♦ ♦ 8th Contract

[mortemscintilla]

[ 'Li' stands in his spartan kitchen. Surrounded by steaming pots and colorful heaps of groceries, he chops vegetables at uncanny speed. At the counter is an embarrassment of dishes. One would assume he's expecting company. ]

[ Nope. That's just how much the boy eats. ]

Prenups, hm? Practical.

Except a perfect contract doesn't guarantee perfect results.

[ Stew simmers in the big pot as he sautes the onions together with garlic and beef cubes, adding water-chestnuts and baby corn. He tips the contents of the saucepan into the pot, stirring it in with a wooden spoon. Noticing the Network device, he smiles benignly. ]

I hope everyone's having a good week. The previous curses revealed valuable information were really difficult for some people. [ He moves to mix sauces in a small bowl. Stops, as if remembering something. ] Oh -- and Korra? [ A blush spreads across his face. He stammers like a tall boy whose voice has cracked. ] You'll, um, have to tell me what Water Tribe dishes you like. Also, maybe we could sit down and discuss this ... document-thing the City's lawyers drew up? At least before we, um ... [ He blushes again. Returns to stirring the sauce with renewed vigor. ]

[ Such a bold and assertive Groom-to-Be. ]

[ OOC: Cursed. And probably dimly aware he's cursed? He knows he'd have no logical reason to marry except as a cover. The strikeouts in the prenup indicate his thoughts. ]

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[mortemscintilla]

I should.

I'm more concerned with making her happy and trying to fitting into her life without hassle.

[ The most smitten of smiles. ]

[candothat]

That's very thoughtful. I am sure that you will succeed.

...That typo >.>

[mortemscintilla]

Thank you.

You'll be coming to the wedding, right?

[ Provided Korra doesn't see the prenup and kill him first. ]

It happens!

[candothat]

Of course! When will it be?

[mortemscintilla]

We.

Haven't decided yet.

[ Such responsible adults. ]

But once this prenup business is settled, it should be soon.

[candothat]

Strange. That is when I am being married, as well.

[mortemscintilla]

[ This is clearly a curse. His rational mind insists it. But the curse itself overrides all logic. ]

Really?

That's a strange coincidence. But ... sort of nice too, I guess. Who are you marrying?

[candothat]

[The curse is doing much the same to Chekov.]

Yes, and I will be marrying Lena at night by candlelight.

[mortemscintilla]

I've spoken to Miss Lena before. She's really nice. Congratulations.

[ Candlelight, eh? ]

That sounds really romantic. [ Too bad Hei doesn't have a romantic bone in his body. ] I'm sure it'll be beautiful.

[candothat]

Thank you, and I can take no credit for the idea. It's Lena's.

[mortemscintilla]

They say people partial to candlelight are sentimental. [ Or trying to save on the electricity bill. ] It's just the right touch for a quiet sort of wedding.

[candothat]

Between us, I am the more sentimental.

Korra does not seem like someone who would want a candlelit wedding.

[mortemscintilla]

Same here.

[ Liessss. Under 'Li's fluff and sweetness is a Big Empty. ]

I agree. It doesn't seem her style. I wonder if she's the type who'd go for a Vegas wedding, if the City had such a place.

[candothat]

A Vegas wedding?

[Yes, there are still shotgun Vegas weddings in the future. No, Chekov doesn't know about them. He's only been in the States for a few years.]

[mortemscintilla]

You know. It's easy to get a marriage license in Las Vegas. Plus it's cheaper. No planning or fuss. At least that's what I've heard.

[ A Contractor would gravitate to that sort of pragmatic arrangement. If they had a reason to marry at all. ]

[candothat]

No planning or fussing? Then what is the use of getting married anywhere but a courthouse?

[mortemscintilla]

Like I said, that's just what I've heard.

I wouldn't go for it, personally. [ /snort ] After all, it's a wedding. It's special and deserves fuss.