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And at long last!!!

Who: Magne Salazar Hikiishi (

sistermagnetic) & César Salazar Hikiishi (

pineapplesalmon) and the entire frigging village
What: Marriage so they're finally legally married, too
When: Monday, March 31st, year 16:55, afternoon into evening
Where: Ceremony at the Village Green; Reception at Velvet, Ambrosia, and Silk
Warning(s): Sap! Also anyone proposing during the reception will be ejected ~~no seriously don't do it, it's tacky.~~

The invitation has been pinned to the Bulletin Board, and several people that are closest to Magne and César have been handed the invitation in person.

The wedding invitation for Magne and César

And people wonder what took them so long.

The Setup

Soon it will be time. And that means everything has to be ready. Anyone can be conscripted into putting chairs out into neat short rows and making sure they're picked free of any stones or other LEGO-like implements. The rows are split in the middle by a red carpet (can't get Magne's Kimono dirty!). Three colors of ribbons—white, pink, and red—need to be made into bows for the backs of chairs. A living archway at the back of the aisle needs to be intertwined with flowers. The Velvet, Ambrosia, and Silk needs to be deep cleaned so that it practically gleams. There's so much to be done, and the happy couple will need everyone's help to finish it. If you've got the time, you can pitch in! After all, everyone's getting getting fed later, and people who help can definitely take home leftovers... Rex can't eat them all.

The Ceremony

. Once everyone is seated and the clock reaches the appointed hour, the band begins to play. It's a soft tune, fairly traditional sounding for the occasion, light and floaty. Father Mulcahy, as an officiant of César's, walks down the aisle first and heads to the simple altar. He is followed by César in a tuxedo with golden embroidery at the lapels, followed by the wedding party: Rex, then Max, Lev/Lyubov, Anzu, Drelasa, Ylva, and Mairi, all dressed as they had felt appropriate for the occasion. After all, neither Magne nor César had imposed any kind of dress code on them, just letting them know what the color scheme would generally be and let them play with that as they chose. Amaterasu trots forth as the flower girl, scattering her quickly growing plants and flowers with merely her passing, looking fluffy and majestic and settling right at Mulcahy's side as the second officiant, a favor to the bride.

Then the music changes, growing more dramatic. Its gravitas swelling as Magne herself steps forward in a stunning wedding kimono, with her hair pinned up in pink and white magnolias that her groom-to-be had grown specially for her. Her arm is looped around Touya's, and the two of them fall into step as they take their place on the carpet. It takes all of her restraint not to run straight down the aisle.

Neither the bride nor groom have dry eyes or steady voices when they exchange their vows after a short service. They're about as sappy as everyone would expect them to be.

Magne's boil down to the fact that not only did the village accept her at face value, so did he, and every step of the way he's continued to do exactly that and make her feel beautiful even though she has a really hard time with that. That he always looked to her with love and compassion, never fear.

César's are along the lines that she saw him for who he was from the very beginning and she helped him see the man he was through her eyes. She made him feel like a person, like himself, again instead of just a commercialized product that made work units. And he's very gracious that she tolerates and maybe even enjoys his information dumps. Thank you for listening to him, Magne. She kisses his forehead, murmuring how she loves his infodumps, and they both share a laugh.

The ceremony concludes with the exchange of rings and a deceptively sweet, gentle kiss, though this changes for the humorous as Magne dips César, his arms going quickly around her shoulders automatically. They are reintroduced to everyone as Mr. and Mrs. Salazar Hikiishi.

The Reception

The ward on the entrance of the Velvet, Ambrosia, and Silk has been moved to allow their youngest partygoers into the parlor. The baths have likewise been opened to the public. But not everything is open to everyone: the ward that turns The Youth away has been placed in front of the hall that leads to the private rooms. There's a veritable mountain of food, as the only real requirement for attendance had been for people to bring what might have been considered a traditional wedding dish, or else something that they would want to eat, or share with the village at large. Magne and César had insisted that they didn't need gifts, but in the event that they had accumulated any, a table was set back away from the bulk of the party to hold them.

Much larger tables, moved in from around the village, were laden with those offerings of food from everyone in attendance. Magne had thrown open her property so the party can spill out onto the front lawn, around the side garden, and into the back yard lit by glowing lanterns colored with gold and pink paper once night falls. The band had been moved back here to this open air space, and César taught them the opening notes of a song that only the non-natives were likely to recognize. That will happen randomly partway through the night.

Max, as both a professional baker and a very good friend of Magne's, had knocked it out of the proverbial part with the absolutely beautiful wedding cake in multiple natural flavors, heavily favoring vanilla and berries and even floral extracts. The flowers are delicately sculpted in fondant and glittering with crystals of sugar. There is no smashing of the cake in one-another's faces, as César knows better than to even think about ruining Magne's makeup regardless of who had done it. He didn't even need to be warned not to do it.

