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Desdendelle & DawnFire
An Unusual Wedding Party
Tue Dec 1, 2015 17:17
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“Are you sure?” Dawn asked. She finished checking her hair in a small, square mirror that had once been used before dance performances and tucked it into a hidden pocket. “Really sure?”

“Definitely sure, Shakhar,” Des replied. He rubbed his faceplate. “To be frank, I could use cat cuddles,” he said in an embarrassed voice. “‘sides of which, I can count on you carrying a D.O.R.K.S. for me, right?” He tilted his head.

“I can probably fit one in my awesome pocket, yeah,” Dawn said. She checked it, and then nodded. “Yeah, there’s space. But if you’re coming as a cat, you’d better be the sort that doesn’t shed much. Okay?”

“Of course,” Des said, waving his fingers. “With my luck I’d probably be allergic to my own shed fur.” He approached the console and tapped a few keys, and soon an Aegean cat, white with grey stripes, stood in his place. Around his neck were a translator collar and, funnily enough, a bowtie.

Dawn knelt next to him with an “awww” and scratched behind his ears. “Lookit you, all fluffy and nice.” She tugged lightly on the bowtie, grinning. “Sweet. I think Zeb’s going with one of these, too. How’s it feel?”

Des mrrowed happily and flicked his tail. “Cats are fun!” he said.

“They are,” Dawn agreed. “I expect Valon and Kala would be happy if you went humanoid at least briefly, though.” She caught the tip of his tail, running it through her fingers. “In the meantime, though, this is adorable.”

Des mrrowed again, then, with surprising agility, lept onto Dawn’s shoulder. He rubbed his head against her cheek.

Adorable,” Dawn repeated, and petted his head. “Right, getting up now…” She did so, hands poised to catch him just in case.

Des didn’t fall. He bared his fangs, then remembered that he was a cat and switched to flicking his tail to and fro. Khataltelet half-snorted, half-trilled and took off from atop one of the kitchen shelves; he flew circles around Dawn and Des.

“I might run out of shoulders,” Dawn told the fire-lizard. As if to prove the point, Gwilithiel landed on her other shoulder and peered at Des, curling her golden tail possessively around Dawn’s neck. “Alright, are we all ready?”

Des glanced at his fire-lizard. “... No, Khataltelet, you can’t land on her head.”

Dawn looked up hurriedly. “What? Yeah, no, seconding that. My head is off-limits to anything but my hair, and you, dear fire-lizard, are not my hair. Stay in the air or switch off with someone.”

Khataltelet trilled — it sounded like a laugh — and stayed airborne.

“Alright, shall we, Shakhar?” Des asked.

Dawn grinned, and scratched under his chin. “We shall, O fluffy one. To the Courtyard!”



The woman, cat and two fire-lizards arrived at the Courtyard. Khataltelet immediately headed toward the nearest tree, perching on a branch and surveying the area. Gwilithiel stayed perched on Dawn’s shoulder for all of two seconds before she took flight, soaring through the air to get a better view and soon adding in loops so as to be admired in turn. Dawn, for her part, stayed still for a bit to take in the view.

“Hm,” she remarked at last. “It’s pretty nice. Not overdone, like in Twilight, and it… I don’t know, it looks nice. What do you think?”

Des purred, tilting his head. “It smells nice,” he said.

“Oh?” Dawn turned her head to see him a little better, petting him because cat. “What’s it smell of? — don’t say freesia.”

“Sun and air and people,” Des mewled. “You smell good, too!”

“I do?” Dawn grinned at him. “Thanks. I’d return the compliment, but you mainly smell of cat, which isn’t bad, but it’s cat.” She ran a hand over his head, pushing down each ear in turn. “Cat. But yeah, sun is good. Very good. And it isn’t shining over something uncanonical, either!”

Des mrrowed again and nuzzled against her cheek. Dawn leaned carefully into the touch.

Then, she began to look around for a destination.

