(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.

Comments

Beatrice (ota)

[manyone]

[ Beatrice is technically not invited, but she's tagged along as Battler's +1 anyway. She kept to herself for the ceremony, demurely lingering at the back of the the crowd and leaving Battler to his place of honor with the family and friends of the two. She had, after all, promised not to make a nuisance of herself.

That seems not to apply during the afterparty. She can be found mingling with the other guests, her shrill and distinctive cackle ringing out as she enjoys a joke or finds some anecdote particularly amusing. She avoids the axe throwing, if only because being near Ange with a weapon is likely to be asking for trouble.

She is a Witch, so of course she loves tea! Later on once she's had her fill of wine, she can be found sitting in the quiet corner, sipping on a cup of tea and perusing the books. ]

mingling

[hauntedsavior]

[anna does not know who beatrice is. or, well, she remembers an extremely detailed story about beatrice, but she never actually learned what the golden witch looks like, so here she is just letting a cackle draw her attention. from the way she's dressed, anna can tell that this other person is probably someone ange knows more than ruby.]

Well, you sound like you're having fun. Let me guess, party of the bride? [it's a joke. it's a joke because they're lesbians.] Name's Anna. Don't think I've seen you before.

Re: mingling

[manyone]

One of them, most certainly. Kihihi!

[ Beatrice responds with another of her little cackles, her eyes gleaming as she settles her gaze on Anna with an interested gaze. She takes a sip from her wine-glass and dips into a slight curtsy. ]

I am Beatrice, the Endless and Golden Witch, sister-in-law to Mrs. Ange Ushiromiya-Rose. A pleasure to meet you, Miss Anna.

[ Among many other things, but it's really complicated and fucked up, so let's not go too far into it. Yes, she promised Battler she wouldn't make a big deal out of being married to him at the ceremony but calling herself Ange's sister-in-law doesn't count, right? ]

[hauntedsavior]

[anna tilts her head.]

No you're not. [she raises a hand, palm down, like she's measuring the height of someone smaller than her.] Beatrice was about this tall and didn't look anything like you. And I'm pretty sure Ange wouldn't have invited her to her wedding.

[it's by the grace of johnny lawrence himself that anna isn't jumping direct to starting drama. that, and it's her little sister's wedding, and she's definitely not about to cause any problems here. this can be a normal human conversation between two extremely normal humans.]

[manyone]

I assure you that I am Beatrice.

[ There's a tinge of annoyance in her voice. She's the Golden Witch! People should recognize and respect that! She makes a soft sound of annoyance in the back of her throat. ]

Technically she invited her brother, Battler. I'm his wife, so I came with him as a plus one.

[hauntedsavior]

[you know what. sure. fine. she'd heard so much absolutely wild and convoluted stuff that it probably makes sense, somewhere in the middle of all of it. it probably makes sense that someone's alternate personality has become fully realized. (it's not as though it's foreign to anna, either, but she isn't consciously aware of that, is she?) still. anna can be rude about it.]

All right, Sayo, do what you want. Just don't cause any trouble. My sister and her wife have been through enough without any new problems showing up right now. And I'm damn good with an axe if I have to be. [she rocks on her back foot and sticks a matte black hand into her pocket, and she smirks. that part is a joke.]

[manyone]

I am not Sayo!

[ She actually stamps a foot and her expression sours a little. ]

I am Beatrice. There is a difference and if she were here she'd tell you the same thing! Hmph!

[ She crosses her arms and pouts for a moment, staring at Anna with a raw, almost childish displeasure. ]

I promised Battler I wouldn't cause problems and besides Ange and I have made our peace. You needn't threaten me. Don't think I'll forget it, though.

[hauntedsavior]

[well, that reaction isn't very sayo-like. she tries to remember that long conversation at her bar, and what she finds is that sayo had acted absolutely unlike the way beatrice is acting; sayo had taken great lengths to describe every single piece of misery she had experienced in her life, and the rise of beatrice as a persona, and the creation of so many lies that all came crashing down at once in the worst possible way.]

I wasn't seriously threatening you, Beatrice. [she decides to let it drop. if it were a serious threat, beatrice would know.] I'm not going to be responsible for any drama around here. But I didn't know that Ange's brother was here, or that you had married him. I had a much different idea of what happened on Rokkenjima.

[manyone]

Mm. Well, we haven't had a fancy party or ceremony or anything. He didn't want to upstage his little sister.

[ She gestures, encompassing the whole party and laughs. ]

Well... consider me the embodiment of Sayo's certainty. A Witch who in one way or another, controlled the fate of Rokkenjima and the contents of the box in which it was placed following that horrible night.

[hauntedsavior]

[anna pinches the bridge of her nose. yeah. sure.]

