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

[pina_colada]

"They should be. I haven't met Hyacinthe or Ariel yet either, the one wasn't born and the other wasn't old enough last time - Aedyt?"

[thaumobabble]

Glass nods, and in the course of so doing, gets a look at the admin.

"...You're shiny. I keep finding shiny people and I don't know what it means. You're the third one."

[pumpkin_pie]

"Haven't seen them. Well, I don't know what they look like, so 'haven't noticed them' might be more accurate. I might have seen them and not paid attention."

[pina_colada]

"Well, did you see any angels who were younger than Keziah but not as young as Pen?"

[pythbox]

"I can remember some that ended up at another subject, but I can't remember any that didn't start with the naked thing. I mean, not that starting with the naked thing is necessarily bad," he grins, "but it is when they disapprove, y'know?"

[subtly_artistic]

"Did anybody approve?"

[ending_of]

"In what way am I shiny?"

[pythbox]

"Yeah, and she was really cute, too."

[thaumobabble]

"You're also purple - so far I think all the shiny people are purple, though I'd have to double-check the scary one to be sure - and - you're just very bright, metacausally. Attached to your world." She waves generally at Downside. "Which come to think of it is also strange, most people aren't attached to Downside like that even after dying to it, it's too catchall."

[subtly_artistic]

"Congratulations."

[pumpkin_pie]

"Not clearly enough to tell," she says after a moment. "There are a lot of angels I don't recognize at this party. Should we go looking for them?"

[pina_colada]

"Sure."

Kerron starts scanning for appropriately sized angels. Or, for that matter, humans - there are kids but not that many kids here.

[ending_of]

"I am attached to my domain. It is mine," she says.

[thaumobabble]

"Yes, yes it certainly is, but I don't think Lissa's attached to Thilanushinyel the same way and I hope that Callahan's not like that about Materia. Lissa's at least known not to be omnipotent - but then she's less shiny..."

[pythbox]

He giggles.

[subtly_artistic]

"So yeah, a bigger censor bar with more - wraparound - might help. You'd probably also get less shit about it if you weren't shaped humanoid? You could turn into something, I don't know how you'd feel about that."

[ending_of]

"The shininess comes in quantities?"

[thaumobabble]

"Sort of. At least two quantities. Yours and Callahan's, and then there's Lissa, who's - less - shiny, but still very noticeable."

[pythbox]

He makes a face. "I could, sure, but I don't want to. I like my body. It's a nice body."

[subtly_artistic]

"I think so too," says Aether.

[telesonorous]

Helen perches on her cloud-pine and gets some altitude to look around.

"I don't see anybody," she says.

[pythbox]

Celo grins. "I know," he says, and hugs her again.

[subtly_artistic]

"But not everyone is interested in enjoying it, and the ones who are can be ushered into private and the ones who don't are kind of ruining your party."

[pina_colada]

"Yeah. I'll go see if I can turn them up," says Kerron, and he heads out into the crowd.

[ending_of]

"I see."