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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!))

Date: 2019-12-22 05:18 pm (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (How much for the gun?)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
There’s something to be said for not having muscles that can tire. Groot will get tired of dancing eventually, but it will take far longer for wooden joints to have enough and need a rest. In the meantime, he makes an effort to copy some of what his new friend does, a feedback loop of sorts that creates a dance that’s wholly theirs.

Rocket watches from the sidelines, his smile a little watery, not that he’d admit it if somebody confronted him. There was a while where he thought he’d never see his kid dance again, and it still feels like a miracle every time he looks at the treenager. He rubs at his eyes and wipes his fingers clean on his shirt, and watches the two of them. And the man that Groot’s dance partner was with before she abandoned him to frolic with the tree child, who doesn’t look nearly as eager to dance as the other two. Oh, look, how could they have gotten standing so close to each other? A mystery and certainly not deliberate, no sir. Ho-hum. “Not the dancing type, eh?”

Date: 2019-12-22 08:38 pm (UTC)
heirtothearcane: (Um...)
From: [personal profile] heirtothearcane
Rocket has an easy target on his hands if he's looking to be sly. The mage is oblivious to any sidling, focusing instead on nursing the wine glass in his hands and watching Runa. Getting to watch his wife instead of generally being awkward was an unexpected benefit of getting married. One he's taken full advantage of thusfar.

Being addressed by someone he didn't know was nearby startles him out of his thoughts. He blinks down at the talking raccoon and flounders a little before finding his words again.

"Oh, um... I... I can dance..." He looks back to Runa, throwing her arms in the air and laughing like nobody's watching. "But not like that. More... formal." He looks back hopefully to his new conversational partner. "Do you waltz?"

Date: 2019-12-23 01:01 am (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
Prepare to be disappointed, unfortunately. Rocket barks out a surprised laugh. “Waltz? Nah, that ain’t for me. Not a lotta folk short enough, for one thing.” That’s his excuse and he’s sticking to it. Doesn’t stop him from humming along, though, or singing along when no one else is listening.

He nods towards the dance floor instead, where Groot is gyrating and flailing alongside Runa in a carefree, youthful display of enthusiasm. “He’s been into grooving since he was a twig. Doesn’t get it from me. But I like to watch ‘im, you know?”

Date: 2019-12-26 05:26 pm (UTC)
heirtothearcane: (Innocuous)
From: [personal profile] heirtothearcane
Viatorus opens his mouth to ask if there aren't other raccoons who like to dance, but hesitates. Walking, talking raccoons like this seem more like something out of a Fae world than American countryside. Best not accidentally insult anyone.

Thankfully, the maybe-fae has a change of conversation Viatorus can get behind. He perks up visibly, nodding along. "I know. I-I understand, I mean. I, um, I like watching Runa, too. Not in a creepy way," he adds hastily. "Just... I like to see her having fun. Especially with new people. I'm not so good at that. It's good to see nothing's stopping her from making new friends."

Date: 2019-12-27 02:35 am (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (How much for the gun?)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
The rapid backtrack makes Rocket grin in amusement, reminding him of Quill when the man's realized he's accidentally digging a hole for himself and making it worse. Which is a lot. And Rocket totally didn't miss that about him, really. Lies.

"Oh, she ain't gettin' rid of Groot," he says with a chuckle. "Kid takes a liking to somebody and that's it. 'specially if they got something in common." He watches Groot trying to lead Runa in a dance that he's just made up on the spot, energetic and chaotic and full of so much life that it almost brings an actual tear to the raccoon's eye. Almost. "Yeah, he's got... he's got a way with folks. Always did, even when he was big."

Rocket, not so much. But if Groot and Runa have decided to become friends, there's a good chance they're gonna run into each other again, so he looks back up at the guy. "Name's Rocket."

Date: 2019-12-27 10:44 am (UTC)
heirtothearcane: (Distant smiles)
From: [personal profile] heirtothearcane
The scholar stifles a little smile. It wouldn't do to say anything disparaging of his wife, but he does wonder which of the two dancers is more likely to be caught out by the other. Runa may not know this strange dance she's being shown, but that's not going to stop her from giving it a good try.

"Rocket," he repeats, trying to make it sound less like a word and more like a name. He smiles at his new friend and gives a little nod. "I'm Viatorus. Nice to meet you."

Date: 2019-12-29 10:54 pm (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (Come again?)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
Is it nice to meet him? Rocket eyes him, trying to gauge his sincerity. People say that sorta thing a lot, especially Terrans. Better than calling him vermin or whatever though, so he'll take it. "That your girlfriend, then?" he asks, nodding toward Runa. Out on the dancefloor, Groot is taking to Runa's enthusiasm with his own to match, a broad smile on his face as the treenager cheers her on.

