At the docks, then out to sea, Sunday

[vdistinctive]

The colors from the previous days were still holding, if maybe slightly more muted, Fandom's magic slowly fading but still managing to hang on for another day.

Seemed like a good omen as any for a wedding that Eliot still couldn't quite believe was happening.

Eliot's boat wasn't big enough for all their guests so they had "rented" (long story) a well-appointed yacht for the day. It was docked in the Port of Fandom, waiting for all the guests to board. Once the last person had crossed the gangplank, it sailed almost to the edge of the island, where blue water lapped with gray. Eliot's boat was already there, anchor down, Hardison in a tux, playing around with a sound system.

A few minutes to futz with mics and the speakers set up discreetly around the yacht came to life. "Testin'...Testin'..." Hardison murmured. Good. Everybody would be able to hear the ceremony on the second ship.

Looks like it was time to begin.

[TIME FOR A WEDDING! If you think you were invited, you were. Some OCD coming]

Comments

Re: The Reception

[myownface]

"This year it's been the whole summer. Just nonstop crazy with a few low-key weeks thrown in for good measure. I'm not made for this, you know? But I can't just... leave."

He had options. All of them would involve losing something. None of them were really home.

"Ah well. It can't stay like this forever, I guess."

Re: The Reception

[rebelseekspizza]

"Maybe time for an elaborate series of vacations or something," Dante said slowly. "But yeah, it's Fandom. Always goes back to baseline."

Re: The Reception

[myownface]

Sparkle broke into a short fit of hyena laughter at that. Just kind of doubled over and cackled for a moment, stopping before his sides hurt.

"Yeah, man. Yeah. It might be that..."

He wasn't letting anybody in on the joke, nah. This was Sparkle.

Re: The Reception

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante snorted. "Should I ask?"

Re: The Reception

[myownface]

Sparkle gave his head shake and just grinned, reaching up one hand to wipe at an imaginary tear.

"Nah, man. Nah, it's fine. Anyway, I'm pretty sure I've done enough travel just staying put for one summer, you know?"

He paused a moment, looking thoughtful.

"Maybe a place in Baltimore, though..."