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
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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: 2019-12-20 08:57 pm (UTC)The explanation of the difference between worlds brings an enchanted smile to Aziraphale's face. "Oh, how fascinating. I had heard that you were both from different worlds." He nudges his demonic partner in the side. "Doesn't it remind you of that novella I was reading, Crowley? The one about the astronaut traveling back to Roman times?"
He's purposefully leaving out the plot; Aziraphale has developed a penchant for steamy romance novels as of late -- 'research' as he likes to call them, although the only thing he's learned is that none of them are terribly realistic. He nestles under Crowley's arm and smiles at Jim curiously. "And I'm assuming you met in the Nexus?"
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Date: 2019-12-22 02:57 am (UTC)"Hardly. A man from our time falling in love with a governor after being noticed while he's been working as a servant in the politician's house like these two?" He shakes his head at the angel. "You're reading too much into these stories, you know." Smut isn't exactly quality fiction, Aziraphale. Vague similarities do not a similar love story make!
Crowley is curious about how the hosting couple met, though. He arches an eyebrow at Jim and slouches against the angel. "Must be more interesting than suddenly coming into existence next to one another." Maybe it can be a story they can borrow when they speak to mortals who aren't able to handle the idea of a demon and an angel who have known each other since The Beginning being in a relationship?
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Date: 2019-12-23 12:19 am (UTC)"Well, I don't know about that. Felix and I were introduced by an old friend of mine at a holiday party in the Nexus. Everything else...we sort of just kept running into each other and never stopped." His shrug is a bit helpless. This is the PG-13 version of how they met, of course, so most of the story here is being omitted. Jim's choice in Halloween costumes included.
"I'm uh." He holds out a hand to shake. "Jim Kirk, by the way. It's nice to meet both of you. What sort of world do you originate from, if it wouldn't be rude to ask. Is it an Earth?" Certainly a lot of people do seem to hail from some form or another of it.
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Date: 2019-12-26 11:09 pm (UTC)Besides, he's not reading it for the plot.He could go on, but Crowley has obtained one of those pies and is draped over him like the affectionate serpent that he is, so he'll let Crowley have the last word if he wants it. Besides, Jim is explaining how they actually met, which is rather realistic and straight-forward from what he knows of human courtship.
"Jim Kirk, lovely to meet you." He shakes the Captain's hand. "I met your alternate the very first day I was here, he gave me excellent information about Alpha Centauri. And yes, we're from Earth." He hesitates a moment, then adds fretfully, "I never know a good time to mention this in conversation, but Crowley has let the cat partially out of the bag. I'm an angel and he's a demon, in case you were wondering."
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Date: 2019-12-27 01:27 am (UTC)Spoiler alert: Aziraphale is never reading those books for the plot."See? Completely normal, angel." Humans can simply be introduced and hit it off without all the extra nonsense that romance novels like to include. The multiverse tends toward chaos, but the simplest explanation is usually the right one. Crowley grins down at Aziraphale and then turns a smile to Jim. "Glad it worked out for you two. It's a lovely party you're throwing."
He always forgets that what they are is a big deal to humans. Well, not all humans, but a large number of them are a bit ruffled by the news that they're an angel and a demon. Crowley chuckles as he shakes Jim's hand and then goes back to
cuddlingsprawling all over his angel. "We're not here to disrupt anything, promise," he assures Jim. "We heard about the invite and decided to see what kind of party the good people of the Nexus we're cooking up this time." With all the food and drink offerings, it's quickly rising to the top of Crowley's list of favorites.no subject
Date: 2019-12-29 04:22 am (UTC)"I uh, I'm glad the food's something you can both eat readily enough then. Plus, I'm not even sure the blessings of gods from different Planes would even affect either of you adversely."
