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[voidseeing]

Who: Gai, Elizabeth, and all invited (and possibly some uninvited) guests
What: A wedding!
When: Just before sunset on June 30th
Where: The beach
Summary: Finally, after much planning, pre-wedding jitters, and ice cream consumed, this is it. The big day. Gai and Elizabeth are finally getting married. (Never mind the fact they've been technically married since the draft... shhhh.)
Rating: Keep it G, people, this is a public venue.

[The ocean has returned, the day is clear and sunny, and wedding fever is back in the air.]

[This time the location is the beach, and between the setting sun, the waves, and the decor there is no lack of ambiance. little battery-powered votives in paper lanters litter the space, and larger lanterns line a yellow petal aisle that leads up to a decorative arch with a few chairs. Over to the side is the reception set up, which looks like it can accommodate more guests than the ceremony. Frames draped with chiffon and lit with little electric light strings indicate both food and bar/drink areas, and similar setups surround both small and large tables for seating, lit both with electric lights and votives in varying glass jars. And of course, there’s music and an open floor for dancing.]


((OOC: Close CR/specifically invited friends are welcome at the ceremony, but the party is definitely for anyone who wants to come see the spectacle or welcome back the ocean! ♥ ))

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PRE-CEREMONY

[voidseeing]

Elizabeth

[tearmeanewone]

[Elizabeth has been a breathing-exercises machine for the past half an hour.]

[There are a great many deep breaths and slow exhales, much looking in the mirror, sucking in her stomach as she's buttoned into her dress, and so on. Nearly everybody close to Gai and Elizabeth knows they're already married, but that's not stopping Elizabeth from feeling like she's about to melt out of her dress and onto the floor from nerves. Never has she spent so much time getting ready for something, and she's been in the same beach house with people helping her get ready for what feels like hours. She's antsy, no doubt about that.]

[quantumgrammar]

[It's a mercy that Elizabeth has taken it upon herself to assemble all the particulars, and needs only a pair of hands to pin and braid and button for her. Rosalind is certain in her ability to see a desired end and bring it into reality, just as much as she is certain she could not, if asked, have imagined Elizabeth's desires in this matter for herself.

It seems a terrible over-complication of the thing, in her mind. In this village, especially, there is no strictly-held law or convention to follow. It should be the most seamless thing in the world, to simply remain with the people one cannot bear to live without - barring calamity, naturally. The fact remains, though, that this is something Elizabeth wishes to have, and there is no reason now to guide her steps in any particular direction. It might be entirely disorienting, were Rosalind not at least preparing for the thing about to unfold. IT is not so strange when she thinks of it as simply setting a stage. That, she has been doing for a very, very long time.

It's quiet in the beach house for the moment, warm sea breeze coming in through the window, and she tucks another curl into place before breaking the meditative silence of it all.]

Just think of how much you will appreciate your ordinary clothes tomorrow.

[amonglions]

[Booker doesn't know what the protocol is for fathers before the wedding. He knows all about the rules for the groom but whether or not the father is allowed to see the bride before or not....well.

The fact that they're technically already married does not matter at all to him. So he knocks tentatively on the door to the beach house before twisting his hands in his pockets and shouting out:]

I don't know if this is considered bad luck or not!

[As if it would be a good way to have a conversation.]

Gai

[voidseeing]

[Gai is normally a man who is in complete control of the situation even when things don't go the way he's expecting them to. It's rare that anything gets him flustered, much less enough so to make him pace circles around a room the way he's doing right now.

Elizabeth is off getting dressed, which seems to be taking forever plus several years on top of that. Okay, so a dress is far more elaborate than a suit, but still...

And here he thought he'd be able to make it through this without nervousness hitting. He hasn't been this freaked out in quite a long time, not even while on the draft. He isn't sure what that says about him, either.]

Re: Gai

[deathsdoctor]

Huh, if you weren't trying to jump out of your own skin right now, I'd be worried. Don't think anyone gets spared the jitters from this.

