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: 2020-01-01 01:15 pm (UTC)"I am indeed." He moves back half a step so he can sweep a bow, trying to place Arrakar- Arrakaaran? - in his mind. "Felix Caelus- well, Felix Caelus Kirk, now, I suppose. We haven't fussed over those details yet." Jim doesn't place much weight on paperwork and Felix only cares about how he can use it. "Auxiliary and sometime battlemage of the Imperial Legion of Tamriel. At your service, sir."
It's a slightly inflated title: Felix does this by habit because he wants to make a good impression, nobody's caught him yet and he certainly thinks it should be true. If he's keen to impress, though, he looks equally impressed himself by the lantern Rondo holds up.
"The perfect gift for a wedding," he agrees, admiring the metalwork. His easy smile has softened a little. "Or for this season, in my people's tradition. Oh, but- hang on, let me fetch him. Jim!" There's a flash of silver-blue as his familiar darts past him to help, finding Jim and butting his leg with a whine. A friend is here!
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Date: 2020-01-01 02:46 pm (UTC)"I'll be right--oof! Hey!" And now Felix is in a bit of trouble. Because while, yes, Jim will be along shortly his first instinct isn't to turn and follow the wolf. Instead he sinks down onto one knee and buries his hands in it's ruff with a happy little drunken chuckle. "Well hello there. Have you all met Felix's familiar? It's really well behaved." So many pets incoming! And not just from Jim. Ear scritches and many sniffs and pats. Such a handsome and good boy the familiar is. Pavel in particular cannot get over this lupine made out of starlight and will not stop cooing over it.
But soon enough it'll have to back away from the people when Felix commands it to and whine at Jim to follow. It might take him a second to steady himself when he gets up but he'll follow right after until he spies his husband and...!!!
Is that Rondo?! Jim's not totally sure because the kid didn't really look any kind of right the only time they met in person and everything since then has been short PINpoint texts now and again usually short and to the point answering questions the other might send their way.
"Sorry, I'm here!" Sorry for being late perhaps or maybe another thing entirely. "Is that Rondo?" Let him just insert himself right into this little conversation with a grin for the Arraka'aran. "It's been way too long, my friend! Thank you for coming all the way out here--I hope it's not too cold?"
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Date: 2020-01-02 03:29 am (UTC)"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm Rondo dan Olorthavaas," he says, and returns the bow, though the way he moves is tight and reserved rather than sweeping, a light bend at the waist. He offers an armclasp then, though. Significantly shorter than Felix, he'll have to reach up, but his grip is firm. "A pleasure to meet you."
Battlemage? His brows crease a little at that title, which is foreign to the point of striking him as bizarre. "We...don't have those where I'm from. Is it...um. A dangerous profession?"
A unified planetary government means that wars within Arraka'ar itself are few and far between since the Revolution. Civil unrest is always possible, but there's been nothing serious within Rondo's lifetime, which means the military is entirely devoted to defense of the planet and its colonies. There are mages in the military just the same as there are in most other professions, but they would be force-mages, elementalists, maybe healers, and would bear the same ranks as their nonmagical counterparts.
The familiar darting past visibly distracts him, and he blinks after it for a moment. There will be Questions later. Especially when he gets a better look at it, because like many of his kind, he's frightened of dogs.
"...um." What was he about to say? "Oh! Yes! Well, traditionally every elf gets a lantern as a birth gift. It's symbolic. And then you light the twin lantern from yours and your partner's, when you wed, and hang it on the wall of the home with the rest of the family lights. Desert elves are more adherent; most of the people I know just light theirs on holidays, but either way it's a symbol of your life, and sharing it with another person."
"I assume you don't have your own birth lanterns, but...well, you can adapt it." He was careful to get a lantern without holy symbols for them, and with a more human-influenced design. A real traditionalist would be horrified.
He smiles when Jim appears, a little relieved even if it does mean there are two people looming over him now. "You're welcome! I hadn't been in the Nexus in a while anyway--oh, wow, I bet I look different this time around, don't I?"
It hadn't occurred to him until now that Jim hasn't even seen him properly yet.
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Date: 2020-01-03 06:27 pm (UTC)"Aha. You're the one Jim's been corresponding with, aren't you? The pleasure is mine." He hasn't seen much of said correspondence himself, but Jim did talk about it a while ago, before wedding plans distracted them. Nothing in his posture suggests that Jim relayed the whole conversation about magic and history in Rondo's world. If he looks puzzled for a second, he's just trying to imagine why they wouldn't have some sort of battlemages. Curious!