Well, Ange wouldn't lie to me, so this is probably just some alternate universe bullshit, and I can totally deal with that. All right, cool. [and, for academic reasons and no other, she asks what she's not certain she's drunk enough to be prepared to handle the answer for.] So, uh, how exactly does that work, again?

Tea time!

[imaglyphwitch]

[Luz did happen to notice the louder woman and was curious about her. She was pretty sure they'd never spoken to each other, but she had a kind of interesting aura that reminded her a little of Lilith somehow.

So Luz, who was totally fine with having some tea right now, had some pita bread with honey and a little bit of white rose tea].

Hiya! New to the house?

[foulhussy]

[ Kainé had met Sayo Yasuda on the shores of Trench within hours of washing up herself. They were different in a lot of ways. They were similar in a smaller, but significant number of ways. She was her first friend in this world. They shared their scars and hurts. She expanded Kainé's world. And eventually, she returned to the sea.

She knows who Beatrice is, of course. It wouldn't be fair to treat her like she was Sayo. It's not quite that simple. But hell, seeing her here reminds Kainé all over again how badly she misses her friend. She hasn't talked to her so far, but it's not like she avoids the witch when she sits down at the quiet corner with her. She gives a curt nod, flipping idly through a book. ]

[manyone]

[ Beatrice has no true knowledge of Kainé, though she's seen the woman around the wedding and sometimes at other times. Trench isn't exactly a large place and the Sleepers stand out a little. She glances up from her tea as the other sits, nods. Tilts her head in a slight greeting. ]

Something interesting to read?

[foulhussy]

[ She surprised that Beatrice is even here. She didn't know everything about the situation, but she knows more than enough of the ugly details. ]

Dunno yet.

[ It's some kind of paperback novel. Not her usual wheelhouse. ]

[manyone]

[ You murder one family and suddenly that's all anyone cares about. ]

Mm. Not that interesting, then?

[foulhussy]

I was never much of a reader.

[manyone]

[ Beatrice smirks, leans forward to rest her chin in one hand. ]

Oh? That's a shame. Stories have so many interesting things to offer us.

[foulhussy]

...You really are like her, aren't you.

[ She's quiet for a second, regarding the witch carefully. ]

I can't find those things. I was never the artsy type.

[manyone]

Ehh? Like who? Like who?

[ Beatrice's grin is positively sharp. ]

Perhaps you haven't tried hard enough.

[foulhussy]

Ah, nevermind. It fucks up the magic, right?

[ She rolls her eyes at Beatrice's theatrics. ]

Never had much choice.

slides in a month late with starbucks!!

[bolstafir]

[Qrow doesn't drink anymore, but having spent a year and change with Xerxes Break has given him a certain taste for tea, and eventually Qrow finds himself in the quiet corner himself when he's looking for a breather from all the loud excitable merriment going on.

He's seen her around the party on the arm of one Battler Ushiromiya, too, so when he settles in with his own tea, it's with a smile that's just a few degrees warmer than in their interactions before.]

Hey. Looks like we're family now too, huh? Really am collecting nieces in this place.

[He considered Ange his niece well before she and Ruby decided to get married, after all, and Battler had thus become his nephew by default. So if those two were together...that made her his niece as well now, didn't it? At least more or less. The words never really mattered that much, anyway.]

Re: slides in a month late with starbucks!!

[manyone]

[ It's more complicated that Qrow knows but Beatrice isn't going to start trying to explain the Ushiromiya family tree unless someone really wants to know. So she just grins her ghoulish little grin over her own tea cup ]

Despite Ange's disappointment in that regard, you're quite correct. My being her sister by marriage does indeed make me your niece.

[ Kihihi! ]

Poor thing.

[bolstafir]

[See, here's the thing. Qrow knows about Sayo. He even knows about Kinzo and Natsuhi, thanks to a certain network conversation he had with her while she was drunk. He does not, however, happen to know the more metaphysical side of that story, of Beatrice having been born out of Sayo's despair.

So here's a moment where he furrows a brow in confusion, wondering if he's missed something.]

Huh? Why would she be disappointed? Aren't you one of her fellow witches from home...?

[He may or may not have made some assumptions that were particularly charitable back during Tanabata, whoops.]

[manyone]

I mean, yes. I am another of the Witches of Rokkenjima, which include a fair number. I am also the horrid Witch that killed her family and locked them way within my cat box so that the truth of what transpired on Rokkenjima can never be known. She despises me for taking her beloved older brother from her and hates me for wiping out her family. As well she should!

[ Hm. She looks thoughtful for a moment, her lips pursed. ]

Though I suppose we've made a bit of our peace by this point... We understand each other better than we used to, in any case.

feel free to handwave this explanation, just wanted to establish that he asked it

[bolstafir]

[The record scratch moment is practically palpable, as Qrow blinks hard, several times.]

Wait, what? I thought that was Sayo. I never heard anything about a second murderer--

[? ? ? ? ?]

And what the hell's a catbox?