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[ttlynotawizard]

So...um...I really don't know how to say this. I'm...I'm used to the word 'betrothed', but that implies previous arrangement and I've already been down and escaped from that road. I think engaged is the word I'm groping for? Engaged. I'm engaged.

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[Commentlog] - in their room?

[lastofvaldemar]

[Van pretends to be tuning his instrument because he doesn't want Remy to think he's ashamed of it just because he dislikes the 'telling everyone' part of the proceedings.

Far from it, actually, but... Well. So, he's tuning his gitern. Doo-n-doo.]

[Commentlog]

[ttlynotawizard]

[Remy clicks off his comm and sits next to Van.]

Working on a song?

[Commentlog]

[lastofvaldemar]

Hm?

[OH. Oh shit, forgot to actually be doing something instead of just trying not to do anything.]

No, just...tuning. Thinking about...Do you remember the day we met?

[Commentlog]

[ttlynotawizard]

[Remy leans on Vanyel and nods]

You asked for a drink. Strong, yet good tasting.

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[havea_heart]

WOO

WAY TO GO REM

PLEASE LET ME BAKE YOU THE CAKE

ILL MAKE SURE ITS SWEET WHATEVER IT TASTES LIKE IF IT TAKES ME 999999 TRIES

[He's getting a hang of this text thing!

Oh, that and he's still flustered and borked and such an exciting announcement has kinda broken his speech even further.]

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[ttlynotawizard]

You are more than welcome and encouraged to bake any cake and I will help you test to make sure it is perfect.

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[havea_heart]

this is foolbproof plan i think

[After a few minutes of deep consideration, Herz adds;]

your probably busy hh?

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[ttlynotawizard]

Me too.

At the moment, no. Is there something you needed?

[ntjstapwn]

Wow, really? Congrats!

I'll help with the bachelor party.

[lastofvaldemar]

....The what.

[ntjstapwn]

The bachelor party. I guess you'll need one too, but I don't think we can combine them...

A big party for the groom-to-be right before the wedding. Its a tradition in my world.

[lastofvaldemar]

Ah. There's a similar tradition in Valdemar, though I think it's meant to keep the groom from getting cold feet or wandering off, stone-cold drunk. I...officiate more weddings than I attend.

[All of the one handfasting ceremony, at least]

[metharchy]

[Have a very, very stiff, awkward sounding Meth. She's been hiding the hell away from the passengers since the party but...but this is Remy.]

Congratulations, Remy. I hope he makes you as happy as you deserve.

[There's no double-talk to her statement. It's clear that Meth believes Remy deserves all the happiness that comes his way.]

[ttlynotawizard]

[He's extremely touched by that, actually.]

I thank you, miss Meth, truly. It's good to hear from you.

[metharchy]

[Meth pauses a long while before responding. She half considered leaving it at that simply because it seemed too much like tempting fate...

...but Meth is lonely after her self-imposed isolation and can't resist asking...]

Is it?

[She has her doubts.]

[ttlynotawizard]

Yes. I've been worried about you.

[Not a word from her since the party. Of course he's concerned.]