[This is why you have bros around who have gone through the entire mess beforehand. and reassure you. Said bro by the way?

Is bringing you your cufflinks, man. It's going to run smooth - you have backup, man.]

Hell, Itachi and I were probably competing on who would have the heart attack first until ours were nearly over.

THE CEREMONY ITSELF

[voidseeing]

[tearmeanewone]

[When the time comes, Elizabeth takes a deep breath and steps out of the beach house she'd spent the past few hours in while getting dressed and having her hair done. Gai had been so adamant about not seeing her dress, surprisingly enough, but after the first few steps Elizabeth is glad she didn't opt to walk through the tunnels in her gown, train and all. Plus, she wasn't actually wearing real shoes, but she'd wanted that. That was one of the first things she'd told Gai she'd wanted when describing her dream wedding.]

[Bouquet in hand, Elizabeth settles herself at the end of the aisle and tries to catch Gai's eyes. Is the dress too big? Is she sweating yet?]

[voidseeing]

[She's caught Gai's eyes, all right, but probably not in the way she was intending. Instead, he stands staring at her, transfixed by the sight of his bride-to-be in her wedding gown. He'd been so insistent about not seeing it before the wedding because he wanted that first glimpse of her to be a moment seared into his memory as a part of the ceremony rather than as a part of the wedding preparations (most of which he would prefer to forget); what he hadn't counted on was how he was going to react when he finally did get to see her.

She's beautiful. Absolutely, amazingly beautiful. Not that he doesn't think she's always beautiful, but today she looks downright radiant, if just as nervous as he is.

And he can't think of a single word to say.]

[z_jay]

[It had felt like yesterday to Eugene that he and Jack were giving her subtle and not-so-subtle pointers and tips about relationships and all that they involved. And one thing was for certain, Elizabeth was a beautiful bride, Gai was a handsome groom, and he was dressed for the occasion. This kind of ceremony was more what he had in mind for himself and Jack, only minus the wedding dress and Elvis robot. Something celebratory, official, and in the company of their closest friends.

Just after Elizabeth passed, Eugene dug out the ring he'd given Jack, holding it in the palm of his hand. His nudge was light but obvious before he tapped out a short command.]

OPEN YOUR HAND

[He waited for Jack to hold out his hand as instructed before dropping the ring in his hand, grinning, and turning his attention back to Elizabeth. With a grin that could only be considered a combination of derp, shyness, and stubbornly clinging to his ideas. Never mind that he took hold of Jack's opposite hand and gave it a soft squeeze.]

[250mhzwabl]

[The ring still didn't fit, if barely, and Jack had carefully hidden it from Savio before they'd left for the afternoon. The leather cord worked well to keep it around his neck, but it really didn't play nicely with a suit. even one that he'd casually elected not to wear a tie with.

He didn't expect, then, to feel it nestles into his hand when he opened it, still watching Elizabeth, caught up in the silent spectacle unfolding in front of them. A wedding was such a thing without the music, the chatter, even the rustle of fabric or the hush of bated breath. In absolute silence, every movement was vivid, every expression a flickering record of emotion, and he was almost too entranced by the drama unfolding in front of them to glance down and see the flash of gold, faintly scuffed around the edges. And cheesy as it is, in that moment, it all makes a little sense. This is what Eugene wants. These looks. This thing of space and touch and undivided attention.

He swallows down what most definitely are not tears, closing his hand tightly around the ring and tapping out his response on Eugene's palm.]

GETTING IDEAS?

RECEPTION

[voidseeing]

Elizabeth

[tearmeanewone]

[Once the ceremony is over and the guests start to arrive, Elizabeth relaxes considerably. It doesn't feel like there's so much pressure on her, she's actually starting to have a good time.]

[Over the course of the evening, she'll receive any guests that approach her, try in vain to slip away from the receiving line to get something to eat, and of course do the obligatory dancing with Gai... and someone else who's not getting away with the 'I don't dance' excuse.]

