“Oh, it’s going to be horribly formal,” Alucard couldn’t help but joke, “hors d'oeuvres, dry liquor,” he never understood how liquor could be dry, given it was a liquor, but then he’d tried white wines from the Champagne region and realized it was both possible, and also horrible, “stuffy suits, and impractical shoes all around.” It would not be that bad. Probably. He wouldn’t have any fun if he had to put on such airs.
And if Sypha wanted to be flower girl, Sypha could be flower girl – though at the thought of being flower girl himself, he quickly shook his head, “No, I’m fine – Aveline can be flower girl.”
The description of Speaker weddings sounded pleasant, though he almost wanted to ask why they didn’t marry under the auspices of Satan, given the focus on being enemies of god here. He did not do that, though. Now was hardly the time to get into a debate about where the Speakers held their loyalty or what they thought of for an afterlife. “It sounds pleasant,” Alucard said. An oath ceremony between friends and family – those who cared deeply for them – sounded like a good idea.
Alucard knew he wouldn’t exactly be getting married in a church, if he ever did. He also doubted he would elope, like his parents, to the nearest judicial province that was willing to marry them. They hadn’t married in a church, but they had both still desired something formal – Alucard could still recall Lisa joking that it was so she could call Dracula her ‘husband’, as if that were reason enough. “Of course, I’m biased. I could not have a traditional wedding even if I wanted it,” Alucard noted.
Invitations then – and Johann and Trevor came into focus once more, “It sounds like Johann’s the one doing the stringing along,” Alucard laughed, “he’s denying Trevor the ring. I’m sure if you made it clear just how important it was, Trevor….”
“And make sure it’s fancy and expensive!” Sypha added.
“I don’t get paid that well!” Johann got paid well, but….
“Lucia, pay him more!” Sypha demanded, “He has to buy a pretty ring for his boyfriend.”
“Honestly I’ll just buy the ring to see Trevor wear it, if it’s gaudy enough,” Lucia chuckled.
“Great motivation,” Alucard commended, as Sypha added to the deck.
“What was your parents’ wedding like, Alucard?” She asked then, before biting her lip, “I know you weren’t around then, and it may be….” Alucard put on a patient smile, and Sypha fell silent.
“They eloped,” he said, “They didn’t get married in a church, obviously. They went to a small village in Crisana, with a human witness and a vampire witness, as well as the local lord, to join them and see that it was forged through mutual agreement, with no one opposing it. They exchanged rings as a physical symbol, just as well, but I do not think my mother even wore a dress besides one of her normal ones, nor did my father dress up,” he could only imagine it being a breathless decision that Dracula hastened to see done immediately.
“They really were in love, weren’t they?” Johann still found it a bit strange, but he didn’t doubt it. He’d gotten to know a bit more form the inside of the supernatural world now to doubt it as some others might.
Alucard’s smile flickered, but he nodded, “Yes.” Dracula wouldn’t be on this rampage otherwise. It was a shame he was doing something Lisa would detest, but…he’d lost it.
Lucia flicked her card, “Liar!” Sypha was the one to say it, shifting topics away, at least briefly, and Lucia just rolled her eyes, but grabbed the pile.
“How does anyone win this game when it comes down to one card?” the odds were always against them at that point. Everyone would call liar at that point. And the odds of having the one card necessary? Ridiculous.
And if Sypha wanted to be flower girl, Sypha could be flower girl – though at the thought of being flower girl himself, he quickly shook his head, “No, I’m fine – Aveline can be flower girl.”
The description of Speaker weddings sounded pleasant, though he almost wanted to ask why they didn’t marry under the auspices of Satan, given the focus on being enemies of god here. He did not do that, though. Now was hardly the time to get into a debate about where the Speakers held their loyalty or what they thought of for an afterlife. “It sounds pleasant,” Alucard said. An oath ceremony between friends and family – those who cared deeply for them – sounded like a good idea.
Alucard knew he wouldn’t exactly be getting married in a church, if he ever did. He also doubted he would elope, like his parents, to the nearest judicial province that was willing to marry them. They hadn’t married in a church, but they had both still desired something formal – Alucard could still recall Lisa joking that it was so she could call Dracula her ‘husband’, as if that were reason enough. “Of course, I’m biased. I could not have a traditional wedding even if I wanted it,” Alucard noted.
Invitations then – and Johann and Trevor came into focus once more, “It sounds like Johann’s the one doing the stringing along,” Alucard laughed, “he’s denying Trevor the ring. I’m sure if you made it clear just how important it was, Trevor….”
“And make sure it’s fancy and expensive!” Sypha added.
“I don’t get paid that well!” Johann got paid well, but….
“Lucia, pay him more!” Sypha demanded, “He has to buy a pretty ring for his boyfriend.”
“Honestly I’ll just buy the ring to see Trevor wear it, if it’s gaudy enough,” Lucia chuckled.
“Great motivation,” Alucard commended, as Sypha added to the deck.
“What was your parents’ wedding like, Alucard?” She asked then, before biting her lip, “I know you weren’t around then, and it may be….” Alucard put on a patient smile, and Sypha fell silent.
“They eloped,” he said, “They didn’t get married in a church, obviously. They went to a small village in Crisana, with a human witness and a vampire witness, as well as the local lord, to join them and see that it was forged through mutual agreement, with no one opposing it. They exchanged rings as a physical symbol, just as well, but I do not think my mother even wore a dress besides one of her normal ones, nor did my father dress up,” he could only imagine it being a breathless decision that Dracula hastened to see done immediately.
“They really were in love, weren’t they?” Johann still found it a bit strange, but he didn’t doubt it. He’d gotten to know a bit more form the inside of the supernatural world now to doubt it as some others might.
Alucard’s smile flickered, but he nodded, “Yes.” Dracula wouldn’t be on this rampage otherwise. It was a shame he was doing something Lisa would detest, but…he’d lost it.
Lucia flicked her card, “Liar!” Sypha was the one to say it, shifting topics away, at least briefly, and Lucia just rolled her eyes, but grabbed the pile.
“How does anyone win this game when it comes down to one card?” the odds were always against them at that point. Everyone would call liar at that point. And the odds of having the one card necessary? Ridiculous.