(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

[onekindsoul]

Yeah! You know- For as weird as all of that was. It ended up being a pretty chill month. Do you think the snake monster will be back? Even if we don't get a day off I'll gladly take it on again.

[Ruby Rose had... Priorities to say the very least.]

But you're right. It took me a long time to admit that there were more important things out there than just beating up monsters and protecting people.

And January here - or in the dream has always been a little significant to me. It's when I first woke up in the dream, met Ange. I lost eye that following January. Last January was probably the least eventful- but I think I deserved a break after the eye thing.

[hauntedsavior]

Yeah, I'd say you did too, kid. I started throwing myself right back into the fray when I lost my eye—like, I think I took maybe two weeks to let myself try to recover? Before I started jumping right into the bullshit again.

[that's not exactly how it happened, no, but she doesn't have the clearest time memory from that period of her life. she just remembers it was less time than she needed.]

I'm just hoping I don't turn into an Intoner again this year. I think NP actually had to talk me down from that one, but that was rough. [as she thinks about it, she wonders how many rampages she's actually gone on this year, and she doesn't like that it's more than one.] How about this. Let's make a pact to just fuckin' be calm no matter what happens in January. We need the break, and we might as well go into the new year with the same energy we hope to get out of it.

[she extends her hand as though the handshake will bind things.]