Date: 2019-12-30 01:38 pm (UTC)
heirtothearcane: (Innocuous)
From: [personal profile] heirtothearcane
There is nothing insincere in the way Viatorus treats him. True, it's a little odd, and his politeness is reflexive, but he's also a terrible liar. Besides, Rocket hasn't been anything but polite and nice thusfar. There's a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, so he's not feeling quite as awkward as usual, which is always a good sign.

"Oh, no, no. She's my wife." And he finds as soon as he answers that it still feels strange to say. In turn, Viatorus nods towards Groot. "Are you his... guardian?"

Date: 2020-01-01 11:18 pm (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (Smile)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
For reasons Viatorus won't understand, the word choice makes Rocket laugh out loud. More of a hearty chuckle, perhaps. "Yeah, guess you could say that. He's... he's my kid." He trusts most people are smart enough to figure out by themselves that they're not actually related, and also that it doesn't matter as far as Rocket is concerned.

Date: 2020-01-02 11:41 am (UTC)
heirtothearcane: (Genial subjects)
From: [personal profile] heirtothearcane
Considering the obvious species difference, and the way Rocket talks about him, it seemed like the logical conclusion. Which is why the laughter confuses him, but then Rocket is agreeing with him before he has time to get anxious.

"Have you been caring for him for long? Runa and I have only been married a year." With a pause and then a shrug he corrects, "A year and a half."

Date: 2020-01-05 03:18 am (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (Sad thoughts)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
Oh, well, that's a more complicated question than it probably appears. Rocket's face scrunches up a little as he considers how to answer. "Been at least four years now, somethin' like that. It's... he used to be bigger. A while back. Wasn't the same then."

Date: 2020-01-06 05:05 pm (UTC)
heirtothearcane: (Quiet revelations)
From: [personal profile] heirtothearcane
"Oh." Viatorus looks back to Groot and thinks quietly to himself. He's not sure how that makes sense, for something to get smaller but still be so very much alive. On the one hand, it's clear from Rocket's expression that whatever happened probably wasn't good. On the other, he's intensely curious.

"I... don't think I understand. Can I ask what happened?"

Date: 2020-01-08 02:24 am (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (Devastated)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
Rocket's face tightens a little, clenching his fingers into little fists. "He died," he says bluntly, maybe a little sharper than he intends. He's looking at Groot, though, and watching the treenager frolic on the dance floor - seeing him alive and happy - it helps, a bit.

He doesn't relax his posture, but his tone gentles a little. "Regrew him from a twig. He'll be a coupla feet taller once he's all grown up again."

Date: 2020-01-08 09:19 pm (UTC)
heirtothearcane: (Thoroughly troubled)
From: [personal profile] heirtothearcane
"I'm sorry," he whispers and looks worriedly over to Groot, as if he might keel over at any moment.

For a minute he fidgets quietly, wondering what that must have been like. Wondering how Rocket felt about all of that. Instead when he looks at his short companion again he asks, "Is it like... reincarnation?"

Date: 2020-01-10 03:38 am (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (How much for the gun?)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
Oblivious to being the center of their concern, Groot laughs, reaching out for Runa's hands so that they can spin around together. Tragic backstory or not, he's having the time of his life.

Rocket tilts his head up a little, raising his chin. "Y'know, I dunno. Maybe he'll remember the stuff we did back when he was big someday, but it's been four years already. He's... he's alive. That's what matters." That, at least, he believes with all his heart.

He shakes off the melancholy and looks up at Viatorus. "You got any kids?"

Date: 2020-01-10 10:37 am (UTC)
heirtothearcane: (Um...)
From: [personal profile] heirtothearcane
Spinning is one of Runa's favourite things to do in a dance. Though she will swing full pelt, only momentum and Groot's imbalance will work in her favour. After all, she doesn't weigh quite as much as a tree, even a small one.

"And he's happy," Viatorus adds quietly. It's a wonder, really. To have gone through so much and to be so happy and free. The mage can understand why someone like Runa could be like that, but Groot? He has the secret to happiness despite trauma and Viatorus finds a desperate longing for that knowledge creeping up on him. That is, until Rocket surprises him with a question.

At first he blinks at his new friend, then looks back to the dancers. As if that might hide the blush on his cheeks. "No. Um. No, not yet. W-We will, just... Not yet."

Quickly he turns back to Rocket. "Do you?"

Date: 2020-01-14 01:45 am (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (Heh heh heh)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
Rocket snickers at the look on the poor guy's face. Aw, how cute. "Smart. It ain't as easy as folk say it is."

He tilts his head toward the dance floor a little. "Other than Groot, nah. Got too many adults to keep alive to keep track of another kid." He copes by laughing; it's how he keeps the pain away. Pretending he didn't lose them all, even if he got them back in the end. "He's plenty for me. For us, I mean. 'specially now that he's old enough he ain't just shoving everything into his mouth."