The rest of the food on offer is an eclectic mix, everything from kosher to vegan, an absolutely massive challah having been brought and put on its own table, to the utter delight of the bride. Speaking of, Magne has removed her kimono in favor of a light, fluttering sort of dress that allows her a good deal more freedom of movement, like a tea gown with half the length shorn off. She dances with anyone and everyone, but always goes back to César's side to breathe, to cool down, to simply dance with him when the songs were slower so they can stare into each other's eyes.

When the band finally retires... well, someone else can grab the stage and put on a show of their own in the parlor. Good luck at karaoke, because there's an OPEN BAR (which Magne and her staff stress is for the adults only). The bride will launch anyone that gets too horrifically drunk out the door.

Afterparty

Eventually, the party has to come to an end. Magne and César are lucky enough to be able to retire for the night in the apartment above it, and Rex and Touya live in the house next door. For everyone else of adult age, though...well, if you want to stay a night in one of the empty rooms, you are welcome to it. If you want to spend the night sleeping it off in the parlor, that's also fine, just don't be a jerk to the rest of the hangovers in the room.

Once the public has eventually been cleared out, the business business will be put to rights again. For a few days after the newlyweds will be 'vacationing' elsewhere on the island, but not before César makes sure the flower archway is permanently transplanted into his backyard in sight of the windows of Magne's apartment.

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Describe briefly what your character is wearing if you'd like! Then you can just link back to the same comment repeatedly.

Leon, unsure of the level of formality and elegance expected for the occasion, goes out and gets upsold into a fairly flashy pinstripe suit and white scarf ensemble. He leaves off the hat (and the gun), but otherwise it's as pictured - black pants, jacket, and vest all in matching pinstripes over a white shirt and red tie, with a white scarf and black and white shoes.

Max chose a subdued grey suit for the occasion because the last thing he wants to do is upstage either the groom or bride, but he has a light pink tie and matching handkerchief on theme. He's gonna need the handkerchief because he'll never make it through the ceremony without crying happy tears.

Crichton cleans up nice on occasion. He's clean-shaven, with his hair gelled and wearing a sky blue suit because it's one of the only ones he owns and it looks nice with his eyes.

Erik attends in a dark maroon suit that's a more classic design, with a black tie and matching handkerchief. He chose something simple and easy to move in since he's appointed himself as bodyguard for the event.

Instead of having to write a toplevel, you can just throw in a brief overview if your character cooked food, donated elbow grease to help get things ready, or bought the couple a small gift (donations to charitable organizations can be included here).

Edited 2025-03-27 03:23 (UTC)

Mulcahy has been scarce for quite some time, and even now he mostly keeps quietly to himself, but he arrives in all his priestly finery and greets them both with warmth; the new couple deserves nothing less from him. To the food, he has contributed several large loaves of rosemary bread. It's nothing fancy, but he has never been a superfluous man.

And to the couple, he offers a gift: a good quality bottle of olive oil, to help break in the habit of cooking together, or for each other.

Ammy is all over the place. She's almost everywhere, helping with something. It is, after all, her nature. Flowers trail behind her, though only the fitting and well placed ones remain.

She's helping with the food, though mostly by helping bring things that are needed, rather than any actual cooking. Though if a particularly strong flame is needed, or a quick freeze, she's on hand and ready with those techniques in a timeless moment.

But most importantly she's on flowers. Her mere presence makes the floral arrangements more vibrant, blooming and blossoming and brightening. Judicious use of the Hanagami's blessing creates loops and arcs of flowering vines, while a gentle application of Kazugami's Mist makes sure the scent isn't overwhelming.

She's decisive, but still takes the time to tune the colors, painting in different shades where it's desired.

But of course, there's the gifts. Amaterasu's choices were many, but she has chosen only three. This is her being restrained, with one of the few people in town who could be said to be one of hers. If she were to be as extravagant as she wanted, well. Perhaps it's a good thing that she is holding back.

First, a living gift. A miniature magnolia, a bonsai for the counter of the bride's business. Carefully cut and shaped to evoke the rising of the sun, the dawn of their future together. Being of her own creation, it will be strong, surviving well even on its own. Not that she expects that to be necessary, with a druid in the house.

Second, a work of art. This one only exists after the ceremony, made in a timeless moment with the Celestial Brush and a conveniently prepared canvas. Is Pumpkin Hollow capable of wedding photos? Even if it is, Amaterasu has captured the moment in traditional Nippon style, though Cesar is drawn slightly differently, a nod to his own origins.

Lastly, a slightly more specific gift, thanks to Cesar's suggestion. Everything needed for a proper Hinamatsuri display. The altar, the cloth, the dolls. Something to keep in the family for the future, another piece of her culture reclaimed from the distance between worlds. Ammy makes a final little touch, a single pink flower set behind the 'Empress' doll, (which, perhaps, looks a lot like the bride.)

Patty hasn't yet met either half of the happy couple, but she saw the flyer and figured helping set up a community event fell under the Bizzyboy's purview, especially if there's going to be food afterwards. Her small size and high agility makes her perfect for hanging up streamers and the flowers for the living archway, and she pitches on in making the ribbon-bows too.

