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César Salazar ([personal profile] pineapplesalmon) wrote in [community profile] ph_logs2025-03-26 11:19 pm

And at long last!!!

Who: Magne Salazar Hikiishi ([personal profile] sistermagnetic) & César Salazar Hikiishi ([personal profile] 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 SetupSoon 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 ReceptionThe 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.

AfterpartyEventually, 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.
nothingbadeverhappensto: (slight smile)

Leon S. Kennedy | OTA

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2025-04-09 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
1. Setup [ The Village Green ]
Now that Leon's recovered a bit from his overextended camping trip in Paradesium, he's starting to get back into the swing of things - just in time to enthusiastically volunteer to help out with setting up the Green for César and Magne's wedding. He needs the exercise anyway, and there's no better cause to haul around heavy things than rearranging chairs and tables for the occasion.

"Hey," he says, lifting one end of a long dining table experimentally. "Give me a hand, here. I can do most of the heavy lifting, you just need to guide the other end over there."

(Additionally, he can be found doing a surprisingly deft job of tying the ribbons into intricate bows to decorate the chairs with - though he seems to almost be trying to hide as he does so, hunched over his work in a relatively secluded corner of the Green. Weird!)
2. The Reception [ Velvet, Ambrosia, and Silk ]
Leon is something of a lifelong wallflower, when it comes to parties. Left to his own devices he'll happily spend the whole of the reception standing around the edges of the dancefloor with a drink in his hand and be absolutely fine with that. He's just glad everyone else is having a good time, and doesn't want to make a fool of himself by trying anything too bold like, for instance, dancing. People-watching is a fine enough way to spend a wedding, and when he gets bored of that there's the truly impressive spread of food that's been prepared for the occasion.

He does his best to avoid overindulging, but, well, he did kind of just spend several months subsisting on fruit, herbs, roots, and whatever he could hunt with a knife. He is so excited about the bread. And the cake. Not that you could get him to admit it, even as he returns to the tables for seconds and thirds.
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CAKE AND MACARONS

[personal profile] maximumcake 2025-04-11 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
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.
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Re: FIT CHECK

[personal profile] maximumcake 2025-04-11 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
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.
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The Bride - Preparing The Look (Kimono dressing)

[personal profile] maximumcake 2025-04-11 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
He can't stop smiling. He hasn't been able to since this morning, and yet when he sees her freshly made-up for her big day, there seems to be room for a few more teeth to show. His face is going to hurt tomorrow.

The kimono waits on the rack for her. It's shockingly heavy for how light and delicate the design is. No wonder it takes a team to dress a bride. That's a lot of silk.

"Magne," he fawns, "you look stunning. I hope I won't have to catch your groom when he falls head over heels for you all over again right there at the altar."
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Afterparty

[personal profile] maximumcake 2025-04-11 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
"I know," he giggles, pretty red in the face because he has been partaking of the libations with zeal. "I'm helping make it, silly." Hangover or no hangover.

"I just wanna say, one last time before you head in, I'm so happy for you both. And it was such an honor to play a role in your ceremony. Blessings to you both, forever and always."
ss_buttcrack: (thumbs up)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2025-04-11 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
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.
ss_buttcrack: (joker)

Reception

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2025-04-11 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
He's at a wedding; you know what that means? Dancing! Very, very bad dancing. Admittedly, he has improved a lot since receiving sorely needed lessons, but you can't take the boogie-woogie out of this man, deep down, it's always there. He'll split his time between dancing with his plus one and with anyone else who can stand the cringe long enough to dance near him. Seeing the way he flails, you'd think maybe alcohol was involved, but no, this is pure, one hundred percent Crichton nonsense. But he looks like he's having fun.

