12 [Voice] (Backdated to earlier this afternoon)

[drawnbythesword]

Erm... Excuse me. I know this may seem rather sudden to ask of someone, but... Is there anyone in the village who can conduct a wedding ceremony? Preferably today? I'm not expecting anything grandiose, just a simple ceremony with my friends would do.

Thank you.

Comments

[avaricious]

"Seal it with a kiss." That's my responsibility as the one overseeing all this. Otherwise it doesn't mean anything.

[They don't want to start all over now, do they?]

[drawnbythesword]

[So unsure.]

[healedbythelight]

[Also unsure.]

Will a kiss on the cheek suffice?

[avaricious]

That wouldn't really be official, would it?

[drawnbythesword]

[Well... That is a problem... But it's Cheria's decision, not his.]

[healedbythelight]

Then... We don't have a choice.

[But she will not enjoy it. It will mean nothing to her.]

[avaricious]

Well, let's not waste time then!

[Here he is, puckering up. COME AND GET IT.]

[healedbythelight]

[Urrrgh... This is definitely not something Cheria pictured for her wedding ceremony.]

[avaricious]

[Don't worry. Ling isn't THAT bad. He'll just land a small peck on her lips and then pull back, satisfied.]

Well then, you two are married! May you two make many children together.

[drawnbythesword]

[waitwhat WHO SAID ANYTHING ABOUT CHILDREN?]

[healedbythelight]

[Children... With Asbel... Won't that be something? She hopes they'll have Asbel's eyes. Or his messy hair, if it's a boy.]

[avaricious]

[..............]

... the ceremony is over now.

1/2

[drawnbythesword]

Ah...

[drawnbythesword]

[...Oh, it's over.]

...A-ah! [And now a stiff, straightened bow.]

Thank you very much for this!

[healedbythelight]

[Cheria gives a mild bow as well, though it's not quite as stiff as Asbel's.]

Yes, thank you.

[avaricious]

You can thank me by inviting me to your wedding feast. Be sure there's plenty of food, I have a big appetite.

[drawnbythesword]

[...Oh, right. Wedding feast. We... need one of those?]

[healedbythelight]

Ah... We still have to make the right preparations for a feast. This was rather a... spur of the moment thing.

[avaricious]

Just remember to send an invitation! Ling Yao. That's Building Five, Room One.

[drawnbythesword]

[Asbel nods. That shouldn't be too hard to do.]

Right. We'll be sure to do that, then. It's the least we can do.