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tampered2014-02-26 02:59 pm
primrosella) wrote in tampered2014-02-26 02:59 pm
Wedding Bells Are Ringing
When; February 26th, all day
Rating; G for GOOD GRIEF IT'S ABOUT TIME
Characters; Cain, Earl of Hargreaves (misterblackbird), HRH Princess Rosella of Daventry (primrosella), and their assorted invitees!
Summary; It's a wedding that surprises absolutely no one, save for in the sense of "we're surprised that it actually took this long".
Log;
The good news is, the wedding was supposed to be last Saturday, so when all the business with the Door and the return of the Deities and the ensuing war hit, it wasn't like it was altogether that difficult to just up and postpone things a bit. Where but in the City would one have to call an event on account of Quite Possibly The Armageddon, hmm?
But things have died down now, and the doors have appeared. All of a sudden, the time everyone'd thought they had left seems altogether too short, the end looming too soon and too real on a very near horizon, and there's simply no time to wait any longer. It's hardly the wedding either Cain or Rosella would've had in their respective worlds, but it's a wedding nevertheless, and in the end what really matters is that they're here and it's happening and whatever might come of things tomorrow, well, that's a little later on.
It's precisely the sort of sentiment one learns to live by, after years upon years in the City. Neil and Todd would call it carpe diem; whatever one calls it, it's good advice. Tomorrow may be uncertain, but what they have is today, and February the 26th is as fine a date as any for a wedding anniversary, anyway.
And it is, indeed, a beautiful wedding.
The East Wing of the Palace is decked out in flowers of white and pink--with surprisingly fewer roses in the clusters than one might expect of a wedding with Rosella as a part of it. Where they do appear, they're pale pink, and tucked in for accent among the scattered magnolias, orchids, and stephanotis. The rest of the decor is both tasteful and traditional: white bows, crystal, and a few pretty appearances of the standard (and appropriately, highly poisonous) lilies of the valley for good measure.
The bride, naturally, turns up in a lovely dress of what those in the business have dubbed "the whitest white to ever white", as is natural and befitting a princess; her veil is held in place by the crown she brought with her from home, and on her feet are the same glass slippers she's worn to so many other important events before. With her bouquet in hand and her knights at either side, the processional goes off without a hitch, and from that point on it's all Miss Megumi's show.
But really, it's not so much the wedding people come for, is it, as the reception?
And what a fairy-tale reception it is, with a newly-minted prince and his princess, a pair of knights, a squire, and music and dancing and food and laughter (and of course, an open bar and cake). All of which will receive more description and possibly some linked images soon enough, but these kids are running on a deadline here, so you know what, use your imagination for the time being while we get some matrimony up in this business.
A wise man once said, "The real purpose of a wedding isn't so much the ceremony; it's the big party with all your friends and loved ones afterward." And that's what we've got tonight, folks, so tonight we're gonna party like it's 1889.
Or 20 AGC.
Or February 26, 2014.
Or like it's the end of the world, which given our track record the past couple of days, it might just be.
But hey, at least there's free booze and cake!
[ OOC: EVERYBODY GET IN HERE. Mark subthreads with your place and point in time (pre-ceremony, during, at the reception, whatever), threadjack ridiculously, and tag yourselves in so we can all find this later! Backdate until the end of time, folks, it's the wedding some of us have all been waiting for. c: ]
Rating; G for GOOD GRIEF IT'S ABOUT TIME
Characters; Cain, Earl of Hargreaves (
misterblackbird), HRH Princess Rosella of Daventry (primrosella), and their assorted invitees!Summary; It's a wedding that surprises absolutely no one, save for in the sense of "we're surprised that it actually took this long".
Log;
The good news is, the wedding was supposed to be last Saturday, so when all the business with the Door and the return of the Deities and the ensuing war hit, it wasn't like it was altogether that difficult to just up and postpone things a bit. Where but in the City would one have to call an event on account of Quite Possibly The Armageddon, hmm?
But things have died down now, and the doors have appeared. All of a sudden, the time everyone'd thought they had left seems altogether too short, the end looming too soon and too real on a very near horizon, and there's simply no time to wait any longer. It's hardly the wedding either Cain or Rosella would've had in their respective worlds, but it's a wedding nevertheless, and in the end what really matters is that they're here and it's happening and whatever might come of things tomorrow, well, that's a little later on.
It's precisely the sort of sentiment one learns to live by, after years upon years in the City. Neil and Todd would call it carpe diem; whatever one calls it, it's good advice. Tomorrow may be uncertain, but what they have is today, and February the 26th is as fine a date as any for a wedding anniversary, anyway.
And it is, indeed, a beautiful wedding.
The East Wing of the Palace is decked out in flowers of white and pink--with surprisingly fewer roses in the clusters than one might expect of a wedding with Rosella as a part of it. Where they do appear, they're pale pink, and tucked in for accent among the scattered magnolias, orchids, and stephanotis. The rest of the decor is both tasteful and traditional: white bows, crystal, and a few pretty appearances of the standard (and appropriately, highly poisonous) lilies of the valley for good measure.
The bride, naturally, turns up in a lovely dress of what those in the business have dubbed "the whitest white to ever white", as is natural and befitting a princess; her veil is held in place by the crown she brought with her from home, and on her feet are the same glass slippers she's worn to so many other important events before. With her bouquet in hand and her knights at either side, the processional goes off without a hitch, and from that point on it's all Miss Megumi's show.
But really, it's not so much the wedding people come for, is it, as the reception?
And what a fairy-tale reception it is, with a newly-minted prince and his princess, a pair of knights, a squire, and music and dancing and food and laughter (and of course, an open bar and cake). All of which will receive more description and possibly some linked images soon enough, but these kids are running on a deadline here, so you know what, use your imagination for the time being while we get some matrimony up in this business.
A wise man once said, "The real purpose of a wedding isn't so much the ceremony; it's the big party with all your friends and loved ones afterward." And that's what we've got tonight, folks, so tonight we're gonna party like it's 1889.
Or 20 AGC.
Or February 26, 2014.
Or like it's the end of the world, which given our track record the past couple of days, it might just be.
But hey, at least there's free booze and cake!
[ OOC: EVERYBODY GET IN HERE. Mark subthreads with your place and point in time (pre-ceremony, during, at the reception, whatever), threadjack ridiculously, and tag yourselves in so we can all find this later! Backdate until the end of time, folks, it's the wedding some of us have all been waiting for. c: ]