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♥ Who: Era & Ardbert & OTA
♥ Where: Lup's Fabulous Mansion
♥ When: Evening of December 12th
♥ What: Wedding Ceremony (invitees only) & Reception (OTA)
♥ Rating: PG-13

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INVITEES

{all invitees can bring a +1 if they choose}
• Lup
• Honerva
• Emet-Selch
• Ardyn
• Regis
• Noctis
• Prompto
• Ignis
• Lunafreya
• Lance

The mansion will open to all offworlders who wish to attend the reception — no invites needed for that!

THE CEREMONY (INVITEES ONLY)

Takes place in a cozy outdoor garden beneath a starry night sky. There are comfortable benches set up with enough space for everyone invited, as well as a not-insignificant number of reserved seating for people who cannot attend. The aisle is bordered by thistles, and lit by warm lanterns. At the end of the aisle is a small platform beneath an elf tree decorated with fairy lights.

Carbuncle leads the procession, acting as the 'flower girl' by shaking a basket of petals around as it trots along. It is followed by Era, who is walked down the aisle by Regis, and waiting for her at the end is Ardbert, flanked by her chocobo and his amaro, all looking very dapper in their tailored coattails and ties. She wears a long robe so deep a grey it looks almost black, and her face is obscured by a mask. She carries a artichoke bouquet.

When she steps up to meet her betrothed he lowers her hood and removes her mask. They're both smiling, clearly head-over-heels for each other. Her bouquet is handed over to Seto for safekeeping, knowing Peki would simply eat it (though Peki reaches over with his long neck and promptly eats it anyway).

There is a priest (grabbed at the last minute from the nearest temple) ready to begin the ceremony. It goes quickly and with hardly any fuss. There is no mention of gods or religion—just loyalty, commitment, and love. Hythlo, their amaro chick, is the ring bearer, and does an admirable job (even if he does run to Noctis instead of Ardbert at first).

In the end Era's vows are very simple: "I love you."

Ardbert abandons the vows he came up with earlier, following his wife's lead with an equally simple: "I love you, too."

Their first kiss is short and sweet. Ardbert has his fingers twined with hers and she can't stop blushing, looking shyly down at the ring on her finger. Familiar with her discomfort in being at the center of attention, Ardbert jovially ~~pulls the aggro~~ calls out:

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go eat!"

THE DINNER (INVITEES)

The meal will be held place in a second room made to look like another section of the garden from the ceremony. The dining tables are rustic picnic benches lit by warm candles in crystalline cups. Overhead is a balcony of arched branches, decorated with fairly lights and strings of crystalline beads (1).

Now devoid of her robe, Era wears a dress with flowing skirts that glitter like the night sky and a top as white as the Light that joined her and her husband together as one. Her hair is loose for once, and her auracite pendant hangs openly from her neck for all to see, as well as the scars on her back she rarely reveals.

The meal is largely made up of hearty, traditional foods like creamy lamb stew, potatoes of all kinds, myriad other vegetables, warm and buttery dinner rolls, various beverages (including both pomegranate and caelumfruit wines), etc., though if there's nothing that tickles your fancy available one of the moogle attendants will do their best to fulfill specific requests. The dinner will be served up to a maximum of nine courses, so hopefully you brought an appetite. Era sure did, and can be found stuffing her face alongside Ardbert in a way most unbefitting a bride, but very fitting for a Warrior or Light.

At the end of the meal they cut their two cakes (one apple-pomegranate and one ice cream), and when Ardbert smashes a slice of cake in Era's face he smartly chooses the non-frozen one. Despite having agreed to smashing cake in each other's faces Era is so excited to eat cake that it completely slips her mind, leaving her blinking up at Ardbert in utter confusion as bits of cake fall on top of her plated slice. (She finds it all very funny once she clues in, as does Ardbert).

**note: invitees will have their dinner first, but there will be food available throughout the reception! it just will be more of a buffet than a proper dinner.

THE RECEPTION

The main reception hall is a recreation of the main hall of Fortemps Manor, albeit a little smaller (1, 2, 3, 4). There is plenty of seating for those who wish to relax in a comfortable chair, or some peace and quiet to snack on finger-foods.

