Dr Hannibal Lecter

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... )

[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

Honestly, for a man with senses as sharp as Logan's were supposed to be, his taste was execrable. If Hannibal had known there wasn't a decent bottle of wine on the campus, he would have brought his own. Still, at least Westchester was the type of place to have a decent wine shop.

He checked his watch as he stepped from the gate; still plenty of time even if he had to go a town or two further away.

( Of course, he wasn't exactly alone. )

[NFB due to distance, but OOC is love! Preplayed with the wondermous furnaceface! Warnings for bigotry, off-screen cannibalism, and a bit of violence. Because Hannibal (and Logan).]