Congratulations to you both!

The enormous challah is Zivia's contribution -- big enough for each wedding guest to have at least a small taste. She explains the tradition from her own background: after the newlyweds have cut the bread and partaken of it, it's considered a segulah (something like a blessing, something like good luck) for guests to partake as well. Especially, though not exclusively, for those wishing for future success in building their own families.

Just a small taste for everyone is hardly enough, though, so in addition to the massive braided loaf there's also two large baskets of rolls made with the same dough. One basket has rolls topped with a sweet honey-streusel crumble, the other with savory onion bits.

Her gift to the couple is a leatherbound book of beautifully handwritten recipes, including one for the challah.

Leon shows up early and helps haul around anything that needs to be hauled, providing an extra set of hands wherever needed. He also hands over four packets of brightly colored seeds, with the handwritten note:

Was planning on giving these to you anyway, but now seems like a good time. I don't know if they'll grow in your greenhouse, but it's worth a shot, right?

As well as written instructions on how best to care for each variety and how to prepare them into medicine - and one recipe for herb pie, with the disclaimer that he only half-remembered it as he was writing it down. True enough, some of the ratios seem a little weird and the oven temperature is definitely wrong, but some experimentation should get it there, right?

Drelasa will be performing at whatever points were requested of her.

Additionally, she's made a few ornate wall hooks, hand-sculpted and designed to be both elegant and, in the event of a break-in, useful as improvised weapons. They're made of iron, to be most useful to a certain someone...

It was Max's great pleasure and honor to craft their cake. He's happy with the balance he struck between the clean geometric lines, the soft painted details, and, of course, the sculpted petals of the magnolias. It's almost as beautiful as the bride herself.

He didn't stop at the cake. Of course he didn't. He also created mountains of beautifully piped macaron flowers to go with it.

He didn't stop there, either. He was at the venue bright and early to lend all the elbow grease he has (and it's a lot) to the setup and cleaning effort. One good thing about being a butler in his previous life is that he knows how to clean and he knows how to set up for an event. He'll make sure everything is laid out beautifully for them.

Elsie is feeling shy so she doesn't make her presence apparent for most of the event, though she can be seen seated among the back of the group during the ceremony, and there might be glimpses here and there of her snatching some cake and bread at the reception. Still, she's made sure not to come empty handed.

Among the gifts she places a hand woven basket she's made, attached to a rope so it can be hung from a wall or even the front door of their home. Inside the basket are two pink magnolia blossoms frozen in perfect bloom. They'll stay evergreen and fresh for as long as the marriage lasts. She's infused them with a little extra magic, as well. The couple will discover, soon enough, that the blossoms start to faintly glow and emit a sweet smell whenever one is thinking fondly of the other.

EXTRA: MOVING
Is it really an event involving César unless he has at least one other project he's working on? Thankfully, it's an easy one to explain: he's moving his things from his row house on the edge of town to right next door to Magne. Rex is already living there, and he demanded César just put his workshop in the living room until he can afford an addition rather than him spending time away in the row house. The dining room furniture is in the basement, because Rex and Touya eat over at Magne's place anyways.

The row house is nearly empty. César's been helped by multiple people to pack everything up and move home. He's even joked more than once that this is better than a bachelor party. With a smile, he looks around the mostly empty office room again.

"To think I'll soon be married."

The Reception
César hasn't been this animated in a long time. He's full of energy, and other than a glass of wine at dinner that includes a toast, he doesn't bother to touch alcohol at all, and he has a hard time remembering to drink enough water and eat enough food. No, he's too busy spending time with people he loves. César laughs freely, greets people warmly and thanks them for coming. He'll dance with anyone.

The children seem utterly fascinated with Magne being a bride, and he can't help but smile at the attention given to her. Or to keep his eyes off her. He no longer has to struggle with not calling her wife. Her husband, my wife, the wife. Magne.

Afterparty
It was a good party, but everything's winding down at last, and many of the party-goers are heading home. César is that floating sort of happy tired. He never thought a day like this would come for him, but here he is... accepted and loved.

"You look like it'd be better for you to spend the night," César notes, not as an insult but just matter-of-factly (he's too tired to mask and say it more politely, sorry). "We've got clean rooms and there will be breakfast."

"Hey."

In the interest of trying not to be a huge wallflower for the whole event, Leon figures it's a good idea to go check in on the groom once he's not being mobbed by others looking to congratulate him. He raises a hand in greeting, nodding, looking a little awkward but genuinely pleased to be here, and presses a glass of water into César's hand before clinking his own against it.

(He's noticed that buzz of excited energy carrying him around without touching the refreshments, and while a couple hours of not eating or hydrating enough won't hurt it sure won't help either.)

"To the best things being yet to come," he says, like someone who was definitely rehearsing that in their head the whole walk over here. "How're you holding up?"

FIT CHECK

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