To the left of the main foyer is a medium-sized room with bright, focused lighting suitable for excellent photographs. The garden area is where one might go for that sort of background, but in this room guests can choose from a number of options - a few spots somewhere in Havenwell if they want a more grounded picture, or a different city entirely, an ocean view, a crowded party scene... plenty to choose from. Whatever is selected will be magically projected onto the opposite wall and floor where anyone can pose.

Prompto has been asked to act as the wedding photographer, though he won't be constrained to this room, so guests may have to find him or someone else to help. If they do not have a photographer handy, they can pass their camera or communicator over to one of the mansion servants who is standing by at the door, a semi-translucent floating moogle. The moogle will politely take any photo that the guests ask for until they're satisfied.

On the opposite side of the foyer is a large square area with a beautifully patterned floor, tiled and sturdy, well-suited for dancing or moving about, if guests wish to spend a little time prancing in their lovely outfits. Small cocktail tables and comfortable chairs line the outside area for when you need to rest your feet, and one corner has a band of moogles playing music, switching instruments in and out as needed between songs depending on the mood they're going for. None of them are singing, but there is a microphone if anyone feels like getting... impromptu. Just don't ruin it for everyone else... the moogles also double as bouncers on command.

A small room off to the side of the garden acts as the combination restroom/powder room, with segmented areas for privacy as well as a space to freshen up, cool down, and escape the rest of the party for a bit. It's as fancy as the rest, all marble and gleaming tile, clean and softly-lit. Imagine the nicest hotel bathroom you've ever seen, and that's about what to expect from this room.

MANSION NOTES:

• anything taken out of the mansion that was created within it will dissipate into smoke once passing through the portal, so no food, furniture, or servants can be stolen. (go ahead and try, though.)

• though only a handful will be visible and working at any given time, there are 100 servants hiding in the woodwork somewhere. anyone who causes enough of a ruckus that the bride and groom wish them to be removed will immediately be swarmed by moogles and tossed out the door.

• the mansion is active for 24 hours or until dispelled, so feel free to party as long as you want, unless the happy couple (or Lup) decides it's time for you to go the heck home already.

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PRE-CEREMONY (locked to whoever would be helping her get ready)

[ Era fiddles with the spinner ring she wears on her middle finger, doing her best not to mess up her hair, or her makeup, or her nails, or whatever else is valiantly attempting to make her beautiful for the moment Ardbert sees her. ]

This was a horrible idea. All the glamours in the world couldn't make me look like a proper bride... [ Her hands move to nervously smooth out non-existent wrinkles from the robe she wears over her dress. ] He won't change his mind, will he?

DINNER

[ With her nerves finally gone now that the hardest part is over and done with, Era is free to indulge in as much food as she can stomach. She manages to all but inhales two bowls of stew before she returns to paying mind to what's going on around her. ]

DANCING

[ Her ceremony dress had skirts far too long to be practical for dancing, and so once dinner is done and the party truly set to begin, Era slips into the powder room and changes into her reception dress instead. Lighter and of more reasonable length, she's able to move much more freely and without worry of hems getting caught beneath anyone's heels.

The first dance of the evening is, of course, shared with her dear husband. Even with some measure of practice it's clear that of the couple she is the only one with any proficiency in dance—she leads them through a complex series of improvised movements, dancing to the song that crescendos within their shared soul. She ends their little show with a flourish, twirling Ardbert in an expert spin and then giving him a playful kiss.

Once that particular bridely duty is done, she spends a great deal of time dancing to whatever music happens to be playing at the moment, both by herself and with whomever she manages to rope into being her next partner. ]

TIPSY-TURVY

[ At first it's difficult to tell the precise moment when the cause of her energy begins to shift from strictly joy to joy-and-wine.

Then the usually quiet, reserved, and attention-shy auri woman starts making requests using statements, not questions, and expresses her feelings with an earnest gusto that holds no regard for whoever may happen to overhear them. ]

Carbuncle! [ The aetherial creature in question freezes at the sounds of its mistress' delighted cry, paw just shy of sneaking an hors d'oeuvre off of an unprotected plate. ] Let's take a selfie!

WILDCARD

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Edited (now with actual prompts) 2020-12-14 01:37 (UTC)

[Pre-dinner - Invitees]

Ardbert can't stop smiling as he stands next to his wife, wearing his tailored tailcoat. He tries to give each guest some individual attention, the intimacy of the setting allowing him to only have to step away from her side for only a moment. Now, it's your turn.

