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deercountry2022-10-09 09:38 pm
entreats) wrote in 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.
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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[ Has Ange ever heard that dog yodel? Who knows. It's very likely that even if she hasn't, she can kind of imagine the sort of sound he'd make if he would start singing..
And it's not exactly wedding-appropriate. Sorry, Baltus. ]
He would lose out on so many scritches for the rest of his life. He'd never find someone who treats him as kindly as I do ever again. [ Okay, maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration, Ange.
No matter how much biased treatment you give to that not-quite-dog at all times. ]
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[This is true, and if it's a reflection of Break's own pleasure in this day, there is no need to mention it. Just as there's no need to point out that even as the conversation drifts away from the serious things Ange is having a normal, understandable bout of nerves about, Break is still standing here holding her hands. He is confident that once they get out into the room where the ceremony is to be held, the nerves will all but vanish, as this has been Break's own experience with many things -- working himself up into a tizzy about this or that only to find himself experiencing perfectly clarity when things finally unfold in front of him. But, by that same measure, he is also aware that he never actually remembers that this is the case when he's in said tizzy, and being reminded of that doesn't actually help much.
Break considers it his solemn duty, therefore, to be Ange's silly distraction here in her time of need.]
If he truly can't contain himself, perhaps during the reception we can sneak out to the beach to let him really run. This is the great thing about those lanterns, right? And if anyone dares to question after why the bride has sand on her hemline you can tell them they're being uncouth. One simply doesn't question brides on their wedding days, you know?
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[ At least she says it with a bit of amusement in her tone. A bit of embarrassed amusement, mostly caused by the stress that still lies somewhere her words. She ducks her head for a moment, but then actually glances back up at Break's face.
(She's not going to lie, it does sound a little tempting. Even when she doesn't know how many of these nerves will be left after the ceremony itself, it might be nice to be away from everything for a little bit, just spending a moment with only Break and Baltus.) ]
Do I look that much like I want to run away?
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He'll bother, on Ange's special day.]
To want to flee from a large gathering is just a "Miss Ange" sort of feeling, isn't it? Anyway, part of the fun of a party like this is sneaking in and out of it. Keeps one's stamina up.
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Ange is aware enough of that fact that she doesn't really protest what Break is saying here. But whereas she'd usually be happy to flee any sort of social gathering, easily latching onto the quickest excuse she can find, it feels a little bit more rough to do so when it's technically her social gathering.
It's the same thing she told Michael, but he had told her that the bride is definitely allowed to sneak out. Ange doesn't doubt that Break would absolutely echo that sentiment.
Either because he believes it himself, or just because he can't help but spoil Ange. ]
Let's do it then. Later.
[ When the ceremony is over, and when people are mingling enough to not notice her being gone for a little bit.
Even though being out on the beach in this outfit is going to be a pain, but the relief of being away from everything for a few moments will surely outdo that, Ange figures. ]
.. do you think Ruby won't notice? I know she won't mind. [ Because it's how Ruby is. It's why Ange is marrying her. That girl understands so many things about her without Ange even having to try and explain. ] But it still feels a little.. you know.
[ Hear: I'm going to feel a little guilty anyway, because I'm dumb and way nicer than I pretend to be on a daily basis.
The sort of thing Break does know about her, hence Ange's little 'you know' there. Break does know. ]
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Break has developed an anti-corruption tattoo habit over the past year and while he makes no effort to hide them, he also doesn't bother explaining a single one of them unless asked directly. This one he elaborates on least of all, simply calling it "a reminder of someone very important." It's entirely possible that those who don't pay much attention assume that it's for Qrow -- the flowers are sort of rose-like and pink is a reddish color, so surely it isn't worth a second glance and Break's just got it really bad for this guy. But the truth, of course, is that Qrow is not Break's first any more than he himself is Qrow's, and in fact that certain important someone is the one who started the long process of opening him up so that he could become everything he is to those he's met in Trench.
This smile is for memories like the way Shelly Rainsworth would laugh with delight when he was so bold as to sneak into her bedroom through the window to avoid the other servants, and how she inevitably noticed when he disappeared for entire days and would answer by lingering long at the tea table with a single macaron left on the tray, waiting for him.]
...I think that -- those who truly understand how to love people like us realize...to be thought of as a home we can come back to when the sneaking is done is, perhaps, the greatest honor we're able to give.