Halfway through the night, when that song comes on, he perks up his head and says, "Is that Rick Astley?"
tehilim127_1: (startled)

[personal profile] tehilim127_1 2025-04-11 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Nearby, almost simultaneously: "Oh you're kidding me --"

Zivia's not dancing at the moment but sitting near the dance floor to watch. Somehow she manages to give the impression of a startled stumble while fully seated.
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[personal profile] lordoftheozarks 2025-04-11 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
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.
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Moving

[personal profile] lordoftheozarks 2025-04-11 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
He keeps getting himself volunteered for moving stuff. Okay, yes, he's insanely strong and fast and can do the work of ten humans at once, but he doesn't like working. Won't anyone think of his poor chipped nails?

In reality, he doesn't actually complain. It's a lively group of people, and the atmosphere is one of great joy and excitement. The whole thing goes pretty easily with him being able to run back and forth from location to location in mere seconds.

Now that it's winding down, he smiles and places a hand on César's shoulder. "To think, you were so worried you might not be enough for her once upon a time."
ss_buttcrack: (witty comeback)

Setup

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2025-04-11 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"No problem, man, I got ya," Crichton says as he takes the other side of the table. He's got muscle to spare so he's here doing what he can to help--Which is mainly anything that doesn't need to look pretty, because he can't be trusted with that. But he can lift.

"Say which way to turn and I will."
ss_buttcrack: (smile)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2025-04-11 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
He catches that and looks her way, laughing, though not for the same reason. He's not aware of the internet meme this has become, all he knows is this was a banger from his younger days.

"What?" he says, taking a seat beside her to rest his feet, "Not a fan?"
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GIFTS

[personal profile] hereticofthewilds 2025-04-11 07:23 pm (UTC)(link)
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.
nothingbadeverhappensto: (huh)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2025-04-13 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Leon jerks his head towards an empty spot on the green that's just asking for a table to complete the symmetry of the arranged furniture. "Just a over there. I'll go backwards, just let me know if it looks like I'm gonna run into anybody."

Thankfully he's pretty good at this kind of teamwork, able to match pace with the other guy and keep from yanking the table around or stopping suddenly and getting bumped. Getting it over there is easy enough, and Leon takes a step back to examine their work before shaking his head and picking up his end again.

"Nudge it a little to your left. I didn't line it up quite right."
ss_buttcrack: (smile)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2025-04-14 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
Crichton bumps his end over slightly with his hip, then stands back next to Leon to admire their handiwork.

"You got an eye for these things, huh? I saw you tying bows like a pro earlier, too."
nothingbadeverhappensto: (wide eyed)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2025-04-14 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, uh. Yeah."

Leon rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, glancing to the side. Really, it's not that embarrassing to be a guy who's good at tying bows and he knows it, but he can't help but be a little flustered before centering himself and trying to play it cool.

"Just used to a lot of what I do requiring precision, is all. You get used to looking at things a certain way when something could blow up if you miss a speck of dirt or forget a step somewhere along the line."
ss_buttcrack: (you kidding me)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2025-04-15 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
Crichton, admittedly, does get a little kick out of flustering him, but only because it's so cute.

"What is it, exactly, that you do--well, did? Before here? Demolitions?"
tehilim127_1: (well how about that)

[personal profile] tehilim127_1 2025-04-16 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
The startlement has turned into rueful laughter. "Oh, haven't heard that in a while. Yeah, no, I liked it a lot when it was new, but it's turned into sort of -- do they not have rickrolling in your timeline?"
ss_buttcrack: (eye roll)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2025-04-16 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Rickrolling?" He cocks his head to the side, "No. Never heard of it."
tehilim127_1: (explanatory)

[personal profile] tehilim127_1 2025-04-17 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's a running gag of the latter-day internet. Pranking people by sneaking this particular song into their periphery without them seeing it coming. Like just happened now." She laughs. "I don't know if the DJ did that on purpose or just put it in because it's a good song."
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[personal profile] misbegottendreamer 2025-04-20 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
“Oh, no! A warm, soft place to sleep is more than enough!”

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