"Thank you for coming. Let me know if you have any dietary needs—I think we got everyone's, but just in case we didn't...."

[Reception - Dancing - OTA]

It became obvious during the First Dance that Ardbert cannot. Not only has he accepted this truth into his heart, but it's an obvious source of amusement to him. Which is why he's approaching one of their guests with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

"Care to dance?"

[Reception - Tipsy - OTA]

Ardbert's consumed alcohol during the course of the night, enough to give him a nice, happy buzz. Enough to also keep him sitting instead of dancing (thank the gods). He's content to watch the going-ons of his own wedding with a warm, loving smile on his face.

"If you had told me I'd be this happy again before I got here, I wouldn't have believed you." Ardbert says, glancing to the person who just approached him. "It feels nice."

Edited (now with content) 2020-12-13 23:35 (UTC)

( a: a general mingle )

[It's difficult to not feel a little bittersweet about witnessing a wedding; just over half a year later, Noctis still feels guilt and an ache for that future he'd failed to achieve for himself and Luna back home. Time and good company has dulled that ache enough that it doesn't ruin the day or his mood, though, and he's happy to see people dear to him get to achieve that kind of joy. He's just unusually extra-quiet during the ceremony (aside from that momentary slip-up where Hythlo got him to laugh) and it isn't until afterwards that he's able to properly relax.

As per usual he does a lot of wallflowering, cordial but shy with all except those he knows well; thankfully this is a family event, so the majority of initial attendees are those he's accustomed to being himself around. Still, he'd much rather hang out in the garden or foyer to relax, munch, and converse. With the right people, though, he could certainly be convinced to wander over to the dance area and give that a go. For... a few minutes, at least.

He's dressed in a trim but simple black suit, peppered with subtle skull accents as usual, stylish and often fiddling with his hair to make sure it's still in place.]

( b: photo room )

[He's honestly in here just messing around with the options, curious about how random the backgrounds can get and enjoying the way it magically shifts and changes shape. Whoever happens to catch him here will get a somewhat sheepish smile for doing so.]

Okay... random, this time. Close your eyes.

[He closes his own and picks something at random. So... how lucky (or unlucky) were they?]

[Though she's kind of the unofficial "wedding planner", in that the mansion is her spell and she put it all together at Era's behest, Lup has mercifully little to do while it's actually in-progress. The spectral moogles take care of food prep, serving, security, entertainment... and thus leaves her extra time to actually enjoy the party, which - considering she's usually catering things - is pleasantly atypical. Not that anyone would begrudge her taking time to relax during a job, but she's a professional, dammit.

Since today is different, Lup is doing what she does best: look amazing and have a great goddamn time. She'll breeze through the crowd whatever the size, she'll munch on all the food she can fit in her stomach, she'll rock it on the dance floor. And she's not about to let anyone have a bad time in her mansion. She's dressed up all pretty and her hair highlights are pale blue today. On her back, a tattoo is on display, a set of seven black birds of varying sizes and arrangement, flying along her right shoulder blade, soaring towards (or rather, chasing after) an orb of white light near her neck.

One might just find an arm sliding through theirs at some point during the party, with a devious grin on Lup's face once she's noticed.]

You've been standing there looking pretty for too long. Come on, dance with me!

[To the ballroom! She will drag them if she must.]

Mingling
[ A beautiful ceremony with wonderful, strong, and good people leaves Pyra with a sense of joy and gratitude for all. The love shared between Ardbert and Era, as well as all of the family gathered to celebrate, puts her in a bubbly, excited mood. The present is filled with love. Surely, this means that the future can only be overflowing with it.

Whether at the dinner, the reception, or dancing, she'll be one of those easily able to strike up conversation. ]

Isn't it wonderful...?

[ Dressed in a gown with white and red sylleblossoms in her hair, a skull drop-earring replacing one of her usual crystal ones, and modest nude heels, she'll turn to whomever is willing to engage in conversation with a warm, almost dreamy smile. Pyra places a hand up to her cheek, sighing. ] That we are able to celebrate love like this.

