks at the name. "Dark-haired guy, very excitable about color?" Is it possible that they have the same tailor? Wouldn't that be a funny coincidence! "Caspar still goes to him for suits every time the season changes."

It's something to ask Caspar, now that he's here, but first there's the matter of the bards. "Yeah, they can't seem to get their act together," he grouses, before raising an eyebrow at Amelia's laughter. Okay, yeah, he can kind of see how that's funny, like messing with a jukebox to play the same song a dozen times in a row, but he was looking forward to dancing with his wife, and he can't do that with the seemingly random tempo changes. "If you can do something about that, I'd appreciate it."

Adia smiles at the congratulations, giving her friend's hand a gentle squeeze. "Thank you, Amelia. I wish we could have had you there."

Caspar shrugs at the question, which is a sign of how content he is on Atlantis, not feeling out the need to bust out a litany of complaints. "We're still a year out from being able to harvest our coffee plants, but it's fine, otherwise. How's the library gig? You have to throw anyone out yet?" Because that's clearly the most potentially interesting aspect of her job.

From:

rogueinladysclothing

Wait, did Alex get to Caspar before Amelia could introduce them? She's going to punch that man in the arm if it's true. "Impeccably dressed, thinks of every detail down to the thread color and how to compliment one's environment. Does that sound like your tailor?" Oh he's in so much trouble when Amelia gets her hands on him...

"Let me make up for not being there by getting the bards in order when you're ready." She smiles warmly at the couple, completely earnest with the offer. Being with her friends on their wedding day would have been wonderful, but it's more important that Caspar and Adia got to have the day than it being perfect in every way possible. There's always time to celebrate with friends and loved ones who don't live on Atlantis, as the party going on around them now showcases.

"At least there's coffee here for you when you can get away," she laughs. Amelia definitely understands the importance of the daily caffeine intake ritual. When asked about the library, she shrugs and carefully takes her hand back from Adia. "It's fine, but I haven't spent much time there lately. I've been in Asvera more often than even my own apartment most days." She hesitates for a moment, steadying herself with a silent breath. "I needed a place to go where I could feel useful. Asvera has come a long way since the Asgardians settled there, but there's always work to be done." It's something Amelia appreciates, even now when she's feeling better months after Steve's death.

She exhales a small sigh, then manages a smile for her friends. "To be honest, I simply like spending time there. It's the one place I've been since coming to the Nexus that feels like where I came from. The technology is still far beyond what I grew up with, but the place itself..." Her smile becomes a touch dreamy as she thinks about standing on the cliffs above the sea. "I feel calm there in a way I haven't in a very long time."

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A Very Nexus Reception

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