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Date: 2019-12-29 03:42 pm (UTC)Besides, if anyone's doing the corrupting around here, it's the celestial being who's avidly reading the romance novels."The food is blessed?" he asks curiously, turning a bit in Crowley's affectionate grip so he can look at the buffet table. "No, I don't think that should have an impact, we would have sensed any sort of magic detrimental to us. There's no holy water lurking about, I'm assuming?" That's the only thing that would truly concern him.
"Oh, and, ah... in case you were wondering, eating is not something that angels from my world normally do. I'm rather the exception to the rule."
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Date: 2020-01-08 10:16 pm (UTC)"I think we would have noticed if anything had been blessed with holy water by now, angel," he assures Aziraphale. Crowley also has an innate sense of finding the stuff when it's about (old habits take centuries to die off when you're immortal), so he's far less worried about the idea than his partner. Another old habit that refuses to let go, it seems.
"Demons, on the other hand, love to try all sorts of food. Hence your recommendation about the hand-pies being very on the mark for us." He winks at Jim and then motions to the pie he set aside. "If you've any other recommendations, we'd gladly take them. We've tried a lot of the sweets, but haven't gotten much to the savory yet."
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Date: 2020-01-10 02:26 pm (UTC)The captain raises a hand to absently rub at the back of his neck while he thinks it over.
"Well, the foods here for anyone to enjoy, so if you eat go nuts." better than having to try and find...whatever else it is Aziraphale might otherwise consume to sustain himself. It's hard to remember he has to check himself form grinning outright Crowley's way--he's talking to an Actual Demon here. He's in enough trouble with Felix already if this gets out.
"There's a huge variety from both our worlds, actually. Mister Suou's made the best damn plo'meek soup anyone's going to taste in my world and a variety of other vegetable dishes that'd make even a Gorn's mouth water if it could. Though if it's Nirnish cuisine you find yourself partial to given the pies, we've also got a rabbit and mushroom stew right out of the Brumese cookbooks with cornbread alongside."
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Date: 2020-01-12 04:24 pm (UTC)"Ah, an entire pantheon," he says with no small measure of curiosity. "And that doesn't conflict at all with your beliefs?" Inter-faith relationships can be tricky, can't they? He's curious to learn how these two humans deal with it.
Aziraphale would giggle at the notion of needing something to sustain his corporation, as if he were a vampire or other occult being. He'll want to try the plo'meek soup out of sheer curiosity, but it's the rabbit stew that has his eyes lighting up. "I have to say, I am quite partial to your husband's cuisine. It reminds me of meals from our own past. Very nostalgic."
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Date: 2020-01-16 03:13 am (UTC)"I believe the word mortals use these days is 'vintage'," he jokes, grinning in Aziraphale's direction. It has been a while since they've had anything quite like a rabbit stew, though. No restaurant they've been to in the past few years has come close to anything like that. "I have to say I'm quite excited about trying something we've never had available to us until now. It's not often mortals come up with something we've never tried, let alone never heard of." He pauses and nudges his angel gently in the shoulder. "What d'you say we start with the new and end with the old? Sate ourselves with the familiar at the end, hm?"
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Date: 2020-01-18 06:02 pm (UTC)"There's no conflict there. Rather, the only struggles we've seen at all are people from my world trying to grasp the idea of it." Jim doesn't drop Aziraphale or Crowley's gaze but he's clearly not comfortable either. "So far as Felix has been able to confirm, there are no higher beings like that in my universe. But there are in his. I'm fairly certain I've seen proof of them, even." There's so much more he could say on the matter. Things he'd like to point out he's tried for the sake of scientific inquiry.
But this seems like a potentially upsetting topic so he stops there. After a few moments of silence he gestures to the food.
"But please. I meant no disrespect. Please. Enjoy yourselves here."
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Date: 2020-01-19 04:02 pm (UTC)It's one thing to be an atheist. Humans can get by perfectly well without religion or a belief in the spiritual. But the same isn't true for an angel. In a world without God, where would that leave him? Maybe he should rethink that vacation to Alpha Centauri...
