deercountry | [open] Wuko Wedding

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

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[seafood isn't something she's really used to. it spoiled so quickly. in addition, neither Mother nor Cal cared for it much.

and at the description, her eyes go wide and incredulous] Raw fish? People eat that? It sounds unhealthy, eating such a thing raw.

[but she couldn't help wondering if she should try it. she was trying to have new experiences outside of her previously structured life]

Tell me about it, but some people love it. I'm not personally a fan, I don't care much for anything that came outta water.

[ give him steak and potatoes, please. ]

But if you've never had it, give it a try. Only live once, right?

Some people? Some people where? [she wrinkles her nose a bit] I like most fish well enough, but Ca--someone I was with didn't like them, so we never had it.

[she almost slipped there. how could she describe what had happened to her? to anyone?]

...I suppose you're right. [she eenie-miney-moes her way into a piece of tuna roll. she picks it up] Well. Here goes nothing? [and she pops it into her mouth, chews, and swallows with a thoughtful expression] I can't say it was terrible? [another pause] Actually, I think I might like it?

[ That makes him laugh, because hell if he knows. ]

My brother likes some of it. Not the weird stuff, like fish eggs and that kind of thing. Cooked salmon, some veggie kinds.

[ Dean is not going to try it - she can be the daredevil of the two of them this evening. He's had it in the past, he's good. ]

Yeah? I've heard the sauce makes it better, it's all salty.

Well, it certainly looks as though there is plenty to choose from? For example, what's a dragon roll? I'm kind of grateful I didn't get that one.

[but she does put a few of the tuna rolls on her plate along with a green condiment being served close by]

I'll have to try that, too. There are so many things I need to try and learn and get better at that it's a little overwhelming.

Your guess is as good as mine.

[ He looks at them all suspiciously, but doesn't take any. Instead, he snags another dumpling or two, satisfied that there's nothing weird in those. ]

There's a lot of stuff here from a lot of different places, I'm finding. I guess that's a good thing.

[she leans in a bit, trying to sniff at it] It's no use. Everything else is masking its scent. Well, best to leave well enough alone.

[she also picked up a few labelled salmon rolls. she liked salmon, cooked and smoked. who said she wouldn't like it raw?]

Absolutely. So many people from so many timelines and worlds, it seems as though they're trying to satisfy everyone. And who knows, they just might?

[ live your best life, Rose. You eat that raw fish. ]

Yeah, I mean why not, right? Everyone's kinda got their own specialty, you just kinda...have to figure out what that is, I guess.

[she will, treating it like finger-food and dabbing a bit of the green condiment on it]

Well. I always enjoyed learning? Even when it wasn't something I could easily apply to everyday life. Like psychiatry, I read Freud in the original German. [and she grins impishly] And used it to annoy the ex-fiancé.

Damn, really? [ Dean's pretty smart but he downplays it all the time - he's a grunt, not a genius. But he likes learning, likes figuring things out, even when he bitches about it. He's as much a walking encyclopedia of weird as his brother. ]

Was it, uh -- a riveting read?

Mm-hmm. Finishing school made sure we were fluent in French, but I learned German on my own. [after years of effort and she still feared she was far better at reading it than speaking it. and she likes learning, too]

Absolutely! Though, there was one theory I have to disagree with. I never once wanted a---a a penis. And I find it hard to believe that most women wanted one.

Damn; French, German, and English. My brother speaks a little high school Spanish, but I got nothin'.

[ Dean chokes a little on his dumpling, smothering the laugh that threatens to bubble up. ]

I...honestly couldn't tell you. Haven't discussed that with a lot of women.

Well, it was expected of ladies of a certain class back home. And I tried learning Latin, but it just didn't stick.

[she giggles and looks unrepentant]

Well, how does one slip that into everyday conversation? It's impossible. I've tried and it simply doesn't work.

Latin-- [ That, that he is familiar with, how'd he forget Latin? probably the penis talk. ] That one I'm aware of. Used it a time or two.

[ he has to take a swig of his hurricane so he doesn't choke to death on his dumpling. ]

You've tried? [ that's even funnier slkdfj ]

Really? Were you a student of the Classics back home? [she continues as though she's said nothing all that unusual] Of course I did! I had to ask someone and that someone certainly wouldn't be Mother.

Something like that.

[ does exorcising demons count? ]

I can't imagine mom reacting well to that question.

......Then again, you never know.

No, my mother would faint, then get angry at me for even asking the question. She'd demand to know what came over me to ask a question about penises in the first place, even want to know how I knew the word.

[ man. the early 1900s were wild. ]

Sex-ed was kinda lacking, huh.

[that wasn't the problem. it was that they were far too tame for a woman of her station]

Sex...ed? Yes, it must have been lacking because I have no idea of what that is.

[open] Wuko Wedding

The Wedding

The Party

The Music

The Couple

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(CW: old school psychology)

i snorted

I live to please! :D

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