Jono and Hannibal's wedding, the Ritz-Carlton, Jono's Westchester, Sunday

[sharp_as_knives]

Despite the last-minute change of venue - when they'd finally found a date that worked, the contractors had run into snags at the Boards, and they'd ended up in Jono's world, at a banquet hall in Westchester that it had taken all of Hannibal's persuasion and Jono's reputation to get them - they were set up beautifully. The place was wood-panelled, and decorated in rich fabrics of black and light grey offset by twists of saffron and dark yellow roses. Candles (electronic ones) flickered at the ends of each row of seats that had been set up.

The dining room had been set up in the same colors as the main hall – silver-grey tablecloths with black and saffron plaid cloth napkins, china edged in the same colors, and black vases with flame-like saffron-colored flowers rising up from them.

Look, Hannibal had been forbidden from cooking for his own wedding; nobody had said a thing about decorating!

The tables had all been laid out with prominent place-cards at them, to let people know where they ought to sit. Not that anybody was enforcing it, but if Logan and Karla ended up at the same table, it would be no-one's fault but their own.

Eliot	Eliot had prepared plenty of appetizers for people to snack on while they gathered, found their seats, and made small talk with their tablemates. There were mini asparagus and gruyere tarts, tiny yorkshire puddings, and lavender and earl grey scones. For dinner, guests had three options: Honey-soy broiled salmon, spring lamb with a cranberry, tomato, and thyme crust, or vegetarian shepherds pie, all served with smashed peas and roasted sweet potato wedges with saffron aioli. Because you didn't have a theme like "saffron" without it showing up in the meal somewhere. The wedges were served wrapped in a cone of edible rice-paper newsprint, ala classic British street food, complete with traditional wooden chip forks. Eliot had even shelled out to have a J and an H inscribed on each fork. Despite pleading "not a baker" when Hannibal asked about the cake, he still prepared – or arranged to be prepared, in the case of the first one – a few extra treats for dessert as well: a traditional Lithuanian šakotis and some cream-stuffed strawberries Sophie insisted were must haves for a proper British wedding – especially one that fell right in the middle of strawberry season. Over all, he was pleased with the results. He hadn't even had to use his appetizers to fight off a vicious contract killer with a grudge, this time. He just hoped that everyone enjoyed eating it as much as he'd enjoyed making it.
Hannibal	Fortunately, the vicious killers were the ones getting married, this time. And neither of them had a grudge against Eliot. Which didn't mean Hannibal wasn't going to wander through and smell everything ahead of time. And give those forks and newsprint a side-eye. Such a side-eye.
Eliot	That expression was entirely unsurprising to Eliot. "They're traditional, man, trust me. Jono's gonna get a kick out of 'em."
Hannibal	Hannibal sighed. "I'm certain he will." And since Jono couldn't actually eat the food, he might as well get his kicks from looking at it. He shook his head and chuckled, then held his hand out to Eliot. "It all looks and smells wonderful; thank you."

[OOC: It's their wedding day! Free to attend for anybody who thinks they might have gotten an invitation, or even those who might not have.The more, the merrier! Portalocity will make it easy for you, since they're hell-bent on making Hannibal happy. There will be hijinks within, naturally. We couldn't resist. Preplayed with the lovely and wonderful furnaceface, vdistinctive, atreideslioness, and that_oldsaying!]

Arrivals | Hannibal's dressing room | Jono's dressing room | The ceremony | BUT THEN! | Aftermath | OOC

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Arrivals

[sharp_as_knives]

For arriving, being seen in all your finery, and hanging out with your friends.

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[rebelseekspizza]

Yeah, after yesterday - after last weekend - Dante deserved to crash a fancy wedding in sliced-up jeans, an old grey tank-top and his usual coat, to eat all the fancy food and drink all the free drinks and make a lot of shitty jokes at Lecter and Starsmore's expense.

He might've actually enjoyed looking out of place around the fancy decor. Aesthetic.

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[whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com]

Parker was there, since Eliot was making the food, and she liked the grooms. She'd even stolen something for Hannibal *and* a rare recording of David Bowie's for Jono to share!

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[geniuswithasmartphone]

And Hardison was there because his partners looked damn good when they dressed up. Okay, that wasn't the only reason, but looking at Parker now was making those other reasons seem really unimportant. "You know, mama, it's gonna be awhile before we get to eat Eliot's dinner," he said with a grin. "Wanna come back later?"

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[whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com]

Parker smirked at him, and snaked an arm around his waist. "You don't want to hang around and see the actual vows or whatever?" Sell her on this, Hardison. You won't have to work that hard.

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[geniuswithasmartphone]

"Enh, they're all the same," Hardison said. "Do you, do you, good job, kiss the groom, bam. Done. The rest is all prayin' an' fancy speeches."

Or so television had led him to believe.

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[whoisalicewhite.livejournal.com]

Parker hummed consideringly under her breath. She liked Jonothan the couple times they'd met; didn't really have an opinion on Hannibal. Mostly she was there to eat the food and dress up. Just like Hardison. "There have to be lots of back hallways for a production like this. Unless you had something else in mind?"

