"Umm..." Tomoko pressed one finger to her lip as she looked at what creatures were close by them. "I dunno! What ones do you like best, Erebus?" she asked, tilting her head slowly at him, the barest hint of a smile on her lips.
"And I'd love to go play some games. Maybe I can win you a prize." she suggested. Even though it was likely that the cerberus demon would prefer if it happened the other way around.
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"The horses." He decided, after looking them over. Really, Erebus was of one with simple taste, and he didn't really like the spider because those legs sort of reminded him of that monster in the legends he had read about his ancestor...
"Well, maybe we can win each other a prize." That was fair, right? Erebus would certainly like to win her a prize, but he wasn't going to say no if she won him something either.
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Erebus is a Cerberus bro and is wearing a fortune teller outfit.
"That's what the armor's for," he grinned back behind the skull mask, rattling his gauntlets at Kettil. Freya seemed suitably distracted, so he focused the majority of his undead strength on maneuvering her groom-to-be. He resorted to picking Kettil up like a stuffed animal and placing him on the nearest scarousel horse. "Okay, everyone else in the wedding party pick a pony."
"Has anyone got a ring?" Aymet asked suddenly, before digging around inside his conveniently open ribcage. "Wait- wait--"
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 10:53 pm
Freya was, indeed, sufficiently distracted. She climbed up on the scarousel, and started looking for an appropriate horse. What she found, instead, was Belladonna and Mort.
"HAAAAAAAI!" She lunged at them both, hugging them viciously. "We're goings teh rides the scarousel too! And Aymet's screamings and we're playing practice marriage." She nodded firmly, and then went back to picking a horse.
By trying out every single horse on the scarousel, all the way around.
She did not see the hiding Piper, which was a shame, because she would have loved a flower girl. ):
"Flattered" was not the word to describe it; "creeped out" very much was. Mort had a wickedly proud streak about that, as bad as it was, and hearing Bells like them just validated his prides and joys. "Is always my queen~" he purred, kissing her gloved hand just as they received one of the happy couple with a loud shout.
Dear Jack, Aymet, have you been chugging those Ringleader drinks all night?
Mort blinked owlishly at Freya. "Hi, ahhh . . . practice wh-?" He blinked several times at the word, stunned. That . . .wasn't a common practice as far as he knew. "Er, is okay to ask why?" He knew they were a very happy couple, but it felt strange to be part of wedding proceedings at prom.
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Piper played ninja in the meanwhile and looped around the scarousel a bit, peeking behind several horses at the valkyrie's back.
Practice, huh?
Weirdos. Giving her a heart attack like that!
She kept a sharp eye for Kettil in the meantime.
Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 11:02 pm
Kettil cave Aymet a flat stare of 'no u'.
While Freya did not see Piper, Kettil did.
He shook his head a bit, "C'mon, Afro-queen, you ain't foolin' me. I can see your hair from here," he said flatly. The Muut was trying to pick himself a spot, or at least wait until Freya found herself something suitable so he could settle near her.
The boil seemed at Hel, "It's a practice wedding? I dunno. It um..."
Seemed like fun? It seemed like Aymet wasn't going to give them peace otherwise? It seemed like it was going to be a good idea?
Aymet managed to break into his thoughts, "Wait, wait, I have the rings."
Don't ask Kettil why he was carrying them around, he just did. So shut up.
He was just as weird as she was, he was just better at containing it.
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 11:12 pm
Well, if Piper had to be found out, she was proud to be found because of her absolutely gorgeous hair.
"Siiiiiigh." She stood up from her crouched position and smoothed her dress out, giving Kettil a look. "So wait. This is a practice wedding . . . and you already have rings.
"Are those pretend rings too, Teacup?"
Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 11:32 pm
Kettil gave Piper a wide cheerful grin, "These are the real rings that we are gonna use," he said happily, unaware of his cousin's disapproval. He produced the rings from the folds of his costume.
Cause no, Aymet, he wasn't going to use parts of you. Thanks for offering, though.
"See? Aren't they beautiful?" He chattered along at his cousin as he waited for Freya to pick a mount.
Anyone can gander at the rings if they so decided to. The rings were in a small box, tied together with a bit of satin ribbon.
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 11:37 pm
"Awesome. Let me just clear my throat." Aymet proceeded to pull a puzzled-looking frog out of his mouth and tossed it aside. "Don't drink the punch," he added.
"Dearly despised," he began without missing a beat, flipping open a copy of the student council guidebook that had seemingly manifested out of nowhere for just such an occasion. Maybe he was keeping it in his sleeves, or maybe the frog was a misdirection. Or maybe he really kept it with him at all times... was he... reading out of it? It was hard to tell given his eyes were pretty much just glowing lights. "Most of us are gathered here today on this awesome rental scarousel..." "To force these two," he indicated the happy couple astride their majestic wedding mounts, "into unholy, school-sanctioned matrimony."
Oh, that's right, he didn't even know their names.
"Now, unless anyone has any objections..."
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WEDDING PARTY
WELL.... DO YOU??
Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 11:41 pm
In the midst of hopping from horse to horse, Freya managed to stop by where Hel was sitting, and sweetly smile while she stuffed her entire hand in her sisters mouth.
Mort realized he hadn't taken a seat and quickly took the horse beside Bells, leaning over to keep their hands held because why not. He didn't get to a lot that night anyway. At least they seemed genuinely happy about this very . . . practice wedding . . .
Although something in him twinged at the question, because Mort realized at that point that he still hadn't quite entirely gotten over the Herryk portion of his friendship with the valkyrie. There was still the tiniest of seeds, mean and hard as a rock, that laid deep in the dirt of his mind. Maybe the whispering perpetuated its existence. Maybe Mort just had a really hard time of letting go, even when seeing people as happy as they were. Maybe both.
Or perhaps, most of all, he was envious of how carefree they looked.
He sealed his mouth with a cloaked smile, squeezed the witch's hand, and said nothing.
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Teacup, you can't just spring that on her when did you get the wedding rings when did you decide this hold on KETTILLLLL--
Piper delegated herself to huffing impatiently and waiting for the ceremony to finish.
Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 12:08 am
He'd noticed Mort's gaze and graced him with a smile, unaware of the thoughts the zombie had in his mind. The Muut meant to talk to Mort, spend time with him, but...
They both always seemed so busy. Still.
He did like Mort.
Kettil leaned and gave his huffy cousin a kiss on the cheek as he murmured, "The real wedding will have all of the family there, okay? Just don't go writtin' letters about this, please." Part of him was not sure how his family would take to this sort of shenanigans and besides ... What if somehow Freya's family heard through some sort of disapproving family network.
Eek.
As for Objections? He had none, he was following Freya with his eyes and then...
"Freya! If you put your hand over your sister's mouth like that she'll object for sure," he called out with a bit of a laugh. This definitely was not their real wedding. As stunning as Freya looked right now, he knew that simply wasn't the dress she'd be wed in.
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"Well then, by the power invested in me as your student council president, and the power of your treasurer -" Aymet pointed to the romantic, dog-eared hitchhiker at the back of the proceedings, before continuing with a grin - "You may now seal this marriage with the usual things - a kiss, some rings, and a contract."
Aymet proceeded to give Mort the sort of look that could only be described as 'say something and you're next'.