wedding post ⇨ ❝here comes the bride and groom❞

[ready2go]

Who: Stocking Anarchy + Wang Yao (China) + Guests
Where: The gym's auditorium
When: 8/7: Morning time
Rating: Uh PG-13 to be safe
Summary: It's a wedding not open heart surgery
The Log:

Before the wedding can start the groom must go through the wedding door games while the bride adds finishing touches to her outfit and makeup. Once that's done they head over to the gym and the wedding can start!

(ooc: everything will be done in comments. reply to the comments with the specific subject line. the before the wedding subject lines are locked to the bride, groom, helpers, and other asain countries. the honeymoon will take place in Rina's musebox if you wanna read it. though I don't think you should. everything else can be added as a regular comment.)

Comments

[shortestfuse]

[ Now he's just embarrassed. ] Whatever.

It's the truth and I don't blame 'em, it's just somethin' I gotta live with.

[ He looks over, ready to deflect the question. ] What about you?

[crowsong]

[Gin finds this amusing still.

Oh, a question directed at him?]

Nah, it's not meant for me. [As far as he's concerned, there's no such thing as love in this world, only easily deceived people who let lust get in the way of rational thinking.]

[shortestfuse]

Ah, that's too bad.

[ It's Shizuo's turn to pat Gin on the back; it's a little rough. He smiles though, understanding.

A kindred spirit is nice to have sometimes, even if it is a solemn topic of conversation. ]

[crowsong]

[He doesn't react to the pat at first, but later turns to Shizuo and smirks.]

This subject's one hell of a downer. A wedding's supposed to be happy. Let's go get some more drinks and maybe some desert that won't make me gag.

[shortestfuse]

... [ Drinks. Maybe just one. ] It's... a special occasion, I guess.

[ He accompanies Gin on the quest for food and drink, eyeing the selections. He sees a wide variety of alcohol - that is lovely. ]

No Vermouth for me tonight.

[crowsong]

[Oh? Gin makes a pleasantly amused, humming sound in response, before picking out some more traditional sweets of a more subtle flavour.]

[shortestfuse]

Want somethin'?

[ He plucked a few choices from the table, examining them before pouring deftly mixing himself a sweet drink. ]

Before they make me stay and work this table?