[ Era and Ardbert are two wonderful people. She's happy to be here for them, and she's happy to celebrate their union. They deserve it-- this peace, this love, and all the happiness it brings. ]

Dancing
[ Being a wallflower? That won't do! She'll be urging you to the dance floor with her. ] Oh...! Let's dance! I just know you have some-- [ With emphasis: ] cool moves.

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"Sure that your wife won't get jealous?" Lance can't help but tease when Ardbert approaches him. "I mean, though, after seeing you with her out there on the floor... Kinda feel like you asking me now might be a punishment. Here I am, supporting you and being your friend, and this is the treatment I get?"

Yeah, he loves to tease. Even so, he grabs Ardbert's hand and pulls him onto the dance floor.

"At least I know what we gotta do the next time we hang out, though. You, sir, are getting dance lessons. If I'd had known beforehand...!" he laments dramatically.

Era is quite delighted to hear him say that, and makes her delight known by plopping down inelegantly on his lap and planting a kiss on his nose.

Mingling
[ When he arrives at the wedding as Lup's +1, the last thing he expects to see are all of the Lucians. Then again, their community of off-worlders isn't the largest, so perhaps he shouldn't be. Either way, with two bosses present? He supposes he'll be forgoing any beers tonight. What a shame, and strange at that. He feels he should be acting as security.

Also, a wedding isn't something he's attended in... forever, not that Nyx is shy by any means. He'll engage in conversation when spoken to, comment on the decorations and lights, and generally make healthy, light small talk. Dressed in a trim, all-black suit, he can be found at the photographing station, returning back to the garden area where the ceremony had occurred, or browsing what food or dessert remains on display during the reception. He's not hungry after the (superior) dinner, but pretending like he has something to do among acquaintances as they dance or celebrate is useful. ]

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[ HMU here with anything! Nyx can be found wandering the venue. ]

[ Ignis had been hanging back, keeping to himself and talking to people who approached him. Honestly, he's enjoying himself here and not worrying about things right now. He doesn't know the happy couple and would like to get to know them better when he's grabbed--

--and a startled sound escapes him. ]

Pyra?! [ Have a moment of shock as he registers her voice and who grabbed him. Oh she's lucky that he didn't accidentally summon out his dagger since he knows where he's at, it still catches him off guard. Once his heart settles down, he gives a small smile. ] Who do you think taught Noct a thing or two about dancing?

[ She's already begun to carefully lead him out to the dancing area, a light skip in her step causing the skirt of her dress to flutter. ]

Oh, was that you?

[ The wide smile can be heard in her voice. ] Well, then, I hope this doesn't put the pressure on you-- but I'm ready to be impressed!

[ And possibly taught more how to dance, because this must mean he's good at it! ]

"Relieved that I'm not stepping on her toes, more like," Ardbert accepts the teasing with a wide grin; it's all true.

He lets himself be lead onto the dance floor, pleased that Lance has accepted his offer. "I'd be much obliged if you did; it'd be a nice surprise for Era... we were thinking about it, and but it seemed more like 'us' if I had a chance to be a bumbling fool."

Ardbert beams at her and wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. He kisses her nose back, following it with a slightly less chaste kiss to the lips.

"You're so pretty! My wife is so pretty!"

Indeed it was me. I taught him for occasions such as this.

[ He lets himself be lead out to the dancing area, trusting her here that they don't bonk into other people. ]

You'll have to forgive me if I'm a bit rusty. [ It's been a couple of years but... he's also blind, but he's determined to not let that stop him. ]

Edited (a word, oops) 2020-12-14 02:54 (UTC)

Oh. Well, she'll just have to accept that slightly less chaste kiss to the lips and return it with all the enthusiasm her wined up self can muster (which is a fair bit).

"And my husband is so beautiful," Era giggles against his lips. "And the most horrific dancer."

[ As for herself, she, too, isn’t much of a dancer— she had been taught by someone in Havenwell who has since vanished. But that doesn’t mean she won’t try, and all that’s really needed is the want to dance!

And so, she takes his hand in one of her own, and the other goes to his shoulder. Her touch, as usual, is warm. ]

You’ve guided him in many, many things, is the impression I’ve gotten. [ Not just dance. ] ...But if you’d like, I can lead us for this one.

