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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[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

His voice is quiet, the way it grows in affection or thoughtfulness. "Is it-- the way you'd hoped it would be?"

[wise_maiden]

She's quiet for a moment herself, always noting when his voice goes that way. "It's so much more than that, Uncle." Considering that even before a week ago, she never thought that they would truly reach this point. Her voice goes soft herself. "I sometimes find myself wondering if I'll just wake up in the middle of all of this, and just be back home in bed, again. Isn't that silly?"

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

Ginko is closely masked to a fault-- so there's no flinching, except for the dark center of his eye. --just wake up in the middle of this and

After a beat he smiles. "No. It's just normal. But you have plenty of waking-days to look forward to." Carefully phrased.

[wise_maiden]

"Reassuring me, as always." A gentle smile in return, though she's noted that there's an oddness, in that pause. Even if his expression doesn't reflect it too readily, she knows it's there. She picked up the art of deflecting from somewhere, after all. "I think we all do."

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

Maybe the same stray gene for that pale hair. Ginko puts a hand on her shoulder, briefly, a moment of connection. But he can't offer verbal agreement to the sentiment, not this week. He glances away-- searching the gathering.

"Your mother looks happy."

[wise_maiden]

"... She does." Her eyes glance over to where he's seeking, before returning. "It's good, to see her happy like this. I know it's not easy for her."

[one-green-eye.livejournal.com]

"I think she could do just about anything, knowing her children were happy." A pause, as it's a topic he's not as sure of- "and cared for."