Crowley's joke earns a weak smile from Aziraphale, who is actively trying to shake off his bout of existential awkwardness. "'Vintage' is not a word you ought to apply to stew, Crowley. I'm sure it's been made fresh. Certainly, we can try things in that order."
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Date: 2020-01-24 12:36 am (UTC)God, where they come from, lets everyone believe that because She's doing whatever She pleases, but a place with absolutely no gods? Crowley finds it hard to believe a universe could simply come into existence without any provocation.
Aziraphale gets an eye roll for that behind Crowley's dark glasses. "You know what I meant, angel." Don't call him out on his word choices in front of other people! It makes things awkward. "I'm sure it'll all be good and fresh at a celebration like this."
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Date: 2020-01-26 01:45 pm (UTC)"Well, it's hard to Really know for certain. We can't exactly prove it definitively. That there's nothing out there, I mean. We have scientific explanations for a good chunk of the basics. Plus, that's not to say my world didn't used to have a huge focus on several organized religions...some of which still exist. Though by now they're most often practiced out of cultural tradition." It's just. Well. Nothing ever came of it. After their First Contact and the discoveries that came after it just made more sense to look forward rather than keep repeating the same history over and over again just because of belief.
"Considering how difficult it is for anyone or anything of magical inclination to utilize their abilities in my world though...I wouldn't be surprised if it really were the case. It seems to be a dearth of paracausal energy." He offers both angel and demon a small, diplomatic shake of his head and the tiniest of shrugs.
He's still working through observation logs and hypotheses. Jury's out yet.
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Date: 2020-01-26 04:50 pm (UTC)Not that his relief lasts. "You mean to say that anyone with magical or supernatural ability has trouble with their powers while visiting your world?" He sighs, clearly dismayed, and looks at Crowley. "Well, that scraps the visit to Alpha Centauri, doesn't it? Unless you're willing to go native. I'm not sure I am in all honesty..."
As much as Aziraphale likes living among humans, he does not feel the desire to emulate all of life's little inconveniences. That's like roughing it in the woods versus staying at a fancy hotel. There's no contest.
"So it's all... physics, then?" The look he gives Jim is confused. "And the aliens? There aren't any alien gods to speak of?" He'd take an alien god at this point.
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Date: 2020-01-30 11:22 pm (UTC)"Maybe not in this man's universe. Maybe the other captain has better luck in his version?" Seems unlikely, but a demon can imagine a universe in which this is possible if he tries. He frowns at Aziraphale and draws his angel closer. Really, it shouldn't be too much to ask for the two of them to be able to visit Alpha Centauri together someday!
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Date: 2020-02-08 12:47 am (UTC)"In my reality, yes. So far as we've found. But Mister Crowley does have a point. Your cosmos might be much different than mine. I've got a pretty good hunch my husband's greater solar system can't even be glimpsed in any way I know how to traverse it. It's planetary map seems impossible and that's before..." Jim realizes he's getting into the weeds more than a bit and reins himself back in. Reaches up to adjust his tie while he clears his throat.
"Plenty of other sentient life though. There's nearly two hundred species represented by my galaxy's Federation of Planets. Many more we've yet to meet or treaty with."
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Date: 2020-02-09 02:52 am (UTC)He'd like to see the stars that his demon made, too, but that's a different sort of journey. He smiles up at Crowley reassuringly. "Yes, perhaps. I'll ask him later. And if not, we'll think of something else. As Jim here says, there are all sorts of worlds out there. I'm sure we can find one where space travel and the divine co-exist."
He returns his attention to Jim, existential concerns shunted off for the time being. This is the man's wedding reception, after all, it's important to keep the conversation light. "Ah, that's so many! How are you all able to get along?" An idea occurs to him and he asks animatedly, "A universal translator, perhaps? Humans did so well before the Tower of Babel fell, didn't they, Crowley?"