"Well, it certainly can be, when there's a war on. Ironically enough I'd say it's the safest career I've yet tried. Certainly better than adventuring. Mind you, it's been almost nothing but training: that might account for it." He chuckles, not heeding Rondo's distraction by the familiar. Any elf who knows magic has surely seen that kind of thing before.
Felix, on the other hand, is listening carefully as Rondo explains the lantern tradition, nodding here and there. Traditions and rituals get his rapt attention, most of all those with a spiritual connection. "What an excellent custom! We have a wedding tradition of the couple lighting a hearth together but I... expect it's not-"
Um. Sorry for your nerves, Rondo, but the human's about to trail off with a sudden twitch. And then a hard shiver, the man shaking his head as if to clear something away. Oh, no. Get back here, you. He looks down into his glass for a second, a little flushed. What on earth is Jim doing- oh thank Mara there he is, the familiar nudging him closer with gentle butts to the back of his legs.
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Date: 2020-01-05 02:32 pm (UTC)"You do, but trust me, it's an improvement. It's good to properly meet you, all th'same." Jim offers out his hand openly this time to shake. They'd toed around touching much last time when he was miserable with his allergies so the captain definitely wants to make a good impression now. Best of one he can while under the influence, at least. It's a relief to see the Arraka'aran getting along alright with Felix even without Jim there to mediate. Unless Rondo's not quite sure that he's speaking with a conjurer yet.
More curious is how distracted Felix seems to be when Jim glances his way to be sure both of them are getting on alright.
"Felix this is Rondo..." He sucks in a breath to stifle the swear that wants to come when he realizes he's forgotten the young man's last name. Think like the wind, Kirk. Charming smiles at maximum power. "A fellow scholar interested in the multiverse and magic within it." Just gonna go for the casual approach, it's fine. No one suspects a thing surely. "Rondo this is my..well. My husband now, Felix. He's ah, he's the mage I base a lot of my studies on. Though not th'only one, obviously. I'm glad to see you two met."
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Date: 2020-01-13 02:44 am (UTC)"People also place ashes of loved ones in their lanterns after their deaths," he says, "but this isn't really the time to chat about funeral traditions, at a wedding--"
Oh, he notices that start and break in the conversation. He's not quite sure what to make of it, one eyebrow raising, but Jim's arrival manages to forestall any questions or concerns. He shakes Jim's hand firmly, a strong grip for a small person with soft, aristocratic hands. He's already given Felix his surname, so he thinks nothing much of Jim having forgotten to mention it. Luckily it's written on the gift tag so he can refresh his memory later!
"Yes, I was getting that impression," he says with a polite smile, starting to note that his human friend is a little bit tipsy. "We were comparing notes just now...um..."
His eyes stray toward the familiar. Now that he's getting a better look at it, he can tell it's not exactly a corporeal creature, which is a huge relief in a way, and deeply unnerving in another. His ears react, lowering and jutting to the sides. "Is...is that?"
Humans and their dogs, is the thought that pops up in his head, but he bites his tongue on it. Best not to comment until he's sure he knows exactly what he's looking at.
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Date: 2020-01-18 03:36 pm (UTC)Rondo's abrupt and obvious unease stops him there. The body language takes him by surprise, because elves in Tamriel don't have expressive ears- but Khajiit do, and those flattened ears look very unhappy to Felix. If Rondo had a tail, it would probably be lashing in agitation. Felix looks down and around to see what the matter is.
"Oh! My familiar, yes." He cocks his head, prompting it to trot around behind them and sit neatly a step behind him and to the side, ears twitching forward. It's curious about the stranger, though it won't do more than lift its head, sniffing the air with interest. "I suppose they might be different on your plane. In Tamriel they usually take the form of wolves these days. It's a convenient sort of shape."
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Date: 2020-01-18 05:30 pm (UTC)"What's what...?" Squint, what's the matter. Rondo's not pleased about something or another and Jim honestly can't follow right away. He leans over a bit to stare at the familiar taking a nice polite little sit back there and grins even harder.
"Oh yeah. Don' worry he's not real. Well, I mean. He's magic. He does what Felix tells him to so he's completely safe t'be around people an'all. Felix can make all kinds of them, though I think the others are tied to th'elements more than creatures."