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[myownface]

So, Sparkle had been around before most of the other guests even started arriving, but that was just because there was equipment to set up. He wasn't any sort of professional DJ by a long shot, but he had nothing against hitting the buttons on an audio setup, especially not if it was for Doctor Lecter's wedding.

He just needed to be sure he was patching the right wires into the sound system. He'd get that figured out before too many people showed up. Probably.

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[crimson_sister]

This was the first time she attended a wedding, and Lucille felt she managed to hide that she felt nervous quite well. She wore her favorite red dress, not that she had another one that would fit an occasion like this.

Such a beautiful place, she thought to herself, not that she would have expected otherwise.

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[stickitupmyjinx]

Okay, so Vanessa only knew one of the people getting married, but she'd never turned down an opportunity for free booze before and she saw no need to start now. She felt like she'd nailed Appropriate Classy Wedding Guest Attire after consulting her friends (to be fair, her friends were all strippers).

"Do you want to take bets on how many hor d'oeuvres I can smuggle out in my purse?" she murmured to Wade.

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[captainskullpoopl]

"Well, it depends on who's in them," Wade replied, looking around at the weird little gathering. "I knew I should have made a formal version on this costume. Maybe with a cape? Capes are formal, right?"

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[stickitupmyjinx]

"I have no idea," Vanessa admitted. "Maybe? They're certainly dramatic."

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[captainskullpoopl]

"Maybe we can get you a cape too," Wade suggested. "A sexy cape."

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[stickitupmyjinx]

"I could rock a cape," Vanessa concluded after considering it for a moment. "Your bow tie is crooked." His bow tie was also being worn over a red and black super suit, but Vanessa was picking her battles. "C'mere."

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[talentforlying]

Constantine had made it back -- alive -- from the bachelor party, and so he was here, with a bowling bag that he was tucking under his chair.

What? His date had needed a 'ride' since it was so far off-campus.

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[nuclear_snide]

And Bob was looking around, happy to be out. He didn't get to many weddings, after all. "This looks nicely posh." He adjusted his clothes to be a bit fancier. "If a bit...furry."

Look, between Beast, some of the x-kids, and Logan, it was a fair observation.

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[pulseof_life]

"Everything looks lovely," Yeul observed, looking around the room from her vantage point of being carried in Caius' arms. "Dark but warm."

Caius' chuckle was soft. "There are worse things. Where did you want to sit?"

She gazed at all of her options. "It doesn't matter, does it? We'll be able to see from anywhere."

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[living_endless]

Didi wasn't sure how welcome she was, but she could never resist a party and she wanted to see Jono happy. She stayed near the back,prepared to slip out if anyone so much as looked at her funny.

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[glacial_queen]

Karla and Warren were very much enjoying a child-free weekend. "Does this make you want to get married?" Warren murmured in her ear, wrapping a wing around her.

"Not in the least," Karla said with a small laugh. "Why, is your father making noises again?"

"When doesn't he?" Warren asked with a sigh. It was a much fonder sigh than would have expected to make, back in high school. "But I like living in sin, too."

He had his ring (and Ring) and Karla had hers and that's all either of them needed.

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[pulseof_life]

And there was Yeul, holding out her tiny arms to Karla. Caius obliged this by coming closer, to make it less of a hassle to transfer Yeul over, if Karla was so inclined to hold her.

"Karla," she said, pleased. "You look fantastic!"

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[glacial_queen]

Of course she would! Karla was already reaching for Yeul before she'd finished speaking. "Thank you, darling. I thought I'd see if I couldn't match the decor a bit. And you look adorable!"

Come and be hugged by Karla, Yeul. All the hugs.

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[pulseof_life]

She'd accept the hugs willingly enough and gladly.

"Thank you," Yeul said, smiling softly. "Though we did not try to blend in. The invitation did not mention such a thing. The colour suits you."

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[glacial_queen]

Karla beamed at Yeul and immediately settled back in the chair with the girl on her lap. Caius could get her back later, dammit. "No, it didn't," she assured her. "I just wanted to be fancy. Besides, it's fun to prove to people that I can wear clothing outside my normal range. This isn't a variation on blue or silver." She gave Yeul a grin. "How long are you staying, sweetheart?"

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[uncertain_dume]

Alright, so Kanan didn't know Doctor Lecter very well, and he didn't know the guy he was marrying at all. But he'd heard that there was a wedding on the way, and the invitation had seemed fairly wide open, and the next thing he knew he was here, wearing a suit that had inexplicably been tucked into his dresser and had somehow also fit.

The blaster, of course, was still sitting out in the open against his hip. Because he wouldn't even put that thing away for a wedding, thank you.

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[trigons_child]

Raven ultimately decided she was not comfortable with attending. She did, however, send a tasteful and appropriate gift, and after agonizing over what message to send with it, finally simply wrote:

Congratulations. I hope you will be very happy together.

Raven