poly_chromatic | 024 - Something Bloody, Something Blue

[ A wedding, even in the City, isn't odd news. ]

[ Unless it's a union between a dangerous ex-zombie and a psychotic vampire. That's right. Carla Morir and Karl Fei-Ong. Tying the knot. ]

[ Barring that fact, though, the spread is surprisingly elegant. The Phantomhive garden has been decorated in eyecatching swathes of red-and-black. Beneath the dark canopies and glowing lanterns, a long black table arrayed with smoked-salmon bites, black caviar, truffle-stuffed birds, extravagant desserts and brightly-colored treats culminates in a monstrous wedding-cake. ]

[ Glasses of chilled champagne and red wine are ready. ( Along with pretty non-bottled drinks - straight from the fount - for those of the vampiric persuasion). Guests (curious, or coerced? ) have turned up in abundance. A string orchestra plays lively music amid chatter and tinkling cutlery. ]

[ The wedding ceremony has just ended. Toasts have been made. Pictures taken. The first dance danced. And, as with every big party, expect a splendid after-party. ]

[ Just ignore creepy rumors about an orgy and bloodbath at the wedding night. It can't possibly be true. ]

[ Can it? ]

[OOC: Obviously not a real wedding, guys. Both bride and groom are so very cursed. Post is open for video/text/action! Threadjacking, wedding crashing and shenanigans are so mightily encouraged. Just don't mess with the bride's gown. Or Karl will personally hunt you down and kill you. ]

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I will, for now. [If he CAN. Karl only ever gets so far with him because Setsuna LIKES him.]

No. I don't want to see or hear things that might require I do mean things to you. [Still carefully nibbling, but it is normal enough he keeps eating.]

Good.

[ So very amused. ]

What does your vivid imagination suggest is going to happen?

My imagination doesn't suggest anything.

...this isn't bad. [Meaning the cake. He's pointing at it with his fork.]

All the more reason to stick you around~

[ If you don't like it, he'll escort you to go sleep in one of the rooms upstairs. Promise~ ]

Did you really expect it to taste like blood and arteries? We want to cater to all the guests at the party, after all. Not just vampires.

Don't know about that. Last party I went to with you ended up a disaster for me.

And I was a little worried, yeah. I'm not into blood.

[ A half-shrug. It was fun while it lasted. ]

At least it was memorable.

[ A pause. ]

It's a pity Solomon isn't here.

That's not a good thing, Karl. Not with how it went.

[.... Suspicious look.] You didn't seem too keen on him being here when you asked me to be best man.

[ Easily sidestepping the first comment. ]

Because he's not allowed near Diva. Not after he renounced her.

[ Still. He is Karl's brother. ]

...But in his absence, you're the next best thing. [ Smirky. ] Pretty and blonde, too.

Oh, that's.... Why'd he do something like that?

[Sideways look.]

Next best thing? But he's your brother. That's family. You can't just replace that. And.... [Karl's joking, right? Because that's almost like saying he's made no other really close friends in this whole place, in this whole time. And. No. Just no.]

Because he fell in love with Saya. [ Terse. Tetchy. ] Let's not talk about it.

He's family, yes. But he can't be here. [ So replacements must be found. Congratulations, Setsuna. This is his oblique way of saying you're the next best thing. ]

That's.... Alright. Whatever. [Decides not to push the subject since Karl doesn't want to. For now.]

Don't you miss him, though?

Sometimes. [ A shrug. ] Family is family.

[ Even if they do try to kill you. ]

[Karl just admitted to something emotional. Setsuna's pretty sure that means it's way more than he admits. He can't help it, he leans on Karl.]

Yeah, well, anytime you wanna do something, just send me a message and let me know, 'kay?

[ A raised eyebrow. He understands the subtext of the boy's offer. But it makes him uncomfortable, as ever. The only contact he can stomach lately is either violent or sexual. ]

It wasn't an invitation to pick out curtains and china patterns. [ Drawling. ] I am married, you know~

[Rolls his eyes. Should've known that would last ten seconds.]

I have no interest in china patterns or curtains. Or your marital status. I like fighting! And you're good for a spar.

As long as your - babysitter doesn't object.

[ He did see Hatter keeping an eye on Setsuna earlier. ]

[Confusion.] Babysitter? Kira went home, remember.

I meant the lady with the harlequin-face.

[Bit of a pause there.]

Hatter? I thought Hatter was here 'cause you invited...Hatter. [He's never figured this gender thing out with Hatter, okay!]

I did invite her. As did Carla.

But she's clearly keeping an eye on you too.

[ She's also a 'She'. Trust him. ]

Why?

[Yeah, Setsuna has an idea of WHY, too, and he did not want to know that.]

Why is she keeping tabs on you?

Or why was she invited?

Why is [pause and a look at Karl] she keeping tabs on me.

I can guess well enough why she was invited.

Because she obeys Kira.

[ According to what Alexiel told him. ]

And you do have a tendency to get into some sticky spots.

[ Like: right now. ]

[Kira.... Well, that hurts.]

I'm not in any right now. [Unless you make it one, Karl.]

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