At the docks, then out to sea, Sunday
Jun. 30th, 2019 09:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vdistinctiveThe 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]
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]
Re: The Reception
Date: 2019-07-01 04:06 am (UTC)Re: The Reception
Date: 2019-07-01 09:32 am (UTC)"The kind of trouble I'd need a bunch of old con artists for is most likely to happen in a galaxy not even remotely close to here," he noted, "and it'll involve a handful of idiots going up against a galactic Empire. I'm not going to drag anybody into that situation who isn't damn sure they want to be in the thick of it."
A beat.
"But I might have to come to you for advice, there."
Look, he was pretty sure Hardison and Parker would be over the moon to get to play around on spaceships and watch battles with laser swords and pew-pew guns, but novelty wasn't nearly enough justification to throw them in the middle of an Imperial base full of Stormtroopers and walkers.