Diplomatic Immunity: Wedding Bells a'Ringing

[Rystil Arden]

*Plydek nods to Vasha.*

"I guess now you see what I mean when I say, we were unusual, even for twins," he laughs, as he brings Vasha over to where Helena has moved to stand alone in the corner, watching everyone else from beneath her veil.

*Only her blue eyes peek out from above the veil, and even only those are enough that when Vasha meets her gaze, she finds herself temporarily lost in the deep pool of blue, staring into the depths of beauty as she feels her soul swell with bliss. After she shakes off the effect and is no longer dazed, Plydek leads her to where Helena is waiting. Standing near her, perhaps it is something subtle in her scent, but it is redolent of fond memories and joyous dreams, and Vasha feels herself daydreaming, reminiscing in the most pleasant memories of her life, which for her are mainly memories of herself, Puddles, and her mother and father back when she was little, only this time as the memories play out, Helena is there too, and the memories are even more perfect, somehow. She is shaken from her reverie by Plydek's voice:*

"Sis, this is the lady Vasha of Arris. My lady Vasha, this is my sister, Helena Tyndarea."

"Pleased to meet you," Helena's voice is just as bewitching as before, although she speaks quietly, which lessens its soothing, pleasurable effects.

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

"Copycat," Claudia laughs, a slight buzz working its way through her system from that first draught.

“Well, it seemed to work for you,” Tiberius replies, poking his tongue out, before continuing with a chuckle as the mead kicks in, “Anyway, I don’t want to imbibe too much right now, as it might spoil the rest of our reunion.”

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Oh, you're bad!" Claudia giggles, a little bit tipsy, and kisses Tiberius on the lips.

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

Tiberius returns the kiss, before saying, “I think we’d better find you a couch and something to eat, beloved, as that crystalmead seems to have gone straight to your head.”

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Well I am smaller," she giggles, "Studies show that lower body mass leads to faster and stronger intoxication!"

 

[Bront]

Vasha smiles, "Tis a pleasure to meet you Helena. Plydek has been nice enough to tell me a little of his siblings, but it is nice to actualy meet you. This must be a happy time for your family."

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Yes, I'm very happy for Lynestra and Ammon," Helena agrees, still speaking quietly, dampening the effect of her wondrous dulcet voice, "We all are. And it is nice to meet you too. How do you know the groom, Vasha?"

 

[unleashed]

Tiberius Lucius Magnus, Male Praetor Warmage

"Well I am smaller," she giggles, "Studies show that lower body mass leads to faster and stronger intoxication!"

“Yes, I’m well aware of that,” Tiberius chuckles, as he leads her to one of the unoccupied couches and sits her down, before going to collect a plate of hors d'oeuvres.

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Claudia sits down biddably, resting against the back of the couch as Tiberius gathers up some hors d'oeuvres.*

 

[Bront]

"I met him when I returned to Arris to seek out answers about my father. We were quite close. Now he's my Brother, and that makes me happy that soon I also gain a new Sister."