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But it's everything about Break that stops her before words can leave the girl's throat. The way he's quiet for a moment, like he's obviously thinking about something more behind the words he's telling her here. The way he's rubbing that tattoo - something Break never offered to talk about, and so Ange never bothered to ask.
She wonders who he's thinking about. For a moment the girl stares, as if that might somehow bring the answer to that question to her, but of course it doesn't. All she can tell is that Break must be thinking about someone he's very fond of, and that that is why he's saying it like this - despite Ange already very well understanding the sentiment herself.
It's that fact that leaves her quiet in turn for a moment, glancing briefly back at the mirror she had been staring in earlier, fussing over every small part of her appearance for such an important day, and then slowly speaking up again. ]
.. I think Ruby would probably put it in a slightly less poignant way. [ Perhaps she's trying to lighten the air a little bit, by turning this corner into the conversation, rather than something deeper. ] Maybe something more like 'sure, Ange, have fun!'
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[Trench being Trench, there's no doubt Ange will find out more about Lady Shelly someday. After all, she's the one who had the biggest hand in making him the person that he is. For now, though, she can remain a bit of a mystery. Break is the sort of person you simply can't learn everything about in only a year, after all.]
Don't worry, don't worry. Baltus and I shall keep watch over you, and if things start looking thorny, we'll kidnap you right away. If it pleases you, we can even think of a secret signal for you to use, like in a movie with undercover agents and things.
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[ You know-- even if that defeats the actual point of undercover agents. Ange is very well aware that Break could go truly undercover pretty well if he tried. If he was serious about it.
But she can also totally imagine him having way too much fun being very dramatic about it. The most exaggerated undercover agent of all time. Break seems to enjoy little frivilous breaks like that, after all. ]
...
[ Ange pauses, staring at the door. Seeming to realise something. ]
I guess it's about time to go out there though, huh..?
[ She can't delay it much longer, or she'll be late to her own wedding - which even Ange, the ultimate introvert who would rather hide here forever than go out and face all those people - can't excuse. ]
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[Break is guilty as charged, and proceeds to take a pocket watch out of his vest and make a show of glancing at it, despite the fact that this wedding is taking place in Ozpin's house and there are wall clocks everywhere.]
Mm, I suppose it is time, isn't it? [Snap shut goes the pocket watch.] Ehhhh, now that the time has come, I feel a little sad, you know? In just a little while, I won't have a special task to look forward to anymore, unless you come up with another for me.
[But he's smiling all the same. Ange will be hearing a great deal today that it's her day, her special time and Ruby's above everyone else's. That's true and Break agrees, obviously. But it's a special day for all the people who love the girls also, and a memory Break has been well aware he's going to treasure long after.
He shifts to offer his arm, and help Ange stand up in her dress.]
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Even if her grip on him is a little tight. The way a cat might hold onto a human to avoid being lowered into a bath, just with less claws out.
And yet, despite all the clear outward signs of nerves, Ange still manages to tell Break: ]
I'll try to think of something new for you.
[ Like Break is a zoo animal who needs his enrichment..
The girl sucks in a breath. ] Okay, okay, hold on, last check-- you're contractually obligated to tell me if there's a single thing that looks weird on me right now, okay? Before I go out there and everyone sees it.
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No, instead of being a shitty, teasing elder-brother-fatherly-uncle-whatever-he-is, Break looks her up and down, his keen eye spotting all the little details that matter in this sort of situation. The clasp of a necklace's chain wandering down towards its pendant instead of remaining properly at the back of the neck, or an errant loop of hair that's pulled a little tighter than the matching one on the other side. These kinds of things he fixes with deft fingers, trying not to think of the way he'd twirled carelessly out of this role for the last party he'd prepared for as though he'd merely gotten sidetracked, because he hadn't yet been brave enough to tell Sharon his eyesight was as good as gone.]
...what I see with this tired old eye of mine is -- a strong young woman, who is looking just a little more grown-up each and every day...one who has chosen to step forward into a future she's writing for her own self, in spite of everything that would hold her back. [One last adjustment of a bobby pin and Break -- well, he boops her nose, is what he does.] There. You look lovely, and now you can unload all your embarrassment onto me until we get to the ceremony. On a day like today, once you've got Miss Ruby in front of you, you'll not think to look at anyone else.
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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!
[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: