[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

[royalfling]

Manabu, put those down!

[ Okay he finally realizes that you're still holding them. He doesn't, however, offer to help and just steers Manabu to the nearest table. ]

Come on, buddy. Even you have to be able to let loose every once in a while! It's a wedding-- it's my wedding. Please? For me?

[siriusly]

[Manabu almost reluctantly does as he's told, losing his last reasonable excuse to not do this at all. there's a bit of steam vapor from under his collar despite the unending chill he feels, which is...weird and kind of unfair: if he's going to be embarrassed to the core, can he please feel a single temperature about it instead of being freezing while also flushed?

Wu delivers that nauseating guilt-based gutpunch that makes Manabu grimace, mouth opening and closing feebly before he brings up his hands in a helpless gesture.]

Wu, I--I don't know! I don't do this! It feels silly when it's me!

[royalfling]

Then, here! Let me show you!

[ Wu grabs Manabu's now-freed hands, pulling him onto the dance floor. Wu can feel that embarrassment, and he's determined to do his best to make Manabu feel more comfortable.

He starts to shimmer and shake and all around just dance like a fool because that's how Wu dances. There's a method to it, but it's no school of dance that's taught out there. Wu mostly taught himself, dancing along to the radio in his lonely room in the palace with no one to judge him, and no one to teach him. ]

I don't think you're silly at all! [ Because, frankly, can you be as silly as him? ]

[siriusly]

[two wolves are inside this Raccoon Room tonight: one wobbles and jerks around like nobody's watching, and the other definitely watches.

best he can offer at the moment is just making sure to move out of the way of both Wu and other people around, laughing feebly at particular poses struck.]

N-no way! I can't do that!

[royalfling]

Yes you can!

[ You're not getting out of this-- at least not quite yet. Wu grabs Manabu's hands or wrists, whatever he can, and pulls him in to dance with him. It might still be hard for him, but he may also feel some of the exuberance Wu's feeling, the complete lack of embarrassment. It's palpable in the air, and infectious to those around him. He's grinning and laughing and he just wants his buddy to have fun! Let loose, Manabu! ]

[siriusly]

[for Wu's sake and Wu's sake alone, Manabu moves. calling it dancing is generous, but maybe he gets a pass for the excruciating effort it takes to get out of his own head and principles for a minute or two? it helps that he's half-blind; less effort to duck away from the sight of others' eyes.

there's an undeniable echo of learning to dance with Ryunosuke - definitely heart-pounding in a different way and certainly easier to follow than the pace of the music playing now. steam follows Manabu wherever he moves, that outward conveyance of his discomfort and yearning he has little control over.

i should be glad he isn't here to see this, he tells himself, squeezing his eyes shut in the midst of being yanked in a turn. i shouldn't...be thinking of him at all, actually! stop it! stop!]

Gah-! Tss-!

[a little involuntary spark surges through his arms through his hands, prompting him to jerk free of Wu's grip and stagger back until he bumps into someone with a startle.]

Uh! Sorry! Be, berightback!

[he bows deeply to Wu really quick before whirling around and hurrying off the dance floor and toward the exit to go get some air. maybe stick his head in a snowbank. IT'S FINE HAVE FUN BUDDY SEE YA LATER.]

[royalfling]

[ Well that was

something.

Wu thought Manabu was getting into it! He thought that Manabu could enjoy this! But he realizes as Manabu runs away that he pushed too much, too far, and Manabu is steaming and sparking and that can't be good.

But for once Wu doesn't go after him. He just needs some space, maybe? He needs some time to himself. To not be in a mass of people.

Wu will have to make sure he's okay, but later. Later. For now, after Manabu disappears out of the door, Wu turns back to the throng of people, and gets his groove on ]