( open ) you are cordially invited...

[winscenario]

Who: EVERYONE!
Broadcast: Nope
Action: Jim Kirk and Victor Frankenstein's wedding, and everyone is invited!
When: March 30th


The Bachelor Party (( CLOSED to invited CR ))

The evening before the wedding, Jim and Victor gather up their closest friends, admittedly not many when they haven't been on the Fleet for that long. Bachelor parties would usually happen in separate, but that's difficult to do when they share so many friends, and so they decide to throw the party together. The setting is simple but cozy; they've picked out a small pub in town, and reserved a rustic little room in the basement. There's a large table with a few games, most notably a chessboard, and a sitting area with couches and chairs gathered around a coffee table, in front of a lit up fireplace. On a small bar by the corner there are a few drinks on offer, both alcoholic and non-alcoholic, and on a table next to it there is a selection of snacks and various kinds of finger foods to make for a light but hopefully filling dinner. Courtesy of Kirk 1.0, there's also a music system and a microphone set up next to the sitting area, and you know what that means... karaoke! It's guaranteed to be more fun the drunker you get. Speaking of drunker, someone will definitely be tossing around the idea for strip chess, so hopefully you won't get too embarrassed if people start losing pieces of clothing. But hey, at least everyone's a winner. The party will go well into the night, and Jim and Victor likely won't leave until everyone else does. So feel free to stick around, play games, sing songs and get drunk... if you get really drunk, you can always make yourself comfortable on one of the couches and fall asleep there. (The patrons can just kick you out eventually, it's okay.)

You Are Cordially Invited... (( OPEN to everyone! ))

The preparations were rushed and the invitations sent out in a bit of a hurry, but it's not like there's ever a lot of time to prepare for a wedding, when one doesn't want to do it aboard one of the ships. But everything seems to be well put together, and there's a very rustic and homely feel from the moment you arrive. The ceremony proper happens at the lodge, a spot that has been set up with a few seats and a set of stairs leading up to a small canopy, all of it decorated with white fabric and an abundance of flowers. It's short and sweet, and after vows are exchanged and a few words from the one performing the ceremony (hopefully no one will find it too weird that it's the other Jim), they slip on their rings and share a kiss, delighted to let the celebrations continue onto the reception. With Jim and Victor taking the lead, the guests are walked across a bridge, lit with candle lanterns, strings of white flowers embellishing the wooden frame. The good portion of the reception is outside, and everything is decorated with lanterns, string lights hanging everywhere and resembling stars more and more as the sun starts to set, and (yes, you guessed it) more flowers. As a matter of fact, there are flowers a little all over the place. In jars hanging from trees, tied to the backs of chairs, bundled up in crates that are spread out all over the area. The food is set up on large tables, divided by starters, main dishes and desserts, the wedding cake having its own smaller but more prominent stand near the dessert table. There are no assigned seats, however. After all, everyone was invited and it's not like there are that many people on the Fleet, so just grab a plate, help yourself, and take a seat wherever! You might even find a few of the locals joining in on the party a little later, but both grooms seem more than happy to welcome them too. The party goes on a little into the night. Everyone is free to hang around for as long as they want, or leave early if you're scared of the dark... but don't worry, there are lights all over the place! There are also plenty of cozy little nooks and corners where guests can make themselves comfortable, and if you start to get a little chilly, feel free to borrow one of the many blankets on offer, or simply head into the indoors portion of the reception. It's small but there are a few seats and even a fireplace to keep the place warm. If you like sitting by a fire but would much rather stay outside, a small campfire will be lit up just before the sun starts to set, and a small table with plates of something that looks close to marshmallows, chocolate and biscuits set up nearby. Have a seat around the fire and build your own s'more, and toss in a campfire song or two if you're feeling inspired. And of course, can't have a wedding without a dance floor! Or two, as it so happens: one indoors, and another one outside, the latter far more enchanting, with endless string lights hanging high above a flat wooden platform. There's a fairly modern music system so you might recognize a lot of late 20th and early 21st music playing, but for those more musically inclined there are also plenty of local instruments you can pick up and try your luck at playing a song, or even sing. The party is very loose and carefree. Do what you want, come and go as you please, steal either of the grooms away for a dance, or find a pair among the other guests... whatever you want to do, and however long you want to stay, feel free to do as you please!

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Remy LeBeau

[cajunspice]

Bachelor Party

[Remy loves his friends here, adores them.

But they’re all nerds.

This was a bachelor party? Really? Though now he thinks about it, he shouldn’t be surprised considering who is there and who it is for. And maybe for the better, since Remy can’t remember a good portion of his own one.

For the most he will be helping himself to drinks and a few snacks, having some laughs with those there, maybe even getting in on a game of chess or two (but knowing he will lose), and encouraging people to get up and sing, especially if they are drunk. For the most he stays on that edge of sober and tipsy, not really by choice, but due to his powers. But that made it all the more fun to see those who did have too much to drink.]

Party

[He’s a little sad he didn’t have time to grab new clothing for the wedding, with calibrations and all happening and the lack of suitable fashion on the current planet, so Remy has reused the same look he had used at Biffy’s wedding, the same suit, pin tie, cufflinks, and hair style. Plus, he knows a certain Captain who likes him dressed up this way. Though he hopes Biffy doesn’t notice... but is sure he will.

Remy will also have to congratulate whoever did so much work to make this place look amazing, both the after party and the ceremony. It really was stunning, and a little surprising, but it really was a beautiful setting for the two men. It did appeal to that hidden romantic inside Remy. During the meal he is seated around friends, but can be encouraged to join others too, or welcomes someone grabbing a seat next to him. Same is also true with dancing later, more than happy to get out on the dance floor if someone is offering.]

Bachelor party

[logicabounds]

[Spock has protested but somehow still has a glass of hot chocolate in his hand. Dark hot chocolate. So it's safe to say, by the time he sees and walks over to Remy, he's buzzed at the very least.

The smile he offers is a little more obvious than it otherwise would have been. But he's still upright and barely slurring. He's alright.

For now.]

Are you not engaging in the activities?

[cajunspice]

'm not silly 'nough to think I can win a chess game 'gainst 'nyone here, [There's no shame in that, he knows for the most he is going to be one of the least intelligent people in the room. And he doesn't have an issue with that. He was sure many couldn't do what he could, and that was just with his thieving skills, let alone his mutation.] I need to at least wait 'til people be drunk to even stand a chance.

[logicabounds]

My mental faculties have been dampened by intoxicating beverages...[He plops into a chair and sips his drink deeply, watching the party. He's still using big words so Spock figures he's not that bad yet.]

And humans often are unpredictable in strategic games. You could theoretically best me. Or, at the least, give me a challenge.

[cajunspice]

Ah, thanks. [If that was anyone else Remy would had taken it as sarcasm, rather than Spock just stating a fact.] Ya makin' me wish we had something like Risk here 'nstead with of chess then, or poker. [Remy really can't even begin to guess if Spock would be good at poker or not.

He probably would be brilliant with card counting or something.]

[logicabounds]

[Spock's head more rolls toward Remy than turns. Maybe he isn't as good as he self-diagnosed. Still he sips from the glass again and tilts his head.]

I would find the chance to pit my mind against yours fascinating. You are fascinating.

[Spock's not-smile is pretty much a tiny smile at this point. He sips and thinks to himself.]

We should engage in some activity. [Very precise.] You select.

[cajunspice]

[Oh Dieu, he was drunk, wasn't he, or very close to being so. It was so funny, and Remy was trying his best to suppress his laughter at it all, not wanting to offend Spock. Or have him regret anything tomorrow.

There was also so many answers he could give to that rather open ended offer... But in the end,] Kind of ya to say. How 'bout we start with chess, see how it goes from that. I have been able to practice a bit with Chekov now 'nd then, so I at least ain't as rusty as I could be.

[logicabounds]

Yes! Chess! I believe that to be ideal. [His drink sloshes a bit onto his hand as he stands up. It's ignored as he grabs onto Remy's sleeve to hoist him up and start leading him over toward the chess boards. One is vacant but not set up. Spock plunks into a seat and stares at the pieces for a long moment before reaching for a pawn.]

My spacial skills are...compromised. I may need assistance.

[cajunspice]

[Remy had reached out a hand as he saw Spock struggle, ready to offer it to steady him when it was grabbed and tugged along. He bit down on the insides of his lips to keep his smile in check, stop it from becoming that full grin as he let Spock drag him across the room, making sure to pick up his own drink, and managing to hook a finger around a bottle as they by passed it. Was only fair he try and get a few more drinks into himself, plus it would be more fun that way.

Taking the opposite seat, Remy finished off his original drink in a long swallow before opening that new bottle and pouring himself a fresh glass. He raised his gaze again as Spock spoke, shooting a friendly smile over to him as he recapped the bottle and put it down.] I think I can do that for us both, mon ami, but for a price. How 'bout a story from ya time at Star Fleet, something to had happened on the Enterprise with ya'll.

Party - Dancing

[universal_charm]

<sub>[ Later has arrived, Remy, and Kirk wishes to demand a dance. He's come to find he likes slow dancing with the Cajun, leaning up against him, the intimacy of it that was different from when they lay together. He walked up to his lover, dressed once again in his gray formal uniform (because he didn't actually have a suit and even if he did he would need to get it Biffy or Lyall approved first), holding out his hand to him. ]

I think they're about to play our song.

[ Did they have one? No. But hey, no time like the present to pick one. ]</sub>

[cajunspice]

Oh yeah? I didn't know there was a song 'bout a charmin' Cajun 'nd his sexy partner. Good to know. [All joking aside, Remy does reach out to take the offered hand, all warm smiles as he moved with Jim towards the dance floor.]

[universal_charm]

Oh there's always a song for that particular pair. It sounds like this one.

_{[ He smiled at him, moving to the dance floor, wrapping his arms around Remy's shoulders, leaning in to touch their foreheads together as he began to sway. ]}

Slow and sexy, likes to take its time to get to the good part.

