Logs:Wedding Plans
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| RL Date: 14 April, 2013 |
| Who: Tomaeran |
| Involves: High Reaches Weyr |
| Type: Vignette |
| What: Tom wakes up on the morning of his (second) wedding. |
| Where: Tillek Hold |
| When: Day 5, Month 7, Turn 31 (Interval 10) |
| Mentions: Carilee/Mentions, Devaki/Mentions, Edeline/Mentions, Iolene/Mentions, Jaques/Mentions, Rhaelyn/Mentions, Seani/Mentions |
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| Tom's head was fuzzy. Actually, it was pounding, and there was a churning feeling in his gut that sent him hurtling over the side of the bed to lose the contents of his stomach into the floor. He opened his eyes, staring down at the vomitus on the floor. The smell of it made his stomach roll again, but-- no, he wasn't going to throw up a second time. His head was clearer now, too, not that he could remember how he'd gotten back to bed the previous night. He remembered... it had been like old times. Devaki, Jaques and Tomaeran, same as it had always been, back on the island. Albeit with more-- okay any alcohol. Tom didn't like to remember the island, much, but he missed the closeness they'd had. Last night had been good. Last night had been-- Oh. Yes. He was getting married today. His head pounded. Fuck. It made him remember, abruptly, that day, more than a decade ago, when he and Seani had been married. It had been an awful day, a death-- no, a life sentence, and he'd held it against her, hating every moment of it. How dare she get pregnant. How dare Cason force him to marry her. But their son was dead these many Turns, and so was Seani. Five turns, for her. More than one, since Io. One by one, since Kima. His parents. So many people. Everything had changed. And now it was changing again. Tillek-- well, it didn't seem so bad. It was a shame that Carilee was not Edeline's kin except by marriage; it would've been nice to one-up Devaki, end up Lord Holder. But Carilee had ambition, and Tom liked that. She reminded him a little of Rhae... he hoped she panned out better than Rhae ever had. After all, Edeline had no heir - just a toddler, a little girl. Why not adopt one of her step-daughters... especially if she were married with an heir of her own. That would be step one. Well, no. Step one would be bathing, and finding someone to bring him some wine. He was getting married today, after all! "Happy wedding day, Tom-of-Tillek." He paused. "Lord Tomaeran and Lady Carilee." He just knew he could sell her on that. |
Comments
Azaylia (Dragonshy (talk)) left a comment on Mon, 15 Apr 2013 22:14:06 GMT.
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Exiles be crafty! x3 No, I totally dig the sudden wedding, and I enjoy watching the Islanders claw their way to the (various) tops.
And still... poor Seani. ._.;
Devaki (Devaki (talk)) left a comment on Tue, 16 Apr 2013 08:18:30 GMT.
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Loved this!
Why do I get the distinct feeling that part of Tom's buck's night involved a drunken bet between him and Dev to see who becomes Lord Holder first and Jacques rolling his eyes and telling both his cousins they're idiots?
K'del (K'del (talk)) left a comment on Tue, 16 Apr 2013 20:25:39 GMT.
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Poor Jaques. Forever doomed to be the sensible one.
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