Silver Moon // Alasie Wedding Reception

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    Ah, the Wedding Reception. Something to make up for getting your dearest friends and family watch you walk down the aisle and proclaim an eternal bond with another for an hour or two straight. It was all tradition, of course, and Lottie was thrilled to have had such a wonderful group of people who cared about her, and who she, in return, cared about as well. But she couldn't, of course, just have the ceremony and call it a day. It was a day worth remembering, and being around the people you loved most.


    An area had been cleared for the reception, or the after-party, in which a long table had been set up for the wedding party itself, with smaller tables settled around for the rest of the couples or groups that wished to sit with one another. Another long table off to the side was piled high with food: roast meats, veggies, and all the sides one could ever wish, plus a few small treats to tide people over. There were refreshments as well, punch and water for the children (or non-alcoholics), and wines and other more adult drinks for the older ones- though, after some recent events involving alcohol and parties, there would be gently imposed restrictions to those that were starting to get a little rowdy.


    By the banquet table was another small end table reserved for the wedding cake, three tiers high and decorated simply with white and red frosting with roses. One layer was plain vanilla, another was a strawberry shortcake, and the last was a boston creme; lottie and Ala's favorites, plus something plain for ones who may not be so appeased to extravagent flavors. Decorations, too, were set up around the clearing, with roses on the tables in little vases, fairy lights tangled up in trees and across the clearing to provide light, a rather simple, but rustic feel to it all. It didn't need to be otherworldly extravagent, after all.


    And last but not least, Jersey was responsible for the music for the night, though it wouldn't be going constantly as to allow him to enjoy the wedding party as well, but a few dances, some background music from time to time. Max, as well, was involved, being the wedding photographer of the night to capture the event, or groups of friends that wanted to keep memories. Lottie was already there, soon with Alastor at her side, and followed in short time by the rest of the Wedding Party and guests. It was time to have some fun!


    TL;DR: Wedding party! Lots of food, fancy decorations, and music!


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    Anybody would be drawn over if they saw such extravagant decorations. Ska'arq's eyes were wide with wonder as he made his way over to the party. Was he the first one here? No, there was Iselotta. The dragon had never seen a wedding before- this was new to him. After several minutes gawking at the beautiful scene, he looked at the medic. He was still bundled in her bandages, which was quite obvious against his purple scales. "Lottie, this is beautiful!" he exclaimed in excitement. "What's the occasion?"
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    Kate arrived on the scene wearing her best looking dress, her long fluffy fur well groomed and a flower crown on the top of her head. As one of the bride's maids she figured it'd be polite to arrive looking presentable. Something nice, but nothing that would outdo Lottie's own gorgeous gown. A small whimper rose from her throat as she stared at the cake longing. She really wanted to shove her face in some, but wasn't it like... tradition for the bride and groom to cut the first slice or whatever? Thankfully she'd find herself a distraction from her obvious hunger, her attention now on the dragon that arrived on the scene. "It's the reception for Lottie's wedding, silly." Kate would tell Ska'arq with a small shake of her head. Had the others not known about this?

    Well color him silver and call him a sardine, this was a wonderful day. A wedding reception sounded absolutely great, plus there was lots of free food, and hell if he didn't LOVE free food. The black and tan German shepherd bounded up to the scene his tail wagging uncontrollably. He really wanted to offer his congratulations, though he felt that might be a bit.. odd, seeing as he didn't know the medic all that well, and didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable, especially on her wedding day. "Well, this is wonderful!" He barked to everyone, and no one in-particular.

    "I didn't know cats had weddings." He rasped, frowning towards the forming conversation. In all honesty, the ghost hated weddings. The closest he had ever gotten to one was when his long-time friend left him behind for the sweetest boy she had ever met. Pad had a right to be bitter over the ceremony, and he couldn't even indulge in the food laid out for the living guests. He slid down from the fancy chair he had been perching on- and even with it, he still could barely see over the table- before dragging himself towards Ska'arq. Pad was surprisingly concerned about the dragon after the whole escape from the Exiles.


    "It does look nice, I guess." The shapeshifter swiveled his head around, squinting to try and focus in on the intricate decorations that had been strung up around the clearing.

    Fadingmoon

    BlizzardClan Deputy.
    9 months old.
    Current body: Domestic feline.
    Art done by Desmond.
    Played by Frostsoul~

    Fadingmoon wasn't going to miss this party for the world. That was saying a lot, considering the feline wasn't a huge fan of parties. She wasn't particularly close to Lottie or anything, though she considered the panther a friend. She had merely wanted to celebrate the wonderful occasion. She glance around for somebody she could speak with, meandering over toward Kate. Smiling at the female, and those that were gathered around her, the feline dipped her head. "Hey guys! I'm so hungry, I can't wait to dig in."

