will you marry me?

[small_magics]

When the party has been going on for a few hours but no one has left yet, everyone is called into the main room. (The dragons will have a sufficient view if they prefer to perch at the outer doors.)

Angela has worked out a ceremony that will satisfy the involved parties, a reworking of standard Samarian traditions with some revised wording and adjustments for the fact that the groom inhabits two bodies. This ceremony, unlike the elven one, doesn't involve any jewelry.

And then Sarion and her beloved are married. Again.

Comments

[thaumobabble]

"That sounds like a great idea. I can take that to the party and propagate it to all the other Bells and most everyone else who'd need it now."

[carillons]

"Not alone, exactly," she says. "But out of the way. There can be other people there if I don't mind them."

[pina_colada]

"Do you want to go looking for Hyacinthe?"

[ending_of]

She doesn't take any visible action, but: "You are updated."

[carillons]

"Okay."

[thaumobabble]

"Thanks! Anything else while I'm here?"

[ending_of]

"No."

[pina_colada]

And awander they go. Kerron lets her take the lead on the theory that the same sorts of places will look like appealing hideyholes.

[thaumobabble]

"All right then."

And Glass taps her Janegem, returns to the party, updates torching for everyone who needs it, and -

goes looking for Lissa.

[neverbeatme]

Lissa is admiring the flowers that have bloomed on one of the huge archways.

[carillons]

"Can she fly, do you know?" she wonders.

[pina_colada]

"Probably. Not with wings, I imagine."

[carillons]

"Then I'll look at flying places." She heads for the outside of the plant.

[pina_colada]

Kerron follows her, and flies when she flies.

[carillons]

She checks the top of the plant first, but she doesn't have to do much more than peek at the arch of the domed roof, covered in magnificently enormous flowers, before she shakes her head.

The bottom of the plant is much more promising; there are lots of little spaces amid the tangle of roots to tuck oneself into. Ariel investigates them.

[pina_colada]

Kerron follows her, humming.

[thaumobabble]

"Remember how I said you were shiny?"

[carillons]

There are lots of little spaces. And some of them are too small for either of them to fit, but could probably admit a six-year-old human.

"Hmm," says Ariel, contemplating such a gap.

[pina_colada]

Kerron starts listening for small breathing noises such as those a six-year-old human might make.

[neverbeatme]

"Yes I do," she says, looking away from the flowers toward Glass.

[thaumobabble]

"The Downside admin is also shiny, but more-shiny like Callahan and not less-shiny like you, and she had a guess about what that could mean, although it doesn't fit perfectly, since her guess doesn't really come in amounts." And Glass describes as best she can the place that the admin mentioned. "Have you seen anything like that?"

[neverbeatme]

"I definitely haven't," says Lissa. "It sounds memorable."

[thaumobabble]

"It does. So maybe you're going to find it, or something. If you ever do I would love to hear all about it."

[carillons]

There are some! They are faint. Hyacinthe is somewhere very deep in the roots.

[neverbeatme]

"Sure," says Lissa.