  • Vance Wedding: Arrival RPVoyd, Tue Dec 1 15:15
    Sunlight filled the Courtyard, providing a perfect backdrop for the unusual setup placed there. Where there was once just a flat expanse of grass, several rows of chairs sat facing a small gazebo.... more
    • “Ow! Hey, watch the fur!”Iximaz and SeaTurtle, Tue Dec 1 22:39
      “Sorry!” The Aviator pulled several strands of Zeb’s mane out from his bow tie and straightened it carefully. “Better?” “Yeah, loads.” Zeb gave her a rather toothy grin. “Right, I’m gonna go get... more
      • ... currently struggling with her voluminous dress. Strangely, the skirt didn't seem to be the problem, despite the fact that she remained in girtablilu shape. "Grr... I hate being short... Oh, hi... more
        • "Kala," the Aviator sighed.Iximaz, Wed Dec 2 10:43
          The Aviator stepped to the side and tried to reach the ties, but Kala's scorpion body was too wide for her to reach. "I thought we agreed you'd wait to get dressed until I got here to help," she... more
          • "Er..."Voyd, Wed Dec 2 10:49
            "Sorry... my family's kinda new at the whole 'wedding' thing. I bet Jeta's with the rest of my family." Kala took a moment to admire herself in the mirror. "Wow... never thought I'd look this good in ... more
            • "You kidding?"Iximaz, Wed Dec 2 10:56
              The Aviator clapped Kala on the shoulder. "You look amazing . Just like a bride." She stepped away and headed to the tent's opening. "I'll see if I can go find your sister. You keep looking pretty,... more
              • "Ave, I'm from the desert."Voyd, Wed Dec 2 10:59
                "I know hydration's important." She hefted a sports bottle that looked about half-empty.
                • "Just doing my job."Iximaz, Wed Dec 2 11:09
                  The Aviator grinned. "Right, I'll be back in a bit." She waved and slipped out of the tent, going in search of Kala's sister. It wasn't very hard to find her; four girtablilu are hard to miss even... more
                  • "He's being very defiant... I've told him that a few times now." "Alright, fine..." Ezra was outnumbered now; he reluctantly stood up and walked off toward Valon's tent. Thomas shook his head. "And... more
                    • "I can't imagine," the Aviator said dryly.Iximaz, Wed Dec 2 11:18
                      She glanced over at the Jengs and back to the Vances. "Right, sorry, gotta go. Lots to keep up with today." She waved and headed over to the Jengs, stopping in front of the littlest girl. "Hey, Jeta, ... more
                      • "Yup!"Voyd, Wed Dec 2 11:22
                        She looked up curiously at the Aviator. Her carapace wasn't as shiny as the other members of her family, and looked softer. Unlike her sister, she also had a Roma accent. "Do you know when I throw... more
                        • "Yep!"Iximaz, Wed Dec 2 11:25
                          The Aviator bent so she was at Jeta's eye level and held out a hand, her expression softening. "I'm the Aviator; Kala asked me to be her maid of honor. She's in the tent back there—" She nodded ... more
                          • "Oh, okay!" Voyd, Wed Dec 2 11:28
                            The eleven-year-old girtablilu cheerfully scuttled off toward Kala's tent. "Thank you, miss Aviator!"
                            • The Aviator nodded at Jeta's parents...Iximaz, Wed Dec 2 11:32
                              ...and set off after Jeta at a much more casual stroll. "See, Kala?" she said, stepping into the tent. "I told you I'd take care of it."
                              • Kala offered a few comments here and there, in the same tongue, before turning to the Aviator. "Yeah... she's excited, if you can't tell. Though Araunya was a bit disappointed... she was hoping I'd... more
                                • The Aviator raised an eyebrow.Iximaz, Wed Dec 2 11:44
                                  "She can't have met very many French people, then," she said. "Not that there aren't some handsome blokes, but for the most part they're just like every other human. And Kala, stop playing with your... more
    • Two families filed into the seats...Voyd, Tue Dec 1 17:48
      On the right side, four humans. On the left, four girtablilu. The Vances sat down calmly. Joan Vance, Valon's mother, was a short, jolly-looking woman with vibrant red hair. Eight-year-old Alice and... more
    • An Unusual Wedding Party — Desdendelle & DawnFire, Tue Dec 1 17:17
      • "Hello!"Voyd, Wed Dec 2 09:55
        A black-haired, motherly woman in a pale blue dress approached Dawn, with a small bundle in her arms. "You've got a cat and dragons? So do I!" She held up the bundle; a very Harry Potter-like baby... more
    • Introductory ficlet!SkarmorySilver, Tue Dec 1 17:02
      (Sorry for not posting this sooner, but I've been meaning to write a ficlet for my agents receiving their invites, so here it is - along with their arrival!) Falchion's screech of joy nearly made... more
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