[ablankpage]

[Robert waits quite patiently. Mostly because, well, he is as much an artist as a scientist. Almost.

The simple aesthetic of her is captivating. Her happiness. It's so genuine, so full, and so warming.

But, eventually, he approaches the bride and bows, offering his hand forward.]

May I?

[amonglions]

[Booker is doing his best not to imitate a security guard right now, but either standing still in the background and looking intimidating is just natural for him or he's used to his job because that's all he's been doing at the party thus far.

Which is a shame because it doesn't convey that he's actually enjoying himself. Still if there's one thing he's gotten out of having to keep an eye on crowds or people who hired him it's noticing things. And Elizabeth wanting to eek towards the food every time someone stops chatting with her is one of those things. So he casually brings a plate of food to her after the next person wanders away.]

Here. You have an excuse to stop playing hostess for a little.

[voidseeing]

[At least this time the dancing will not be on a table-- not that Gai would really object if it were, but he's pretty sure that isn't proper etiquette for a first dance with one's new bride. Plus he doesn't really need to let Booker and the Luteces know that they HAVE danced on a table before.

No, he's going to do this properly, which means approaching Elizabeth and giving her a slight bow. He isn't going to hide the playful smile on his face as he does so, though.]

May I have this dance?

[theideaguy]

[Sokka doesn't know Gai at all and only knows Elizabeth from a chance journal encounter, but that apparently is all it takes for Sokka to be invited to the celebration. And well, he might as well come. After all, there's free food.

That said, he is at least somewhat polite enough to come forward to greet the fair lady who, after all, did invite him.]

Hey. Congratulations.

Gai

[voidseeing]

[The nerve-wracking part now complete, it doesn't take Gai long to go back to his normal self and relax enough to start actually enjoying things. The alcohol helps, of course, but mostly it's the fact that he and Elizabeth are now officially married with a proper ceremony that allows him to give genuine smiles to the guests who showed up for the reception.

There are more people than he expected, and it surprises him somewhat. He hadn't expected so many people to care enough to show up for this, even if he knows most of them are here for Elizabeth rather than for him. It's enough to make him feel more socially-inclined than usual; enjoy it while it lasts, because he won't be this friendly or this talkative forever.]

Ginia

[whiskytraitorfirefight]

[As the sole bartender for the event, Ginia spends most of the night there or nearby (even the bartender needs a chance to eat). There's a good variety - whisky, gin, vodka, plenty of mixers and fresh juice, wine, assorted beer - by request she was able to secure a few bottles and cans of Sapporo -, and a few bottles of champagne for toasts. There is a small drink menu on the bar detailing specific brands and special cocktails for the occasion, but she's happy to mix things by request.

She'll do her best to keep drinks going, even seeing if people can drop back into the village if things get a bit low, but she'll also cut people off well before anyone gets drunk. No falling in the ocean or drunk shenanigans at this wedding, sorry.]

((ooc; Getting drinks from her can be handwaved! Ginia will be serving for the entire reception, just know she'll be talking through her cellphone.))

[wildbluevagner]

[Kurt is wearing dark pants and a white button-up shirt that he leaves open after the ceremony is over. Before he pigs out on his food, he'll make a special toast:]

Mawwage! Mawwage is what bwings us together today! [It probably sounds even odder with his German accent...

He'll be hitting up the dance floor with some dumb moves, and he'll be sneaking drinks from the bar when he can. He may also bring a rogue volleyball to start a game over everyone eating.]

Rosalind and Robert, 1/10

[quantumgrammar]

[Toasts are, of course, necessary. As as they are more or less as near a bridal party as this bohemian affair allows, it is inescapable that Rosalind and Robert Lutece will take their turn at the microphone, glasses in hand, and speak.

It is the former who raises her voice first, pitched in the even, lilting metre of poetry, speaking purely from memory.]

"Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments.-

Robert Lutece

[ablankpage]

[After the toast is given, Robert does his best to mingle. It's better than a Columbia party, having to make nice with all the supporters of the "Prophet" while helping himself to the man's best liquor. He could only take so much of that place, those people, and that man without good spirits to fortify him.

Here, it's easier. He certainly doesn't bother much with alcohol. Though the beach venue is... odd. Not the kind of weddings he's used to. Though that suits well enough. He wouldn't expect anything too traditional, especially not in Luceti.]

[capturespecialist]

[Crystal still feels, admittedly, out of place. It's no wonder she does, considering she doesn't even know the bride or groom intimately to be here -- but she'd feel rude to turn down an invitation, even one as open as the one Elizabeth had given out over the journal and so here she is.

She's mostly staying by the refreshment table, hands pulling at her dress -- she's wishing she had something that fit a heck of a lot better with the vibrant pink hair she's started sporting, but her wardrobe can't be helped. Honestly, she'd almost forgotten the date... which isn't helping her feel less awkward about actually coming, mass invite aside.

(Though her most valid excuse is the end of the month's been busy and tiring, mission and all.)

She can also be found dancing with her two pokémon -- her more humanoid one, her Hitmonchan, is definitely the easier to dance with out of them both, but her Meganium makes sure to wiggles his vines enough to give her a sense of dancing and to spin her a few times. Careful though -- he's very enthusiastic and not very good at dancing, so Crystal might just be spinning into you before she can manage to stop herself!]

[generalflirt]

[ Masaomi Kida knows the groom professionally (...yeah, that's a good way to put his relationship with Gai Tsutsugami) and he knows the bride in passing. Technically, like half the rest of the village, he fell under the blanket mass invite and at the time had (admittedly) probably pointlessly harassed the bride about if the ocean would be back. ...And so it is. Really, he doesn't know either of them well and a wedding's an awkward thing to begin with in some ways. But then he recalls the dear old bride having made a post about jitters which reminded him, the better part of a month later, about the initial invitation. When reminded of it, out of the moment, he decided to show. At least for a little while.

He didn't belong. But then, weddings (at least in his world) were always filled to the brim with those sorts of people.

...Well that and when he was freaking out about setting up that thing with Norma in later June he actually did collect a new suit get up. He'd decided not to wear it then (too formal) so he just decided he could get away with wearing it now. And if this whole reception got too awkward because of his not-belonging, he could just bail.

Not that you'd necessarily discern this whole thought process from how he acts here. No, the whole does seem pretty collected and casual, chatting up people, maybe trying to subtly flirt with anyone not taken or out of his league, dancing, maybe getting a light cocktail at the bar, you know, you know. He's on his feet basically the entire time here, because sitting is for those with a reason to sit ]

[sosayi]

[Hilda herself feels completely at home, surrounded by such an atmosphere, but not because she's been to a lot. It's just a royalty thing. That is, she's able to meld herself into the situation without much difficulty. Social graces and all that. There was a mass invite and she saw Crys was going therefore she decided to join her.

The princess is even donning a new dress for the event courtesy of an earlier hang out with Crys! Though she still has her tiara. Lacking her scepter though, as there was no use for it at such a joyous occasion. Despite having come here with the other girl, they'll be often apart during the reception.

The only one who Hilda plans to dance with is Monlee, Crys's Hitmonchan, and she's actually teaching him the steps. She's careful not to be in the way of anyone, so they're actually practicing on the sand itself. What an odd sight. And it's tough actually but you know what this is fun and Monlee is very sweet.

Other than that, she can be found trying out different drinks. Getting a little tipsy before being directed away by the all-too-wonderful Ginia and roaming around looking a tad out of focus. There is high chance of literally bumping into someone with this.

And, later on, Hilda goes to stand by the ocean and watch the water. Though she gets tired of simply looking and lifts her dress to her knees so she can step into the ocean. It feels really nice okay ♥.]