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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Nov 10, 2008 17:59:39 GMT -5
"Well, first we have to wait." he said with a bit of a nod, "don't worry though, I have my beliefs that you'll make it through this one easily. No more deceptions." He promised with a smile as he sat down on the floor, his back on the wall next to Suzume's door. "Finish line sure seems to be coming up quickly, isn't it?" he asked with a bit of a laugh. He still had the bladed knuckledusters on, and moreso worrisome is that he hadn't even said what the last bit is yet. It could be anything, especially considering how this trial had gone so far. Israfel had a smile on his face, "Treat her well, Cecil and never forget that this life you have with her is your only life with her, live every moment you can as if it could be your last and regret nothing." He reached into his pocket and withdrew a little flask, it was ornately decorated but somewhat macabre (pronounced mah-kahb, did you know that? I learned that only recently) in appearance, it was to be expected from Israfel, I guess. He offered it to Cecil, "You're not going to get drunk, it's just something to help ease the nerves that might be settling in now or perhaps a bit later." inside the flask was a sharp liquor that burned the throat and warmed the face. He looked up at the door, waiting for when Suzume would be done and the final trial could be finished.
(should we continue working on the RP with Suzume and Cecil's mother, then? hmmm?)
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Post by Arual on Nov 10, 2008 18:06:28 GMT -5
(Yeah)
"Thanks." Cecil took it, but didn't do anything with it yet since he knew the trials weren't over yet. "What's the trial, Israfel? Or....the last bit of it- whatever it is...." he asked. "I don't think I'm taking in anything til after the whole 'trial' thing is finished with."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Nov 10, 2008 18:15:29 GMT -5
Israfel's serious expression broke into a loud bout of laughter, "I'm not going to sabotage you, Cecil!" he said, "The last bit is merely tradition and won't take more than a few seconds and involves just a little blood and some lyric." yeah, Israfel seemed to kinda hope that the mentioning of blood in there would be overlooked or at least not cause panic. Panic was not good. Panic at the Disco though was a good band but that had nothing to do with the current situation. "Nobody will get hurt, not more than a little sting." he tried to comfort as he pulled another flask out, this one a bit simpler but snaked with veins that seemed to flow with a bronze hued metal. "To the wedding, the bride, the groom, and the future." He said, holding the flask he held up to Cecil, it could be noted that Israfel was making careful note to have eye contact with Cecil- whether or not there was some reason or not for this such as another part of the trial was unknown. If Cecil was paranoid enough about it he would ask why the hell Israfel was so intent on toasting while making eye contact. Li-Wa knows, but do you? O,O
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Post by Arual on Nov 10, 2008 18:26:49 GMT -5
"I didn't think you would- but you did have a trial of your own...." the groom replied, looking at the bottle. He wasn't about to be some drinker or anything.......but he recalled having to do it plenty of other times for traditions of his own. He did keep contact too, and klinked the flask in his hand against Israfel's.
"Why do you still have on a pair of blades?" Blood was nothing. He'd seen more blood in his lifetime then what fifteen bodies held alone. What was the difference? Though this whole time he forgot his nerves, the very mentioning of them had brought them back. If it was some sort of test- then he may fail this one.....
Cecil hated the idea, but flipped the top open and took a tiny sip. The young man's face scrunched from even that as it stabbed him down his throat, causing him to cough a good bit. "What the hell is in that stuff?!" Never again. Yup. First and last time.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Nov 10, 2008 18:58:03 GMT -5
"Not a clue!" Israfel said as he took a swig of the fiery drink from his own flask, a grimace forming on his face as he swallowed but he didn't seem to mind all too much, he simply held a smile on his face, it was funny how Cecil didn't bother asking about the eye contact thing, it was merely a myth but a myth that was a good thing to worry about anyways. "Why do you ask? It's not going to kill you." He knocked on the wooden floor after saying this of course, not wanting to jinx anything. He seemed rather pleased with the day's goings on, "Too bad the party's not tonight." he mentioned, "Akira and Makashi are taking care of that." he mentioned, it might be cause for worry if you took your train of thought in certain directions but it could be figured that Akira and Makashi would be well capable of making the celebration stunning. "Ceremony tonight, celebration's a suprise." Israfel smiled, obviously knowing something or other about what it was going to be like and he was rather much anticipating it.
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Post by Arual on Nov 10, 2008 19:07:27 GMT -5
"Well, when is this whole 'traditional' thing going to happen? When Suzume comes out?" he asked. Cecil from one of the trials previous to this finally could feel that bump on the back of his head, and his hand ran over it to locate where it was for future reference and a large ice pack when he had time.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Nov 10, 2008 19:53:33 GMT -5
"When Suzume's ready but untill then we wait." Israfel said in a rather sure tone, "Then afterwards we head off to the actual ceremony" he informed before taking another quick drink with a smile in his expression, "The best of luck in your marriage." Israfel set the flask down on the floor and sighed, of course Israfel had never been married, never even thought of it- marriage was too much of a burden but he had a deep respect for anyone who found the one person they wanted to spend their life with. Israfel was also honored that Suzume had asked him to do the preliminary rites.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 11, 2008 20:21:39 GMT -5
(If you are not very interested in Zawa's characters, you can skip down to the part below)
"I wonder if how long these trials last," Gerro mused, making his way to a seat. There was a festive air about the place--everyone loved a good wedding. "Maybe weddings around here last days and people just sit around..."