[ It takes him a minute to get his free hand on her waist. ]

Ah, I do hope he's said nothing but good things. [ In a teasing tone, but he knows that he's pulled more than fair share of his weight in guiding Noctis. ] If you'd like to. [ He'll follow her lead for this one! ]

[ He'd lost track of Noctis sometime after the ceremony and hasn't heard from him for a bit. He frowns a little at this, wondering where his friend had gotten off to. He excuses himself for a minute as he wanders into the garden, he definitely noticed Noctis being extra quiet before so he's a bit worried. He knows Noctis far too well by now, he hadn't gotten to have his own wedding back home due to Altissia being a thing. This is a happy occasion, but he won't fault Noctis if he's hurting a bit. ]

... Noct? You out here?

[He's close enough to hear the voice; he'd been somewhat lost in thought, but not so lost that he doesn't miss it. After a few seconds and a few familiar footsteps, Noct's arm brushes up against his to let him know where he is.]

Hey, Specs. Getting around okay?

I'm managing.

[ He's relieved to hear Noct's voice and to feel his arm brushing up against his own. Ignis sets his own hand down on Noct's shoulder and lowers his voice so they can only hear between them. ]

Are you alright?

I'm fine.

[The answer is his default, practically automatic by now. His tone is... slightly less certain, but not for a lack of trying.]

I'm happy for them- they deserve this.

[ Have a comforting squeeze on the shoulder when he hears the uncertainty in Noct's tone. ]

It's quite alright if this hurts you a bit, I don't fault you. [ Translation: I know you better than that. ]

If you need a moment, I'm here.

[Noctis purses his lips tightly, quiet for a long moment as he considers how to respond. He's under no illusions that Ignis knows better, but usually he can get away with just brushing it off. People have been pushing him not to do that, lately... seems Ignis has joined the party in that sense, too.]

It doesn't... [No, that would be a lie. It does hurt a little, but in a complicated way that he doesn't know how to explain.] Just. Nothing went down like I thought it would, and this is the first wedding I've seen since then.

[Back in Altissia, when he'd seen the wedding dress and it had all started to become real, when he thought he'd finally get to see Luna... he'd started to think about it again. The idea of going ahead with the wedding, treaty or not. Walking hand in hand with her, speaking their vows, joining their families. Growing up and watching his dad, he'd recognized the importance of having a queen or at least a partner, someone to help shoulder the burdens of a crown. As king and Oracle, they would have had different burdens to carry, but they could have helped one another. How different it might have been, if they'd both lived and the wedding had happened as planned.

It's not that he regrets everything. He's happy now, loved and far from alone. But the "what if" of it will always hurt.]

[Lup's response is a dry scoff, working on the final touches of her hairstyle at her back.]

I'll tell you a secret- there's no such thing as a "proper" bride. You're getting married, so you are one. And I'm pretty sure you could walk out wearing a garbage bag and Ardbert would still go through with it.

[If he didn't, there's no shortage of people who'd set him on fire for not saying something sooner, so there's that.]

[ Despite the reassurances, Era's tail still taps a nervous staccato against her leg. ]

That's because he's stupid when it comes to doing what's best for himself.

[ Ignis is only joining the party since he likes to think that he knows his oldest friend by now. Couple that with Altissia being a big thing that happened to all four of them, Noctis and Ignis especially, he just has a feeling that this wedding would... spark up some feelings.

Ah, there it is. The problem. The "what ifs" and it probably doesn't help that Lady Lunafreya is around herself, but Ignis hasn't bumped into her yet. ]

The 'what ifs' are getting to you, [ rubbing Noctis' shoulder lightly ] an occasion like this would spark up those feelings and it's quite natural for them.

[ Noctis has been around this place for over a year by now, he'd said, so he already knows by now how much people care and love for him, Ignis doesn't have to say so. He's felt Noct's care for him too when he practically knocked their front door of the hinges, just to see if Ignis himself was still around after a rumor.

So, after another long moment of quiet, he speaks up again. ]

Would it surprise you that this is the first one I've been to myself?

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Dancing!

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Dancing - cause they need more CR :C

yes!! iggy

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can we trust these two to not go nsfw

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i mean i'd like to hope they won't go nsfw in the middle of their wedding reception alkshgg

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