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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: 2019-12-28 02:58 pm (UTC)
conjuredskies: (Surprised)
From: [personal profile] conjuredskies
Felix's hand is under Jim's arm, steadying him subtly as he helps his husband rise to his feet. He's not quite as inebriated nor as immediately comfortable with children as Jim; in fact he's a little surprised to see them, mostly because it's the Nexus. Above his easy smile, his eyes flit over the children in their fancy clothes, remembering being taken to weddings as a little boy in formal robes. All part of his education, of learning to be a proper citizen.

He catches that wistful look on Jim's face, but Loki's presence distracts him from any premonitions there. The conjurer bows respectfully to the god, genuinely touched that he'd pay them a visit. But he gives another small bow to the children, accepting the boxes the little girl is insistent on handing over.

"We're honored to have you join us," he says politely. "And by such kindness! I am Felix-" they're only children, how much formality is reasonable? "and this is Jim."

Date: 2019-12-29 05:13 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] coldsong
Loki hasn't forgotten the last conversation he had with Felix, and his gaze is mild but pensive as it lingers on his face. But this is not the occasion to call forth anything resembling tension or disagreement--so he thinks, at least--and his smile is friendly. For Jim, it's a touch brighter, only because he's highly amused by the state he's in. It may warrant a chat with the children later, but in the meantime it's clear the Captain is a gentle and friendly drunk (whether the culprit is magic or drink or both), so that's fine.

"I feel compelled to make a point of correction, though," he says. "I didn't make the gifts personally, I commissioned them from a wholly mundane metalworker, so there will be no further issues forthcoming from them."

Yeah, he went there. In the boxes are a matching set of brooches, the exact design of the one he enchanted for Jim before, which caused more trouble than he anticipated. And there's no magic on these.

The two girls seem to warm up to Jim instantly, perfectly willing to accept his guidance and go get food. Sigrid does glance back at Loki, who nods and crouches to set Eindrid down. "Stay within earshot, I don't want you lot wandering off down the streets without me. But yes, do eat. Una, why don't you make a plate for Agnarr?"

Because Sigrid will be looking after her brother, so it will make for a fair division of labor.

Date: 2019-12-30 09:53 pm (UTC)
conjuredskies: (Surprised)
From: [personal profile] conjuredskies
Jim has such an easy manner with the children, Felix can't but smile at the scene. Envy his husband, a little, for how quickly he wins them over. No surprise, though: he knows exactly what he's doing, and Felix nods approval. Getting to stuff your face with special party treats is half of the fun for a child at these things. He only hesitates when Jim turns to him for an opinion.

"Ah- not too different, I'd imagine, but Mr. Suou's made all kinds of special recipes from my homeland. Do you like berries? The snowberry pastries are delicious."

He's had enough to drink that he's not over-vigilant about the lingering look he draws from Loki- but he does cough at that gentle poke about the brooch. Jim must have relayed the tale, or at least the gist of it. It makes more sense yet after he's given one box to his husband, unwrapping his with deft fingers to peek inside.

"It's beautiful," he says sincerely, turning it so the fine metalwork catches the light. "Thank you truly- for the gift, and your care." His smile is a touch rueful, though sincere. "Though I'm sure there'd be no issue, anyway. We cleared all of that up rather handily." Right, Jim? "I think it all turned out for the better, with Father learning the truth."

Date: 2020-01-02 01:39 pm (UTC)
coldsong: credit to citadel-icons on IJ (Exhilarated)
From: [personal profile] coldsong
“I don’t believe we have snowberries,” Loki says, petting Sigrid’s hair as the kids prepare to scamper off. “But I have yet to find anything sweet and fruity they don’t like. Don’t let Ein make himself sick, all right?”

The girls have brakes and won’t over-indulge past the point of an intense sugar high. A toddler will.

He watches to make sure he sees where the children go, and there’s a possibility he’ll be sending an illusion out to keep an eye on them later, but for the moment everyone seems to be comfortable in the party crowd.

He’s pleased by the reaction to his gifts, watching the light dawn on first Felix and then Jim with a slow, impish smile. “Oh, don’t worry, I don’t feel guilty about it. It was an unintended consequence, mind you, but—well, all’s well that ends well.”

He can’t help but find the story funny, in retrospect. “If you wanted, I could certainly enchant them against fire or water to increase their durability, but I imagined you could get those kinds of protections in Felix’s world, as well, so I left them as is. Congratulations on your nuptials.”

Date: 2020-01-05 07:33 pm (UTC)
conjuredskies: (Careful)
From: [personal profile] conjuredskies
"We'll keep them quite safe," Felix assures him. These aren't just pretty gifts - they're a memory, of shared moments as well as Loki himself. On which subject... Felix focuses a little more, studying Loki as politely as he can.

