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Event Seventeen.
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I sat me down to look for it And brought it home because I couldn’t find it. | |
Welcome to Awash's seventeenth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post. You are welcome to make your own logs and posts for this event! | |
he magical vines creep ever onward, slowly infringing upon the Town. No matter how many are chopped down, no matter how many are set on fire, they keep coming even so.
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Still making an effort here, though.]
No, it's--it's really fine! Rings aren't exactly part of wedding tradition where I'm from, anyway, so really our having them doesn't mean anything...a-and I don't think there were any witnesses? [if there were he'd have been so embarrassed aaahhh]
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[ Shock! ]
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Because Pyra has only been to one wedding, and it was for a prince, and so that's all she has to base her idea of weddings off of. ] We'll make this work, Xie Lian. It's probably not every day a god falls in love and gets married, huh? So it has to be special!
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[ She looks embarrassed all of a sudden once more, at the idea of talking to him for whatever reason.
..... ]
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[ Why didn't Wei Ying say anything? This just makes things all the more complicated and oh Architect what has she done??
She mad. ]
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...He really needs to get him to stop doing that eventually.]
Lady Pyra...we've exchanged no vows, drunk no wine, had no witnesses. All we have is matching rings. Despite what he may say, or how we might look, we aren't truly married. So there's really no need for you to go to so much effort, just to officiate it. There's...there's nothing to make up, here.
[That's a good argument right? Yeah!]
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...But... your rings...?
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We got these when he, ah--[achoo!] ...When he kissed me. [He still can't help turning a little red when he mentions that.] Or around then, at any rate.
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A-ah... Xie Lian... if someone kisses you, and then exchanges rings with you....
[ That-- ]
It really could mean-- no, that definitely means that he intends to marry you... [ Unless Wei Wuxian hoodwinked this beautiful being into a marriage already?? HOW COULD HE?? ]
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Wife! Dearest wife! Come quick, I’ve found the wine cellar!
[ The sound of running feet and Wei Wuxian enters stage right, ponytail bouncing and his face wreathed in smiles. He bounds up to Xie Lian and says: ]
Wife, do you have any more room in your—oh, hello Pyra!
[ He’s called the other man “wife” so many times that he’s forgotten to be self-conscious and just stands there smiling at Pyra, whom he’s delighted to see. ]
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......................................Right.
Y'know what, okay. Sure. He should've expected this. It's just his luck for this sort of thing to happen, after all.
There's a looonng tired sigh, though, before Xie Lian can muster up the energy to reply.]
.....There's still room, yes.
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"Wife"? ..... No, wait-- "Dearest wife"?!
Pyra brings both of her hands to her mouth to cover her gasp when she looks to Xie Lian again, then back to Wei Ying, then finally to Xie Lian once more.
So-- so they are married, but why was Xie Lian saying just now that they weren't-- ah, maybe he's embarrassed about how terribly lacking the so-called wedding had been? Or maybe this had been something he had meant to keep a secret? But now he's going along with it, and Wei Ying seems so happy to be back with his wife, she hasn't personally seen him smile as giddily as that in a long time, how she's missed it--....
....Wei Ying...... doesn't your wife deserve better than a half-assed ceremony? And also.....
Also....!
Her face quickly colors as scarlet as her eyes, and she looks away from the both of them. ]
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[ It's like she's been hit by a Titan. She'll be upset at Wei Ying for not giving Xie Lian a proper wedding (and also what about Maya??) and other things-- later. This is supposed to be a happy moment for a husband and wife reuniting in a scary castle. ]
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Uh.
[ He has the idea he missed something. ]
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He glances at Xie Lian, and then at Pyra—and gives her a great big wink. Don't worry, my dear. I won't breathe a word to anyone.
He taps his "wife" on the shoulder. ]
Please, come down to the cellar when you're done here. It's easy to find, just keep going down. Not all the way down, that's the dungeons. Bye-bye~!
[ With a lilt in his step, and grinning from ear to ear, he exits stage right. ]
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[Look, he's even smiling! No problems here! Not a single one.]
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..........]
I feel I should be apologizing somehow.
1/2 in the right place this time!!
It takes her a moment to notice that she's watching him leave, her expression as wistful as it is fond. ]
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[ ..... ]
So!
[ She claps her hands. ]
.....What's your favorite kind of flower? For the ceremony, of course.
[ FOCUS ON WEDDING PLANNING, focus on wedding planning. That's a lot easier than... all of this mess. ]
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...I rather like white flowers, I suppose. Something about them is very soothing.
[To be honest, after getting called wife so often, he'd gotten so used to it he'd almost forgotten the implications of it. Then with all this talk of how kisses and rings are how marriage works in this place, he's beginning to question himself: maybe they really are married? Did he misunderstand something? How'd he get himself into this??
...Time to attempt (a way-too-late) escape.]
Perhaps we should be seeing about that tea first? And making sure he doesn't get into trouble in that cellar.
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OH what a coincidence, here's the room in question! ] ...He is your responsibility now, as his wife. [ A light, almost too casual chuckle. ]
But yes, white flowers. [ She continues, looking through the various cabinets. ] ...I'll have to make them from paper or whatever we might find here, though. [ Obviously they can't find real flowers anywhere because it's the dead of winter. ] But we'll do what we can for the two of you. [ Ah--! Is this tea....?
Nope, it's some sort of grain. Onto the next cabinet. ] And... what else? [ Actually-- best to ask this first: ] Have you ever attended a wedding before?
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[He's never been a wife before...he'd never planned to be a wife before? Is Wei Wuxian really his responsibility now....he's okay with that part, at least.
Joining in on the searching though, he pulls out a few jars, tasting them as he goes.]
I've seen them before, but never as a guest. [just as a beggar eating leftovers outside the gate.] It's always a large celebration, full of music and decoration and food...have you attended one before, Lady Pyra?
[Oh hey, this one's full of aniseed! Still not tea.]
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For a prince and his bride. [ She's moving onto the next cabinet, pulling out jars and bags.
She had been like a child back then, not able to fully comprehend the point of it, or what it even meant. But what she did know is that she admired the man standing at the altar because he was everything to her. ]
It was during a time of war, so the ceremony wasn't as grand as it could have been-- but maybe that's what made it so special. Everyone that cared for them and loved them was there to honor their union. For to find love during a time a strife... they were truly lucky.
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[It's a nice thought, amidst all his own painful memories of war. Probably a good number have happened in his vicinity, now that he thinks about it--but nobody would have invited a god to their wedding, just as nobody would have invited a laughingstock of a soldier.
He smiles as he opens the next cupboard, sifting through its contents for anything useful.]
Regardless of the time and place, though, there's always a sort of satisfaction in seeing others find happiness, I think.
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[ ....Aha, she thinks she's found it: a glass container with what appears to be dried leaves again. She uncorks it, wafting above it to smell its contents and-- ] Here, there is tea here!
[ Looks to be some sort of herbal tea. Chamomile and lavender, perhaps? She'll hold out the jar for him to take a look. ]
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