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]

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Re: The Reception

[prophetnotpoet]

Cassie teared up just a little at that instant adoption from an older generation, even having already known ahead of time that Nana wasn't the sort to reject people. She blinked it back with a smile and moved to sit next to Nana, happy for the change of subject. "People watching is my favorite," she said. "How about . . ." She pointed to the guy dressed all in black and red leather. "Them."

Re: The Reception

[nana_of_the_geek]

"Oh, he knows he's pretty," Nana said cackling. "And trouble, all the way up to his eyebrows. But a good boy, underneath. Even if he probably doesn't like showin' it all too much."

Re: The Reception

[prophetnotpoet]

"Wow. I think that's the first time I've ever heard someone people-watching go the cute route."

Re: The Reception

[nana_of_the_geek]

Nana laughed again. "All right, sugar, how would you call it?"