"Your charges seem to be thriving-" the one child notwithstanding. "I hope the same can be said for you... and your researches?"

Careful, careful. Jim is well aware of what lies beneath this particular euphemism (for once) but there's no need to go making it obvious to anyone else.

Date: 2020-01-09 11:13 pm (UTC)
coldsong: (Are you sure about this)
From: [personal profile] coldsong
There's a hint of softness that creeps into the god's expression at the mention of his children thriving. His gaze trails after them, and he makes a soft hum. Looks can be somewhat deceiving. All of them have a rocky road ahead, still, but all are far from broken.

His eyes snap back to Felix when asked about his researches, sharp and searching, then dissolving into weary uncertainty. He knows what he's talked to Felix about, remembers the conversation with Jim, and that vague question could be referring to either of those things. Loki has just had his fingers in everything of late. "Right, which project are you referring to? The one where I'm trying to prevent the end of the world, or one of the other ones that involve dire threats to the people I hold dear?"

It's a dry statement, almost humorous, but the look on his face isn't exactly droll. "Either way, it's not exactly small talk; are you sure you want an honest answer?"

Date: 2020-01-18 03:15 pm (UTC)
conjuredskies: (Careful)
From: [personal profile] conjuredskies
Felix almost chuckles, if not for the expression Loki is wearing. Ask a God of Mischief how his schemes are doing, what answer can you expect but 'you'll need to be more specific?'

There's that look, though, and the way Loki asks if he really wants an answer. Felix has been on the receiving end of that kind of question a lot, and he's learned: when your brother or a guard captain or a god asks 'Are you sure?' like that, you damn well reconsider. So the consideration is there, a thoughtful look in his eyes while he smiles and demurs.

"Perhaps not the best conversation for this moment then," he says lightly. "And saving the world sounds rather out of my league, in any case. But last time we spoke you had, ah, questions for me about the crows. Which I wasn't able to help you with at the time. But if it's still a matter you're concerned with, I might be able to point you in a helpful direction, for later."

Date: 2020-01-20 04:07 am (UTC)
coldsong: credit to citadel-icons on IJ (Calculating)
From: [personal profile] coldsong
"Saving the world is out of everybody's league, that's the problem," there's no hesitation in his voice this time, nothing coy, just something dark and slightly acerbic.

His lips press into a thin line, discomfort tangible. Crows. He'd almost forgotten. Almost, but not quite. He's had puzzle pieces in his brain all year, linked together but forming no particular picture even when connected. "I don't know," he says. "What changed?"

That's a question for Felix, but his gaze is quick to swivel to Jim next, and if either of them was hoping he'd gloss over that namedrop, be confused or miss that Nocturnal clearly refers to a person and not a time of day, they can banish that hope at once.

His eyebrows go up. "Well. I suppose I'd better be looking into it now, hadn't I, if you're ready to drop the information at last. I wasn't aware that marriage loosened tongues so."

Date: 2020-01-25 03:05 pm (UTC)
conjuredskies: (What?)
From: [personal profile] conjuredskies
Even if Loki wasn't so sharp, the grimace of sudden pain that cracks Felix's expression would be another clue. He hides it quick enough, shooting Jim a Look, but it's really too late for that.

He wants to elbow his husband, or demand What in Oblivion did you do that for? Were it not that Loki's standing there watching, expecting an answer with eyebrows pointedly raised... Felix pulls a sheepish smile, clears his throat. And elbows his husband just a little bit when Loki's eyes are directed at his face. No more of the Cyrodillic brandy for you, Jim.

"Not that, so much. More a matter of having time to consider. And now that our wedding is safely done and blessed by the better part of a dozen gods, let's say it feels a bit less like pushing my luck to share some of what I know." He shrugs. "Though I would have spoken with you sooner, most likely, if the preparations hadn't taken most of my... ah, focus."

Date: 2020-02-03 03:00 pm (UTC)
coldsong: Hollow Art (chaotic pretty)
From: [personal profile] coldsong
"Most likely," he echoes softly, his expression mild, but his eyes saying he doesn't believe a bit of it. There's no threat in his face or voice, though, the brief fit of pique smoothing over into something else that's trickier to read.

"You say that you reconsider now because you have less to lose, protected by the blessings of so many gods. To that I say no, I think that you have found that you have something to gain, else there would be no point in interrupting the status quo as you found it."

He clasps his hands behind his back, and rocks on his toes for a second, thinking, looking more like a professor considering whether to allow a student an extension on turning in his assignment, than a god. "Still, why should I quarrel with your gain, if it comes with a gain to me, as well?"

"What would you have me know of this deity, then? I assume speaking their name again will only draw excessive attention from them." If, indeed, they have not already drawn this god's eyes.

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