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

[pythbox]

He snorts. "Yeah. Maybe I should try enchanting something. Might be more flexible. So people get something closer to their individual comfort levels than black box or no black box."

[subtly_artistic]

"- Can you tell if people un-black-box you? As it's currently set up?"

(Aether, for her part, sees no particular reason to have her nymph boyfriend censored.)

[pythbox]

"Yeah, why?"

[subtly_artistic]

"People are reacting to you like you're a human. Telling a nymph you want to see him naked means almost less than nothing. Telling a human that you want to see him naked is something else again. I don't think the censor bar is gonna be a good long-term solution."

[pythbox]

"...If somebody doesn't want me to know they're looking at me naked, I think I can live with them not," he says. "And I don't see a better long-term solution anywhere. Than illusory censorship in general, I mean, I still want to find a better way to do it than what I've got now."

[subtly_artistic]

Scritch scritch. "Okay. I was figuring between the sign that's apparently up on Joker-occupied orgy chambers and what were apparently unwarranted assumptions that you wouldn't mind if people were sneaking peeks without wanting to advertise it."

[pythbox]

"Well - I wouldn't mind exactly? But if I'm talking to them I'd rather know." Snuggle. "This whole thing is so weird."

[subtly_artistic]

Hugs. "People are kinda weird."

[pythbox]

"...How do you explain nymphs to people who don't have nymphs?" he wonders.

[subtly_artistic]

"To the other Bells? The wording of the explanation was nothing special, we kind of lean a lot on the fact that we're alts and therefore don't have to sanity-check each other nearly as much as we would want to with other people. I said you're a semi-spontaneously-generated race with divine magic and certain divine strictures, of which not covering up your divine selves is one. I also told them that at home you can not only go naked in public without being arrested, but also you and people with you can do anything else that might otherwise get one arrested for indecency, no problem - I think that made more of an impression, they're calibrated to suppose that if you're just going around naked that's relatively considerate of you, I guess."

[pythbox]

He giggles and hugs her some more. "Yeah, there's that, I guess. But I'm not sure everybody else will be so impressed."

[subtly_artistic]

"Yeah, doesn't seem like it. I'm sorry."

[pythbox]

Snuggle snug.

"I think I still want to change the censoring. I mean, if I can make it so it fits people's individual comfort levels better, I want to, you know?" He sighs. "And maybe once in a while somebody will start a conversation about something other than my nonexistent pants."

[subtly_artistic]

"Have you really had no other conversations today?"

[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?"

[pythbox]

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

[subtly_artistic]

"Congratulations."

[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."

[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.

[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."

[pythbox]

"Yep," he sighs. "So - I mean, I don't just want to give myself a bigger censor bar, because maybe there's somebody who'd be okay with what I've got but doesn't want to see me without it, right? I want it to have levels. And just settle at where everybody wants it. And maybe be less obviously censor-y than a big black square. Little cloud of magic fog, maybe?"