Date: 2020-01-17 11:22 pm (UTC)
heirtothearcane: (Innocuous)
From: [personal profile] heirtothearcane
That only makes his blush deepen. "I'm sure it's not."

Although it's probably going to be much easier with tutors and nannies and servants. Presuming Runa will let any of them near her child once she gets her hands on one.

"Oh! You're not alone? Do you have a..." He hesitates over which word to use. "... girlfriend?"

Date: 2020-01-18 01:29 am (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (Hard at work)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
Hesitation or not, Rocket gives him the funniest look at that. "What? Nah. Ain't a lotta folks into freaks like me." Well, there was Lylla, but he hasn't seen her for ages. "It's a... a family. A buncha losers who broke outta prison together."

That's totally how families happen, he's pretty sure.

"We're the Guardians of the Galaxy," he says, quelling the pang in his chest at the reminder that for a while, he'd been the only one. "Big-time galaxy savers now. Not surprised if you ain't heard of us though. Lotta people here haven't." Which is kind of annoying, but it is what it is.

Date: 2020-01-21 07:19 pm (UTC)
heirtothearcane: (Setbacks)
From: [personal profile] heirtothearcane
The moment Rocket mentions prison, Viatorus' eyes go wide and swivel towards his new friend in an effort to be somewhat polite in his shock. He wouldn't have expected he was talking to a criminal. One whose story gets stranger and stranger despite skipping over any detail. It takes Viatorus a second to avert his eyes and another minute to think of something to say.

"Mm, well nobody's heard of my family here either, so I know what you mean." He trails into an awkward mutter, adding, "It drives my sister up the wall..."

A small, dry cough doesn't quite shift his discomfort so, voice low, he asks, "C-Can I ask why you were in prison?"

Date: 2020-01-22 06:19 pm (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (*wink wink*)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
Skipping details to watch people squirm is something Rocket enjoys quite a bit. He’s got to get his entertainment somewhere, right? He tries not to chuckle too obviously at the look on his new acquaintance’s face though.

“You can ask,” he says, and leaves a pause just long enough to make it seem like he’s not gonna answer before he cracks a smile. “Petty theft, mercenary activity. Got busted trying to live capture a bounty and now he’s one of the family.” Also arson and fourteen prior escapes from incarceration, but if Rocket says that, this guy might just run off screaming. Which would be funny, but then his wife would probably go after him, and Groot’s having too much fun to break it up so soon.

Date: 2020-01-22 09:47 pm (UTC)
heirtothearcane: (Working through falsehoods)
From: [personal profile] heirtothearcane
When Rocket gives him permission to ask, Viatorus' stomach drops. For the uncomfortably long amount of time Rocket stays quiet, the mage thinks that he's about to find himself in trouble. So hearing him answer gets a breath of relief. Especially to hear that there's no murder involved.

That doesn't stop him from subconsciously touching his jacket, reminding himself of his precious compass in his inside pocket.

"That, um... That sounds like... Like a very strange story." He clears his throat to buy him time while he wraps his head around this. "You know, I don't think I've met someone who's been in prison before. Not even here. There are so many different people here and I've never met one who went to jail."
Edited Date: 2020-01-22 09:47 pm (UTC)

Date: 2020-01-26 03:15 am (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (*wink wink*)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
"Not that you know about," Rocket answers without hesitation. Partly to see the look on his face, and partly because hell, it could be true. It's not like folks who've done time have a big I've Been To Prison sign on their foreheads.

Still, he has a lazy grin as he winks up at Viatorus. "It's a hell of a long story. Think Groot and your wife are gonna get tired of dancing way before I'd finish telling it."

Date: 2020-01-26 04:39 pm (UTC)
heirtothearcane: (Inquisitive)
From: [personal profile] heirtothearcane
Viatorus blinks, his eyes opening again a fair bit wider than before. That... is a thought. One he'd never considered before. Why hadn't he...? Oh! Isidor! Isidor would have stopped him from interacting with people who'd been in prison, surely... Unless he'd just met them once or twice in the Nexus. He wonders if Lyall is able to do on the spot multiversal background checks...

Clearing his throat, he opts to change the subject before his head spins any faster. "Have-Have you been in space before?"

Date: 2020-01-31 02:03 am (UTC)
ididntasktogetmade: (Heh heh heh)
From: [personal profile] ididntasktogetmade
Haha, worth it. Chew on that, good sir.

"Every damn day of my life, almost." Rocket sounds amused, proud, and slightly condescending all at once. "Been to more planets than I can count. Always work no matter what corner of the galaxy you've got yourself into, and some of the sights are worth the trip. You?"

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