[cajunspice]

[Jim gets a chuckle this time to his wit back as they settled into a rather natural sway with each other, both well in synced with the other by now.] Oh yeah? 'm sure I can remind ya of some times it's been counter to that point, but that hardly proper talk for now. Maybe later. [Remy's arms sat loosely around Jim's waist, almost hanging on the top of Jim's hips. Nothing too formal, not with how close they were 'dancing'.]

[universal_charm]

Yes, mind your manners, Mr. LeBeau.

_{[ He shook his head, which only served to rub his forehead to the other's as he laughed softly. ]}

A tall task for you, I know. But we can misbehave later.

[cajunspice]

Cher, ya wound me, have I not been 'nything but a proper gentleman to ya? [He would play that up more, pitch his tone more, hand on his heart, feigning being hit. But that would all interrupt the dance, and he was very happy there.]

Good thing I know ya good on ya promises. [Tone dropping a little with that, but not a deepening, just more quiet, more in the moment of kind of swaying together and being close. More a happy stillness.] Though, kinda wanna steal one of those couches they got set up later 'nd just star gaze or something. They made this all real pretty 'nd romantic.

[universal_charm]

_{[ He hummed as they swayed, his eyes half-closed as they did so, thoroughly enjoying the moment. ]}

That does sound nice. I haven't stargazed on any of the planets in awhile, either.

[cajunspice]

Me either, which think should considerin' how much we movin' 'round, all different places. [Not that Remy had any plans anytime soon to drag them over there, certainly not until this song was done. Or the next.]

See what 'nterestin' names we can come up for constellations.

bachelor party

[winscenario]

[ Jim isn't exactly piss drunk, but he's... well, definitely past the point of tipsy. He hasn't made himself look like an idiot thankfully, but he's a bit more all over the place, wanting to get in on all the activities, and being a little more affectionate than usual with pretty much everyone here.

Remy's just about to become his next victim, it seems, though for what it's worth he'll be content if he just gets to have a hug, his drunk affectionate self aching for any sort of physical contact. ]

Thank you for coming. [ He practically sighs as he drapes his arms around Remy's shoulders, kissing his cheek. ] You're so great, you know that? No wonder my twin loves you so much.

[cajunspice]

[There's already a smile on Remy's face as he sees Kirk approaching, noticing those signs of the man having maybe a drink or two too many, but it was his party, he was certainly allowed to. Remy chuckles at the kiss and hug, lifting his own free hand up to wrap around Kirk's back to return the hug.] Course cher, certainly wasn't goin' to miss it. Got some of m' favorite people here.

Ah, see, this be why I like ya Jim's, ya good at feedin' m' ego. [Grinning with that.]

[winscenario]

[ So long as he was standing up and awake, there was no such thing as a drink too many. Jim didn't really get sick from drinking too much anyway, and he'd made sure to eat a bit and Victor kept checking he was keeping himself hydrated, so he was just enjoying that pleasant buzz and the lowered inhibitions that came with it. ]

Well, we do know how good it feels to get an ego boost, so maybe that's why. [ He winked, poking Remy's nose. ]

[cajunspice]

Oh yes, I know, 'm surprised ya both still have ya heads 'ntact after times ya get together, or that either of ya can fit 'nto the same room. [Still all smiles and warm words with this, a little amused that Remy was using words that had been used against him in the past.]

Hope ya been 'njoyin' ya night. Both of ya.

[winscenario]

[ Jim laughed, swatting a hand at Remy playfully. ] I got the distinct feeling you had a thing for him and his big... ego.

[ Evidently not just his ego, if that poor excuse of an innuendo was anything to go by. ]

We are. Though I'll enjoy tomorrow night even more. [ He pouted. ] Victor won't let me spend tonight with him.

[cajunspice]

Ya know, [There was a slight tone change to Remy's words, taking on more a sly teasing with a smile to match.] I could make a joke there 'bout the size of ya twin 'nd ya, ah, ego, but considerin' we partly here to celebrate ya, 'll be nice tonight 'nd save it for 'nother time. [A bit more of a grin with that and a wink.

Which turned into a chuckle with the next part.] Ah, goin' all traditional, hein? Well, think of it this way, if did spend the night, what would the chances be ya both actually gettin' up in time to get prepared for tomorrow?

[winscenario]

What? [ Jim laughed, nudging Remy gently. ] You can't possibly have anything bad to say about the size of any part of us. And that includes our very healthy ego.

[ Just saying, they used to be a hell of a lot worse. They were all grown up and mature now, though, it was terrible. ]

Hmm, true... not that we ever had trouble being on time for things. But this is nice. Like you said, very traditional, but I kinda like that we won't see each other until the ceremony. I can't wait to see how nice he'll look.

[cajunspice]

[Remy just offers Kirk a teasing grin with that, holding it for a moment before breaking off into a more natural and normal chuckle, showing he was joking.]

'xactly cher, won't matter once ya see him tomorrow. It a real easy way to take a man's breath 'way, in that moment. Gotta make sure ya knees be real sturdy, hein? How is that workin', ya both meetin' at the alter, or one walkin' down it?