all7seas: (help?)
Captain Jack Sparrow ([personal profile] all7seas) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2011-04-25 02:51 pm

That Sacred Arrangement....

Who: [livejournal.com profile] wise_maiden and [livejournal.com profile] 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.
wise_maiden: (by the lives that i have loved)

[personal profile] wise_maiden 2011-04-28 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Operation: take a shower, had taken Raine a little longer than she had intended, for varying reasons. She was distracted, for certain, by tiny nagging thoughts, but she instead chose to focus on the shower itself, shoving those thoughts in the back of her mind. Things felt... good, but also a little sore. Different. She wasn't sure what to make of that feeling, but it was another she shoved aside--not today.

Eventually she emerges, all clean and fresh and dressed in slippered feet as she goes in search of him, finding him looking over those paintings.

"... Jack?"
wise_maiden: (the power to shine)

[personal profile] wise_maiden 2011-04-29 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
"I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long. It smells delicious."
wise_maiden: (when the lights are coming on)

[personal profile] wise_maiden 2011-04-29 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
Had it been another time and another place, she would have minded. But she was in a state of mind where she didn't mind--she just wanted to enjoy the time being close to him. After all, it was only a matter of time before she had to work again and so would he, and then they might not really have as much time to spend like this.

"It certainly feels like it, now."