(mostly open) oh this love would kill me

[entreats]

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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[entreats]

[ The girl just allows him to make all of these little adjustments. Partially since they will make her look - and, she hopes, feel - less awkward while going out there, but also just because it's one of those tiny privileges Break has that most other people don't. She'd bat their hands away before they could even try.

But here? Ange is standing so still, just allowing him to have at it, even though the words he says as he's finishing up the last bits make the tips of her ears glow with a blush, especially when it's followed up by that nose boop. ]

If I got any embarrassment right now, it's just because of you. [ G-Grumble, grumble.. But it's a mumbled protest more than anything, and Ange is still holding on to his arm as they start to move in the direction of the stairs, so they can move down to where everyone else is waiting. ] How could you tell a girl such things right before her own wedding..

[ Please, Ange, you're talking like he personally insulted you or something. Rather than just committing the crime of complimenting you. ]

I think we can wrap here!

[payingfordeliverance]

When else am I ever going to get away with it?

[It's because Break is someone who can make just about anything sound like teasing, honestly. But his arm, when he offers it, is strong and sturdy, and the man behind it possesses years of experience in regards to guiding fine ladies around on it. He matches her pace effortlessly, his free hand covering her own in a doting and affectionate gesture that will hide any white knuckles from view, and their trip goes so smoothly and without upset that Ange may well not even remember most of it later.

Why would she, once they arrive to find Ruby doing pushups at the altar? That's the important bit, after all -- the person Break is delivering her to. But once the ceremony is done and the assembled party settles in for the day's festivities, Break subtly lingers, and Ange will frequently find a certain omen's head draped lovingly over her knee or flashes of violet amidst the throng of red and gold.

And when Ozpin makes his little speech, Break is there behind her suddenly, hand resting on the back of Ange's chair and wearing the pleasant expression of a man waiting patiently to be told to go Handle It if it suits her. Underneath all the glitter of the day, they are all utterly themselves.]

yes, it's a perfect wrapping point! thank you for the thread c:

[entreats]