    ITS ONLY LIKE A LITTLE BIT CREEPY-☆

    Kageyama didn't remember ever going to a wedding. But he knew what they were like - magic in the air, a typically good time all around. Kageyama approached with the others, the tall husky ducking around people for a moment. The husky had managed to dig out a bowtie, settling it around his neck. On his back rested a suit jacket - which, of course, the husky hadn't bothered to put the jacket all the way on.


    ".. This is pretty." Kageyama muttered to himself, unused to saying comments as so. Digging some out of Kageyama was even harder. He huffed as he settled down at a table, glancing about the room in wonder.


    paint me silver and call him a sardine pfft

    Someday Groteske wanted to get married, find the love of his wife, have kids. That wasn't gonna be for a long time though, and it wasn't a time to be daydreaming about himself. This was all about Lottie and Alastor getting married!


    The tall canine sat quietly in the back sipping red wine and nibbling sharp cheddar, appreciating the decorations. Sure, it wasn't a very manly thing to be doing, but when had he ever been manly? Besides red wine and sharp cheddar? Absolutely delicious! Not to mention the beautiful roses, glittering lights, and the atmosphere of subtle yet genuine joy. It was certainly a beautiful reception. Man, the wedding ceremony itself was going to be absolutely ethereal, wasn't it? Awesome. Too bad he didn't know the bride and groom well.

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    Marriage. Well, to each their own, right? Jerseyboy was happy for the bride and groom, but he still didn't get the appeal to weddings. It was so much work and time invested into a huge party, and for what? A relationship that might not even last? He was definitely not thinking of marriage at the moment. Hell, he wasn't sure if he'd even handle having a girlfriend. Maybe he could've worked something out with Vang, but she was gone. After a day of coping with her disappearance, he finally brought himself to his feet and decided to man up. He had a wedding to play. He couldn't let Lottie down. It would be fun, right? Food, friends, dancing... maybe he could sneak in a few drinks to wash his worries away.


    The tuxedo tom was ironically wearing a tuxedo. It was for a special event, though, so he had to deal with it. He was clad with his usual bow tie and also a black tux that he owned. A red boutonniere was tucked into one of the pockets. He was in the band area, where a few NPCs helped him provide music with stringed instruments, percussion, and piano. Jerseyboy was hired to play a few songs tonight, and that's what he was going to do.


    His electric guitar was propped up against him as he faced the busy crowd and the rather short microphone. Jerseyboy plucked his claws across the strings, playing a classic Elvis song. He liked Elvis, but this song was one of the sappier ones. Oh well, it was fit for weddings. Nobody had better give him crap for this. "Wise men say, only fools rush in..." His accent was noticable, but it didn't affect the song in a bad way. For once, his usually snappy and loud tone of voice was gentle and stable, as if it had been trained to weave in between the octaves of the music. "But I can't help falling in love with you..." Christ, he needed to stop thinking. He needed stop thinking about her. This was just a song. He couldn't get distracted tonight. He had to be on his A-game.


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    Ahi looks around and immediately gets attracted to the wedding scene, most likely because of how extravegent it is. He looks around to see who exactly was there. Just at a glance he couldn't see anyone famillier. What was this? He walked around aimlessly at the scene to figure out what it is.

    flower crown reference


    Today was the big day. Alastor and Iselotta, to be be united in holy matrimony. Oh, it was so romantic. Imperia hoped to be married one day once she found the right person. It sounded so wonderful to be so utterly in love that you are willing to swear your lives to one another. Her heart swelled with joy for the couple. She prayed that this would be as amazing as they hoped it would be. They certainly deserved it. Although the paladin was unfamiliar with Alastor, she knew Iselotta had gone through so much pain and suffering in recent days that she deserved to be happy. The snow leopard way, by far, the sweetest and kindest person in the clan. And yet, she enduring so many instances where the responsibility to heal and put people back together rested at her paws. And Lottie had not let them down yet. She was reliable as ever.


    Imperia took quite some time on her appearance, as she wanted to look worthy of such an important occasion. Pearl white suds clung to her sodden fur as the creature bathed in a private stream, gently massaging shampoo and conditioner into her thick silver pelt. The sweet scent of lavender clung to her, along with a fresh, albeit faint, lemon scent. While her pelt dried in the open air, Imperia careful wove herself an intricate flower flower crown made from grasses and golden yellow wildflowers that grew in the meadow beyond her hut. Once completed, a small vintage brush was used to comb through her pelt so that it was silky smooth, not a single hair out of place. Smaller golden blooms were braided into the longer areas long her neck. Everything was done intricately, as if it were a work of art. Satisfied with her appearance, the lovely she-wolf made her way towards the wedding.