"Gerro! Gerro! Over here!" said a lively voice, and he turned around to see Kerret, blue haired, blue eyed, and all in white as usual. His friend had found a seat next to Zet, who in contrast was black-skinned, blindfolded, darkly-dressed cloud of drow seriousness. Of course, he looked absolutely perky compared to Ensuna a row over, who seemed to blot out the cheer of his whole section with black cloak draping and red eyes glaring. Keyne nestled against him as a cheery array of color, and Gerro's eyes lingering on her new attributes, modestly covered but still hard to conceal. She was growing up. Ensuna had noticed his innocent appreciation, and Gerro hurried over to Kerret, deciding she wasn't worth the risk.
"So how's the weather?" he asked, smiling widely and trying not to look at what probably was an angry father. "Anticipation," Zet replied, surprisingly, and pivoted in his chair to look for the betrothed. "Yeah," the sprite replied, fwumping down with little grace. A wave a nausea made him grimace and rest his head on Kerret's shoulder. Kerret laughed and made a face, but Gerro only stuck out his tongue. "I'm small and cute. That with my extremely secure sexuality allows me to do this." "Aren't you feeling well?" "Miss Luna is angry with me. I called her fat this morning." "Oh, clever."
They continued to banter on, and Hase watched somewhat wistfully two rows back. There was a self-mocking expression on his face, as if he was making fun of himself for something. He was wearing a suit and obviously a little uncomfortable about it, but otherwise content. The person sitting next to him obviously saw no need to get dressed up, and one could argue that a tailored trench coat was not ideal for this type of weather either. Rell had an exaggerated boredom across his countenance, and he kept glancing at Hase to make meaningful eye contact. Hase was determined in avoiding it.
"A toast to good cheer?" the demon of the two asked, offering a wine glass of vodka with a cutting smile. Hase didn't seem to think it was funny.
A few other guests who were not technically invited but decided to come stood on the outskirts of the wedding area, watching politely and trying not to get in the way.
(Start here, o uninterested ones)
The minister of today's ceremony leaned against a large willow, the smooth bark soothing against his back. He paged his book and waited for any signal that he was needed.
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Post by Arual on Nov 11, 2008 20:36:41 GMT -5
The double doors opened up to let the warm breeze move through and pull on the couple behind the doors. Cecil's hand had taken many beatings, but this one he didn't mind having.....he knew what he will have for keeps in the end......making it all the more worth it.
(most of it is in the Dorm room, so when Liwa and all are here- we can start it up)
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Nov 12, 2008 19:42:35 GMT -5
Suzume looked at the people gathered, Gerro, Akira, Neko, even Rell was there. She smiled, she hadn't expected Rell to make any effort to be here. She knew that Rell cared about people in some part of his heart, everyone was just overly critical. Suzume's hand must have stopped bleeding because it wasn't wet anymore, but she wouldn't have noticed if it was bleeding.
The miscellaneous people who sat waiting for the ceremony to begin included Akira, Neko, Donna, and of course we're already aware of Israfel's presence. Akira sat quietly near the aisle, a smile on her face as she looked back towards the couple. Her eyes were a little watered, from crying or something, "Back there when I said you failed and I treated you like that- it was the trial." she explained, actually hoping Cecil would forgive her for the harshness that was used, though she pretty much had to be like that, and it was pretty damn convincing, wasn't it?
Israfel looked to the back of the room towards Suzume and Cecil, his golden eyes flickering with a bit of amusement, the bride looked almost scared of all the attention. So he looked ahead, waiting for them to get to the front of the room so the whole ceremony could be done. It was odd how the ceremony was done on a completely different day from any celebration- but hey, it was best to just leave Viriseans with their traditions.
Neko, paying no attention to reverence or tradition stood up and darted to Suzume and Cecil, a smile on his face, "You made it!" he said, obviously he had every faith that Cecil wouldn't have a problem and it showed. "You guys look perfect and I'm sure that you're going to be happy together and it's going to be wonderful and look at everyone who's here!
"Neko!" Suzume interrupted, a bit of an embarrassed blush on her face.
"All these people to share today with you, even mMango! See!" Neko held up the bird for Suzume and Cecil to see.
"Neko!"
"And Akira and Gerro and Kerret and some other people I don't know!"
"Neko!"
"Whaaat?" Neko asked, mind you this whole time he was speaking in a normal tone so everyone could likely hear him, it might have been considered obnoxious if it wasn't for the fact that Neko was just overly happy about the situation and had no clue of his blunder.
