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Who: Ezreal, Lux and you!
Where: Citadel
When: Backdated to 12/28
Warnings: None
What: A secret ceremony in Citadel, tell your friends

The great tree of Citadel, still in bloom despite the season, seemed far more beautiful that night than it had before. Covered in flowers of muted pinks, lavenders and whites, the space they chose practically glowed that evening. Gently heated with the help of a few gracious fire-types, what the bride-to-be believed would be a smaller, intimate ceremony and meager reception, instead gave way to a large gathering of friends and well-wishers. Word spread about their little to-do far more than either party had anticipated, making it all the more special. Ezreal might say that it was a way to collectively give Lux’s father the finger, judging from the turnout--loudly, even--but really, both were grateful.

The ceremony was short, sweet, and maybe even a bit surprisingly tearful, and while the reason for coming together was certainly important, the real fun began after the pomp and circumstance ended. The bride was radiant, the groom was surprisingly dashing considering who it was, and best of all, everything was said and done in a little over a half hour.

Those looking for good food and wine, or entertainment, would not be disappointed. The couple somehow managed to figure out a way to feed music through the entirety of the space, through a blueprint that Yosuke so graciously shared with a certain industrious Engineer, and foods from all different settlements were out and on display, ready to be eaten. There was ample room to dance, socialize, eat; and, for those who weren’t good at being social without certain coaxing, the bar was open to all, the bartender told to look the other way should they notice someone who might not be able to partake normally, for just this one night.

And what a night it would be. They had the space until dawn, after all.

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No, I'm good, really.

No, really, I insist.

[ She smiles sweetly. ]

[trapped]

Of... course, dearest. Please. Go ahead.

Don't worry, I'll get a bit of everything.

[ Taking his plate, she walks off. If you want to flee the city, Ezreal, now would be the time to do it. ]

[Ezreal will stand fast, knowing that in this he has been defeated]

[ It appears to be filled with tons of delicious food.

But what is that globule of grey food-like substance off to the side? ]

Here you go!

Thanks, dear.

[He'll pick at a few more foodstuffs. Still not touching the grey stuff]

Make sure to clean your plate. We can't insult the staff.

[ Pointedly. With a smile. ]

[Trapped. Ezreal downs the food quickly, and definitely a bit inelegantly]

[ You should know better by now, Ezreal.

But what's this? That strange, greasy-looking glob of... whatever it is, actually tastes good? What is this anyway?

Lux stands there, smiling expectantly. ]

Terrible. But that's that, happy?

[he's not even bothering to hide the fact that he's full of shit]

Really? But you were the one that picked out the food.

Well yeah, but some of the stuff was picked for your bizarre tastes.

Bizarre tastes? Look who's talking!

My tastes are perfectly ordinary and reasonable, thank you very much.

What about the last time we went to Refuge? Or Sanctuary, for that matter.

[ Sanctuary was particularly bad. The blood sausage wasn't actually blood, he said. It's probably fine, he said.

She won't let you live that down, Ezreal. She was at least smart enough to let him take the first bite. ]

Hey now, I never guaranteed it would be OK. That was just being polite to our hosts.

[ YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID, EZREAL ]

Next time I'll let you take the first bite. It's the polite thing to do.

Ah, but weren't you trying to be more adventurous? And you know what they say, ladies first and all that.

Edited 2016-02-10 06:22 (UTC)