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ange "the definition of chuunibyou" ushiromiya ([personal profile] entreats) wrote in [community profile] deercountry2022-10-09 09:38 pm

(mostly open) oh this love would kill me

Who: Ange, Ruby, and you!
What: Ruby and Ange's wedding, and all their CR is invited!
When: Late October
Where: The rebuilt Clockhouse

Content Warnings: Semi-irresponsible weapon usage.




Sometime around the beginning of October invitations would have started to be sent out to the various people in Trench Ange and Ruby know - announcing the two girls' wedding at the end of the month.

When the day itself comes, people will find the location - the newly rebuilt Clockhouse, which some of the invitees may have helped rebuild in the first place - tastefully decorated. Some of the house's stranger features have been covered up by decorations in red and gold, mostly taking on the shapes of roses and butterflies all over the place.



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[personal profile] foulhussy 2022-12-02 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
She was.

[ Her lips quirk in the smallest of smiles, thinking of how she saw her loneliness, her self-hatred, and how she invited her into her home. How Anna first found her wandering the halls of that illusory hotel, calling out for a woman long dead, and extended her hand in kindness. She knows now that Anna needed her just as much. She clung to her in a way that was utterly unfamiliar to her experience. They'd picked up a lot of nasty habits in those first few months, but to know that she was needed, and that this time she didn't have to leave... it made her so happy. It still does.

Love makes you do funny things. Like going to another wedding, and throwing axes. Nothing bad has even happened at this one. ]


You must have met her not long after everybody first came here, right?
Edited 2022-12-02 07:39 (UTC)
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[personal profile] foulhussy 2022-12-08 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ange doesn't have to say any more. The obvious implication. The ones from the dream gradually leaving. It's better not to dwell too long on that.

She smiles, small and fond. ]


I'm jealous of her sometimes. She's so good at things I wish I could've been. Not that I usually give a shit about parties but...

Hell, she changed me a lot.