Guess.

[_superdork_]

*It seems camp's resident population of florists has been hard at work. The chapel is all decked out in ribbons and flower arrangements, and the finishing touches are just being made. The doors have been opened, the candles lit, and the groom is either trying to suffocate himself or is tying his tie.*

... damnit stupid tie.

((ooc: planning post

Comments

[on_target]

::obsessively making tiny final adjustments to the flowers::

((have dinner in a bit. no idea if i'll be back. but I'M HERE FOR A SECOND ANYWAY))

[_superdork_]

Looks good, Omi.

[on_target]

Thanks. No roses, you know.

::back to frittering::

I can get the tie if you need me to.

[_superdork_]

I noticed. Thanks, man.

S'okay, Heather's got it. Though I was wondering -- am I supposed to have a buttonhole or something? Now that I actually have a buttonhole to put something in.

[on_target]

::drops a lily in your hand::

The other guys' are behind the altar.

[_superdork_]

Okay, got it.

*looks at lily like he has no idea what to do with it.*

[hidaka_ken]

Here, Kon, let me.

*takes the lily and gets with the lapel-pinning*

[_superdork_]

Thanks, Ken. *watching intently.*

[hidaka_ken]

*fiddles for a moment longer, and suppresses the urge to reach for the mister*

Are you as nervous as you look?

[_superdork_]

I don't look nervous. Nervous? Do I look nervous?

[hidaka_ken]

It could be excited.

[_superdork_]

That's right. I am totally sick with excitement over here.

[im_impulse]

Neat! Thanks Omi!

*shouting over shoulder* Hey Rob these're safe! No squirting flowers anywhere!

[its_the_cape]

That's a relief. I guess?

[im_impulse]

So we don't hafta worry about Kon fidgeting with these and accidentally squirting holy water around or something...

[its_the_cape]

Who knows if someone's allergic.

You all set?