    Once ceremony was complete, she joined everyone at the reception. Spotting Jerseyboy at on stage, she cast him a warm smile. The tuxedo tomcat looked very handsome in a (surprise) tuxedo and bow tie. Oh, and he had a boutonnière as well? Imperia never expected the male to look anything less than his best, even in the wake of Vang's disappearance. Poor fellow. She would have given him a hug if he were not on stage. Plus, she suspected he would not welcome her pity, even if all she wanted was to show her love and support. Males and their fragile egos. As she delved deeper into the crowds, she recognized Groteske's figure towards the back. Offering one last tender expression to the mourning Jerseyboy, Peri made her way towards her friend.


    "Salut, mon ami," Imperia gently pressed her muzzle to his side in an affectionate greeting. She was the sort to constantly show her friends how much she loved them. Especially him. "The wedding was amazing, was it not?" The lights, the music, the flowers. It was heaven on earth. One day she hoped to be in Iselotta's place, marrying the love of her life.


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    He was still staring at all the decorations and food, when Kate came over and explained. Staring at her in bewilderment, it was replaced with confusion. "Reception? Wedding?" he echoed. "What?" His gaze dragged down to rest on Pad as the dark feline approached. He smiled. "Yeah! I've never seen a 'wedding' party before, but the theme is awesome! I really like how everything's set up."
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    Kate seemed a tiny bit surprised by Ska'arq's confused reaction. "Do you know what a wedding is?" she'd ask curiously. Being a former human, it could be hard for her to remember that some animals might not be familiar with the concept of weddings or proposals. Which was understandable, of course. Some people got married, some didn't.


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    Ska'arq was quiet for a moment as he thought about Kate's question. Then, almost sheepishly, he shook his head. "No, I've never heard of a wedding before. I never really uh... integrated with society before I joined BlizzardClan." As far as the dragon knew, Kate was talking about a 'wetting,' which was confusing him to no end. Who would celebrate a wetting? And what kind of tradition was that?
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    It all seemed so surreal, for him to be married. Only a few months ago, Alastor never would have thought that a marriage would be in his future. He had never even thought that he would one day be in love and in a relationship with someone. He had always thought the world was dark and cruel, and that he would never be capable to love anyone and that no one would care for him in return. But clearly, he was proven wrong, all the way back to when he realized he had feelings for Lottie. Having feelings for someone was a new concept for him, being in love was a completely new emotion that he did not know how to control. He became protective of her, some could even say possessive, as he did not want to loose the only person he truly cared about. And now, he knew for sure that he would never loose Lottie. Through marriage, they vowed that they would love each other, care for each other, etc until death do them apart. He now had a special bond with Lottie, one that could never be broken. The panther would sit at the table that was designed for him and Lottie, with his wife sitting beside him. His ears would prick up at the music Jerseyboy began to play, listening to the feline begin to sing a song (unknowingly to him) by Elvis. He would listen to the lyrics sung by Jerseyboy, before looking over at Lottie. Just like the lyrics said, he can't help falling in love with her.


    After witnessing multiple attendees arrive dressed extravagantly, Pad wrinkled his nose in disgust at the thought of having to wear clothing on an animal body. He wasn't a nudist, he still bore the tattered clothes that he had died in, but it seemed so.. pointless. Most creatures had fur, or scales, or feathers. It was confusing for the little demon. Either everyone was overdressed, or he was severely underdressed. Nobody could wrangle him into a bowtie, or a bath. Nobody.


    He rolled his amber eyes at the dragon, slouching slightly as he began to speak his mind. "First of all, it's pronounced wedding." Pad corrected, enunciating the middle consonants, "And it's when two lovey-dovey people decide that they want to exchange vows, and live happily ever after. Until they die." He spat out the last few words, revealing his stormy mood. He was probably the worst person to invite, not even a few impossible drinks in and he was already cursing over the whole idea of marriage.

    The canine was about to explain weddings to Ska'arq when Pad beat her to the chase with a rather interesting answer. She certainly was not expecting that."Wow. Well... that's one way to explain marriage." Kate murmured imaginary eyebrows raised slightly in curious confusion. Now Kate was wondering why Pad was venenmous on the subject. Sure she figured he could just hate marriage in general-- but to sound that bitter for no reason just seemed odd to her. And if he hated them, why did he attend the reception? For the food? Alcohol?

    Ahi walks around, trying to figure out what food they had. Short answer, lots. What occation could call on that much food?

    ((low muse because its hard not having anyone in interact with.))