That Sacred Arrangement....

[all7seas]

Who: wise_maiden and lists_to_port; We are leaving this log WIDE OPEN. So if you are family or friends, you are invited and may mingle or gossip or be all dressed up or get drunk or do the electric slide or WHAT HAVE YOU. Are there any Wedding Crashers in Luceti? Ha!
What: Wedding
When: Monday afternoon
Where: That spot with the lilacs by the river in that meadow west of the village. You know that spot---we know you know that spot.
Summary: Jack and Raine get married, and everyone ships it hard forever.
Rating: G I expect? It's so hard to tell sometimes.



On the morning of his wedding, Jack sat bolt upright in bed and then vomited onto the floor. Several minutes after that were spent dry-heaving and gasping for breath, and then another several minutes crawling to the bathroom to put his head under the shower. Cold water---it brought back reality and rationality, and erased dreams of being a pirate and dying in some war and having a best mate and a lover who had always been forbidden him---ever since Jack Horner's lesson and the two weeks following it.

Sparrow figured it was a case of wedding nerves. Strange dreams were a new thing for him, after all--normally he slept dreamlessly and woke up alert.

Later, as he stood in the quiet meadow he and Raine had chosen for their ceremony among the fragrant lilac trees, that morning dream was forgotten. Sparrow was calm. Happy. Clean-shaven and dressed in the attire Buffy had picked out for him and eagerly waiting for his beautiful bride.

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Winry turned to face Jack, trying her best to keep a frown off her face. Her best may not be perfect though. The girl held out the small cup for her uncle to inspect.

"It's just water Uncle Jack. I'd rather be sober for such an important day," she said without hiding the obvious jab it was at her uncle's habits.

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"Of course, of course." He patted her head once, twice. "Good girl. Your Uncle Jack's an honest man again, eh? And your mother tells me that you'll be tying that unknottable knot too, one of these days?"

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

The blond attempts to swat away his hand before replying, "My engagement is none of your concern, Uncle Jack, and don't do that again."

[all7seas]

Jack just laughs. Oh, little Winry, always acting the grown-up. "Of COURSE it's my concern! We're family, darling."

You can never pick your family members, Winry. Usually.

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

Winry feels a growl grow in the back of her throat. Family or not she'd rather have him way away from any of her personal business.

"So?" She has half a mind to tell him she wouldn't mind him forgetting to come to her wedding, but she might be scolded for that.

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"I'll bring the rum. Lots. Lots of rum, won't I."

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

"Please don't." She'll have enough alcohol floating around because of her father as it is.

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"No worries, darling. Let Uncle Jack take care of things, eh? And who's the groom-to-be? Still going with what's his name?"

[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

"I doubt Zan would appreciate you taking care of things at his wedding."

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"Of course. Anything you say, Winry."

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"Great, thanks." Though that isn't said with any amount of enthusiasm. She's sure he'd stick his nose in their business anyway.

[all7seas]

Wise thinking there, Winry. Spot on.