[open] Wuko Wedding

[arclightning]

Who: Mako, Wu, and you!
What: GETTING MARRIED
When: February 20th
Where: The beach, through the city, at the Raccoon Room in Cellar Door.

Content Warnings: An inordinate amount of fluff, potentially event happenings.

The Wedding

It's not a normal wedding. There's no officiant, they're not standing up in front of a bunch of people to declare their love: this is a Trench wedding, based on Mako and Wu's shared traditions, inventing some new ones.

The ceremony itself is a procession, from the beach to the Raccoon Room. It starts with just the two of them, at a flower arch on the beach, their hands clasped together, each in a gold suit with red and green accents on the collar and as piping down the front. They walk together along a flower strewn path, talking quietly with one another, sharing small, nervous smiles.

If you are close to the couple, you recieved a red envelope, delivered either by raccoon or small dragon, a few days before the wedding, inviting you to the ceremony. The small crowd gathers outside the Raccoon Room, where the threshold is decked out in red roses. The couple stands in the doorway, saying their vows, and pressing a blood-and-ash covered hand to the other's cheek.

While the ceremony is private, the reception isn't. Invites have gone out to basically the entire city, via Wu's post, so it's a pretty public event. Maybe you're coming because you saw that post. Maybe you're coming because you're involved somehow, maybe you just see a flower-and-light-filled party and decide to drop in. Everyone is welcome. After all, this is Trench, and everyone could be dead tomorrow, so why not celebrate something good while you have the chance? Come in, dance to music from different worlds, eat cake and noodles and dumplings, celebrate a little moment of happiness while you can. The party's going all night, and the couple making their solemn, slightly-bloody vows to each other are only the excuse for it.

The Party

Naturally, since this is Mako and Wu's wedding, it's at the Raccoon Room, decked out even more grandly than it was for its opening. Roses adorn every surface and drop from the ceiling in strings, perfuming the air. Scattered between them are red-and-gold lanterns, casting a dim, inviting light onto velvet hangings. Lining the walls are tables full of food and drinks. Everyone can't fit into this little venue, so Wu has also set up a draping tent outside, full of burning braziers of coal to keep the chill away. The doors are wide open to let the music from inside out: it's just the party, continued! Renfri can be found behind the bar, dishing up custom drinks.

The Music

Chicken Choice Judy, or Ryan Akagi and Min-Gi Park, make their Trench debut on the stage of the Raccoon Room, playing an eclectic mix of original music, 80s hits, current pop, and classical piano music. They begin with a slowed-down version of Lil Nas X's Montero, ease into an upbeat version of That's What I Want, and things take off from there. Maybe give them requests? They might play some of your favorite dance songs! This is a party for everyone, after all. A big space in front of the stage has been cleared for dancing, and the music will be going all night.

The Couple

After the more private ceremony (with only close friends and loved ones, for Mako's peace of mind) Mako and Wu are as available as any couple at their wedding, which is to say, not terribly. With new dark handprints from the ceremony on their faces—really, more on their necks, because Wu wouldn't stand for a giant handprint ruining his look—they can be found chatting with friends, huddled together whispering, or dancing together. They'll try to mingle as much as they can, but they're in pretty high demand tonight!

((ooc: Make top-levels to your hearts' content, mingle, have a good time! This is a Trench party and it's open to everyone! Wuko image credit)) © tessisamess

Comments

Re: Savage Opress / Star Wars / OTA

[wapples]

Billie is just having the greatest time. He's always enjoyed parties, and this one is far different from anything he can remember attending before. Everything is just so fancy! Everyone looks like they're having such a good time, and there is so much good food too.

Except for Savage, who looks like he's mystified by the idea of cake and is plainly looking to ditch it.

So Billie heads on over and peers up at him with big, round eyes. "You should try it, it's really good!"

[opress]

It wasn't difficult to be discrete at a party full of milling people. There were plenty of spaces one could ditch a plate, accidental or intentional. At this later stage of the evening, it should be even easier. Most people were dancing, drinking or chatting with each other.

He was just putting the plate of untouched cake on the table and about to walk away when a kit wearing another creature showed up. He tipped his head to stare down at the human kit and flared his nostrils.

"You've eaten a piece of it already?"

[wapples]

Billie nods his little head. "Yeah! It's really good - it's sweet, kind of like a really soft cookie."

In other words, tall man, you should absolutely try the cake.

[opress]

He wrinkled his nose, not particularly impressed by the description. Then he held out the plate with cake to the little kit. "You can have it," he said without humor.

[wapples]

Billie accepts the plate happily. He's not one to turn down free cake! Clearly Savage is not much of a sweets person, which is just weird, but whatever. Still, he hesitates a moment, and looks up at him. "How come you don't want it?"

[opress]

Well, at least someone was overjoyed to eat sweet treats. He half expected the cake to be gobbled down quickly, so he peered at the small kit. "I don't think there's enough meat in there for my liking."