"Please go take a seat..." Suzume asked, trying to be nice.
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Post by Arual on Nov 12, 2008 19:54:49 GMT -5
(The wedding is outside! xD Li-Wa: So I've heard...)
Cecil looked to Neko. Wait, they where here? The young groom swayed his eyes to the one side of the room and saw everyone scattered around. He should have had the rest of that stinkin bottle....no, wait! He invited no one.....Gerro.
....I understand that now, Akira. I'm sorry too for getting on your case a bit.... Cecil responded, a glance toward Akira herself before turning his attention back to Suzume.
Once Neko went back to his seat, Cecil looked at Suzume. "I'm a little nervous now....." The boy intentionally shook himself a little to shake off the adrenaline high. "But.....I guess they've waited long enough, huh? I know I have...."
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 12, 2008 20:54:13 GMT -5
Minister Odell paced over to the middle of the two sections and stood straight and ready, the dark hood lifted to watch the bride and groom. The book was held open in one hand as he waited for the two to approach.
"I always get so teary..." Gerro said, using Kerret's coat as a handkerchief dramatically. Kerret endured it pretty well, trying to keep a straight face as the group focused on their student and friend. He looked nervous, of course, which was normal. Besides that, no one cared what the groom looked like. Suzume, on the other hand, was stunning, and Gerro at least seemed to notice.
Keyne laughed quietly at Neko, thinking he was cute, though not in a way most girls her age would. Maybe it was the ears. She tried to wave him over to the seat next to her without causing a ruckus.
A delicate blue flower with white around the edges of the petals appeared on Suzume's person, and Rell murmured "Something blue," as if she had forgotten.
On the outskirts, Zanthus shifted, trying to get a better view. "You think I would have been invited. Every other teacher's here," he said, in a good natured complaint. He wasn't really upset; that just wasn't like him. "So how do you know him?" "I don't," responded a tall, blond-haired young man, also a student. He smiled oddly, seeming about to cry with Gerro at the moment. "I just thought I should come." Lorien laughed and shrugged, knowing it was silly.
The priest then seemed to decide they were ready. "Please now, you who are to be wedded, approach," he said formally, his voice deep and even. Everyone hushed.
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Post by Arual on Nov 12, 2008 21:26:31 GMT -5
Cecil looked ahead, that lightheaded feeling aside, and walked up to where he was called along with Suzume. He couldn't believe this was happening to him.....or something this good would ever come across his path, but it did!
He would kill Gerro later- which meant tomorrow.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Nov 12, 2008 21:38:09 GMT -5
Neko scurried over to the empty seat next to Keyne, his green eyes attentive to the proceedings. His legs kicked and swung placidly in a manner reminiscent of an eager child. "I'm Neko." He whispered, a smile on his face as he looked around the ceremony with wide eyes. He obviously had never been to a wedding before and had no clue what was appropriate for such an occasion.
Suzume had one hand wrapped around Cecil's and tentatively started walking towards the priest, glancing down to the flower that had appeared but thinking nothing of it at the current moment, simply looking back up and thinking to herself that she really ought not trip. Her hand that grasped Cecil's was shaking slightly and she looked back towards Makashi and she felt scared, like she was some kid who forgot what they were supposed to say for the autumn play production. She wanted to make sure she didn't forget anything and so she ran through to-do lists in her head, focusing on that because it was a lot better than focusing on everything that could go wrong.
Israfel seemed reserved as ever, only the faintest bit of a smile in his expression as he composed himself, perhaps to avoid displaying enough emotion that he would come to regret it, such as an action like happy tears which were very much out of character for him. He simply watched the couple with approval, as if he had been there for the lives of both person and knew this day was coming, admittedly Israfel hadn't been in the picture of either the bride or the groom's lives for very long but like with everything Israfel did, he left a major impact on thier lives, whether it be good or bad. This wasn't a thought of Israfel's of course, it was simply the thought of the writer whom was noting that Israfel showed up as an unfavorable character in an unfavorable time, but hey- we all forgive the guy, amiright?
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Nov 12, 2008 22:15:38 GMT -5
"Love is upon you for declaring the right of marriage, an event of joy, but also of duty," he said to them as they arrived. "All those who have came to watch these lovers today are bound by love to support this marriage for all of their lives. If there are those in the audience who do not wish this duty, or those who feel this union should not be, they are welcome to leave at this point. Later, I will give them peace." This was addressed to the audience, all in mild and calm tones, despite the questionable meaning of that last sentence.
"Cecil Shan," he said, turning to the groom. "The spirit of a man is fire, fierce and passionate, but quick diminish and relight where it will. Do you swear that though years and depression may weather and wet your soul, you will always have a flame for Suzume? Do you promise to be consistent, even in times when your passion dulls for her and others tempt to spark it? Do you swear to be the first to warm her with kindness when she grieves, and the last to burn her with anger when you suffer? Is she worth this, to you?"
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