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: 2019-12-12 12:38 am (UTC)“Drem Yol Lok, mortal.” His voice is deep and startlingly pleasant, the words utterly crisp for coming from a mouth that looks built only to rend. “Are you the ones who prepared this feast?”
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Date: 2019-12-12 07:07 pm (UTC)He hopes Stratos is close by…
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Date: 2019-12-12 07:27 pm (UTC)Jim’s grip on Felix’s arm doesn’t lessen any, but neither is he making a move to bolt. He stands as tall as he can, shoulders squared. Hopes to every God in Felix’s world that they’re interesting enough for this not to go South quickly.
“We are. Can’t have a wedding without a feast to celebrate it. Do you...I mean. Would you like something? I’m not sure anything we have will be much of a meal for you though, but I can try.”
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Date: 2019-12-12 08:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-12-12 08:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-12-12 09:05 pm (UTC)“A sampling, at the very least. If you’ll give me just a bit of time to arrange it…?” Jim raises his head to stare back up at the dragon. So far, this isn’t going badly, he doesn’t think. But Felix is terrified next to him and every nerve in Jim’s body yet screams for him to run. The thrill is maddening. If the dragon will give any sign that he is amenable Jim will need to go track down Katsuya Suou and have the man make some calls.
In a place that carries everything should someone look hard enough to find it or who has a contact, surely this can be arranged. If nothing else there’s a butcher somewhere nearby who might be willing to part with even half of a cow for the right price.
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Date: 2019-12-12 09:46 pm (UTC)“Faasnu. I did not come to devour all of your feast. Nor anything else.” Is… is that a joke. Is he teasing them. There’s a glint in his eyes. “But your hospitality is bravely offered. I will gladly accept it. Kaan haalvut. I sense a familiar blessing upon you. It would please me greatly to honor the gods with you. Though perhaps from here, yes?”
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Date: 2019-12-12 10:30 pm (UTC)“I- it would be our pleasure, lord,” he stammers, trying to get a hold of himself. He can’t tell if this is the best thing to ever happen or the most terrifying. Okay, closer to the former. The dragon seems less likely (and able) to crush him on a whim than the likes of Hircine. Still, he clings to Jim’s arm protectively before he manages a bow.
“I am named Felix Caelus- and this is my husband, James T. Kirk.” You can’t eat people if you know their names. That’s… a rule he may have made up.
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Date: 2019-12-12 11:06 pm (UTC)“We were wed in Cyrodiil only the day before.” Jim confirms with a nod that must be rather more jerky than confident. This, all of this, feels like some kind of fever dream. He’s always needled Felix, always said he wanted to meet a dragon. Well? Here they are.
“How would you have us address you, in turn?” Only now is a smile curling at the edges of Jim’s mouth again. Excitement, thrill, curiosity. Suddenly he’s ravenous for knowledge, anything he could talk about with their new guest. If they’re not going to be eaten then this is an opportunity Jim will kick himself for the rest of his life were he not to take it.
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Date: 2019-12-13 12:05 am (UTC)This seems to be important, but he sounds calm enough. “Lok, Thu’um. Blessings upon you both. It has been long since I was permitted to join the festivities of mortalkind.”
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Date: 2019-12-13 12:20 am (UTC)“Well met, Paarthurnax. We are beyond grateful to have your blessing.” He takes a cautious step closer, wearing his excitement on his sleeve now. The strangled noise Felix makes might have been his name as the conjurer's fingers clutch tightly into Jim's arm to keep him from moving closer still. Jim's unable to help but show how excited he is for this to actually be happening. “Please. Feel free to stay and enjoy the music and company as much as you’d like. I...I have to confess I’d sit here most of the night to talk if I could.”
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Date: 2019-12-13 12:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-12-13 06:48 pm (UTC)“Thank you,” he manages. “As- as Jim says, we are beyond fortunate. I’m certain we’ll have no end of questions to ask.” Although first-first he needs to find all the others and tell them not to get upset when they see this creature perched at the edge of the wedding party...