[wapples]

Oh. He only eats meat. That explains a lot. Or maybe he just mostly eats meat. The boy digs into the cake. "Isn't it hard to find meat around here? It's mostly mushrooms and stuff, isn't it?"

It's fine, mushrooms are good too.

[opress]

Savage looked around at the party goers and then shrugged his shoulders. "Not particularly. I hunt for my food." He had never relied much on hand-outs before, though it was necessary when traveling through space sometimes.

"Mushrooms are good as well." He liked them and Trench had plenty.

[wapples]

"Yeah, the mushrooms are good. You can make really good gravy with them too. What do you hunt?" Billie asks curiously as he eats the cake. Something occurs him, though. "Hey! You don't hunt ducks, do you?"

He's only met Duck the once, but he is still worried about her. This guy better not be hunting her!

[opress]

"Mostly beasts beyond the wall. Small critters of town." He wasn't about to admit that his limitations on what he would eat for meat was rather broad. "Is that a small bird? I would eat one."

However, there was a point that he generally stuck by here. "I don't eat Sleepers." Not yet anyway.

[wapples]

"Yeah. She's a little yellow bird with webbed feet and a flat beak. She's my friend, and she's a Sleeper." He looks up at Savage incredibly seriously for a child of his age. "Don't. Eat. Her."

[opress]

"I don't eat Sleepers," he replied coolly. Unless they were dead. Maybe. He hadn't come across that scenario yet. "You're friends with a bird?"

[wapples]

"Good," Billie nods, still eyeing Savage. Sleepers don't deserve to be eaten. "And yeah, she's a duck, and she's also my friend. What's wrong with being friends with a bird?"

[opress]

"I wouldn't know. I don't have friends," he pointed out simply. He wasn't one to judge who people chose to ally themselves with, but a duck did seem like an odd choice based on the pictures of them he had seen. They didn't look like they would be successful friends or allies. "Do you have a lot of friends then?"

[wapples]

No friends? That sounds really sad and really lonely, and Billie knows an awful lot about both of those feelings. He suddenly feels a pang of empathy for Savage.

"I've got some since I got here, yeah," he nods. "At home too, but a lot of them I don't see all the time."

[opress]

He grunted, but he couldn't call those that he was somewhat allies with 'friends'. His culture wasn't set up to allow them such bonds, even if he was starting to think he had had a few back on Dathomir. They weren't allowed to name them such. It was a strange state to be in.

"So you aren't lonely?" That's what friends were supposed to do, right? "How do you know the mates of this ceremony?"

[wapples]

"I used to be," Billie shrugs as he continues eating the cake. "I was alone for a long time, then I met Tuck and Vyng."

They're his family now along with Perell, and more importantly, they're all here in Trench. It might not be an easy place to live, but there's no shortage of people he likes here, and he's determined to find more.

"I don't know them - but I guess Vyng does!"

[opress]

"I have my brother," he said, and it seemed that would mean that neither of them were particularly lonely.

Savage still wasn't convinced that cake was something worthwhile eating even while watching someone clearly enjoy it. Far, far too sweet. He also realized this might have been the first time he actually watched someone eat a piece of cake rather than just occasionally glance in their direction.

"Are you Vyng's mate then? I was given the impression mates tended to venture together to watch other people become mates."

[wapples]

"What? No! I'm nine," Billie declares as though this should be the most obvious thing in the world. Of course Vyng's not his partner. "He's one of my dads! He's helping at the bar! Tuck should be here somewhere too, I think."

After a second, he realizes he should probably explain who Tuck is before Savage makes any other assumptions. "He's my other dad."

[opress]

"Oh. It's hard to tell. Everyone is so tiny," he pointed out simply. He had general trouble aging humans since they didn't have horns or tattoos or anything. He looked towards the bar and then back at the humanling. "How did two males procreate to produce you?"

The mysteries of the universe or... cloning. He knew all about cloning in a general sense.

[wapples]

Billie is mostly used to people not getting his age exactly right. He's only two feet tall, but at home, where halflings were common, he was frequently mistaken for an adult. Even when he first met Tuck, the barbarian had assumed it was an adult whom he had invited to come adventuring with him, realizing they were both alone in the world. It was only later when someone pointed out that Billie was a child that he had realized his mistake.

He shrugs at the question. "I met Tuck awhile after I lost my family, and we met Vyng a little while after that. We're family now."

[opress]

He found humans hard to age sometimes, and small humans even harder for him. It seemed he wasn't any better at it now than he was before arriving here. He tilted his head slightly, then he rumbled in understanding. It was a clan situation.

"So you are a clan," he murmured. "I wasn't certain humans did that often."

[wapples]

Billie blinks. He's not really familiar with clan being used interchangeably with family. "Is that what they call it where you're from if you're adopted?"

[opress]

Savage snorted a nose from his nose. "All of the males of my people are adopted," he said simply. "And we are ordered into clans so we are raised by our Brothers."

[wapples]

"Just the boys?" Billie asks, tilting his head curiously. "What about the girls? Are they adopted too?"