...Eru help me. >.
Theo: I'm getting hitched. You wanted to attend?
Eomund: Is there booze? You promised booze.
Theo: there will be booze
Theo: piles of booze
Eomund: *glee* Then yes. Do I have to bring gifts and stuff or is simply not completely embarrassing you on your special day gift enough?
Theo: the last.
Eomund: Good. *goes looking for wedding-appropriate outfit*
Artamir: *knocks on Arvedui's door*
Arvedui: *was pacing, stops, opens the door* Art! *fidget*
Artamir: *smiles* Hey. ....are you okay?
Arvedui: *stops fidgeting* Er. Yes, I'm fine. How are you? *attempts casualness*
Artamir: I'm wonderful. *slightly oblivious to his uncomfortableness* Think you have time today to officiate a wedding?
Arvedui: ...*GULPS* Ah. Yes, it's today then?
Theo: *off investigating the drink supply with Eomund* .
Artamir: Indeed it is. I think we've put it off long enough, and Faramir, Firiel, and Eomund are all here now, so it's time. *grins*
Arvedui: *takes a big breath* Right. I just need to... Get some things in order. When do you want the ceremony to start? *fidgetfidget*
Artamir: As soon as possible. *nod*
Theo: *a very thorough investigation*
Arvedui: Right, right. o.o Get everything in order then, I'll be ready...
Firiel: *walks in on Theo and Eomund* Hey, shouldn't you be getting ready for a wedding?
Eomund: We are getting ready for a wedding.
Eomund: Hence the drinking. Want some?
Artamir: All right. Thanks for this! *squeezes his arm*
Theo: 's very important part thing for the wedding right here.
Arvedui: *coughs* You're welcome. *uneasy smile*
Firiel: ....oh all right. *sits and joins them*
Artamir: *goes off to get things in order*
Theo: why'm I in a dress?
Firiel: Because you're getting married?
Arvedui: *gets dressed in official-ish robes and prays to Eru for salvation, and possibly strength* >.<
Theo: oh. Really?
Firiel: Yes. *pats*
Artamir: *goes to find Theo* Are you all ready?
Eomund: *snickers* Why's it white? He's not fooling anyone...
Theo: because blue didn't look so good.
Firiel: White is fine. >.> Leave him alone.
Theo: *looks up at Artamir* yes. Verrrry ready.
Artamir: ....are you drunk? >.<
Theo: 'course not.
Artamir: Well, whatever the case, come on, Arvedui's waiting.
Eru: *gives Arvedui the hiccups*
Theo: *holds up a hand* help me up?
Artamir: *lifts Theo up* Careful now.
Arvedui: O_O *takes medicine for that and abandons the praying thing. Fidgets a lot instead*
Eomund: *tucks a couple of bottles under his arm* Where are we going?
Theo: *holds onto Artamir's arm* I'll have to find something else to nag you about. To...the marrying place, Eomund. Whereever that is.
Artamir: *hugs Theo and leads them to Arvedui* Well. We're here.
Firiel: *hangs onto Eomund*
Theo: *distracted by shiny things8
Eomund: *offers Firi a bottle of... something*
Arvedui: *peers at them all, takes a deep breath and calms himself* All right, Theo, Artamir - could you come here? Just stand before me, like so. *arranges them*
Artamir: *stands still*
Theo: *tries to stand still*
Firiel: Thanks! *takes a drink and watches*
Arvedui: Er. You can hold hands. *quietly, to Art* Just keep him still long enough for me to do this quickly, all right?
Theo: 's full moon lately... *leans against Artamir*
Artamir: No problem. *holds Theo gently*
Firiel: *leans against Eomund, quietly* You're his.... brother-in-law-type, aren't you?
Arvedui: Right we are then. *makes a mental note of the witnesses - two, just enough, and begins* Dearly beloved, we are gathered here under the guidance of Eru and the Valar - sacred be their names - to unite these two people in holy matrimony.
Artamir: *happy smile*
Theo: *fidget*
Eomund: *drinks from the bottle* Get on with it, then.
Firiel: *waits*
Theo: >.> can I just say yes now?
Arvedui: *takes a deep breath before continuing* Right. I'll skip the traditional verses, and get right down to it, shall I?
Artamir: Yes, that's fine.
Arvedui: *clears his throat* Artamir Ondoherion, of the line of Elendil the Blessed, do you take Theoden Ednew, of the line Eorl to be your lawfully wedded... companion, to love and to hold and to cherish until worse than Death do you part?
Theo: saying no gets you a kick in the shins
Artamir: *smiles* Yes, I do.
Arvedui: And do you, Theoden Ednew, of the line of Eorl, take Artamir Ondoherion, of the line of Elendil the Blessed to be your lawfully wedded companion so on and so forth?
Theo: Maybe.
Arvedui: >.<
Artamir: *raises a brow* Maybe?
Eomund: Theo! *threatens with bottle*
Theo: ....okay, yes. *darts behind Artamir*
Artamir: *pets Theo's arm*
Theo: *nuzzle*
Artamir: So.... that's it?
Arvedui: Good. As King of this Land, and a humble representative of Eru - blessed be his name - I now pronounce you Hus-Er. Companion and Companion. To the ends of His Plan. Yes. That's it. You may... do unholy things now.
Eomund: Great! Let's get drunk...er.
Theo: yes! Pass me a bottle
Artamir: Thank you, Arvedui. *smiles*
Firiel: *gives Theo a bottle*
Theo: this is my favorite wedding yet.
Arvedui: *pats Art on the shoulder* You're welcome. That wasn't too hard... *stumbles over to a chair and sits as if his legs won't hold him for very long*
Firiel: because it's yours or because of the alcohol?
Theo: the second.
Firiel: Ahh. *pats and leaves Theo to Artamir* ... Arvedui, are you all right?
Artamir: *kisses Theo*
Theo: *offers the bottle*
Arvedui: Hmm? *looks a bit wide-eyes* I'm fine. Perfectly fine. *fidget*
Artamir: Thanks. *drinks and gives it back*
Firiel: ...you're not fine. *crosses her arms*
Eomund: *sits down next to Arvedui* So... are you single, then?
Firiel: >.> He's mine.
Eomund: *pout* You don't share?
Arvedui: I'm hers. *cuddles Firi* And I don't want to be shared. >.>
Theo: when he's not after Rohirrim. *grabs Artamir's hand and tries to tug him off*
Arvedui: >.< Solitary incident. Never to be repeated.
Firiel: *hugs him* What?
Artamir: *goes off with Theo*
Theo: Terrifying incident with Helm. We shan't speak of it. *darts off*
Arvedui: ...o.o
Firiel: *looks very confused*
Arvedui: *looks even more confused*
Eomund: Is there booze? You promised booze.
Theo: there will be booze
Theo: piles of booze
Eomund: *glee* Then yes. Do I have to bring gifts and stuff or is simply not completely embarrassing you on your special day gift enough?
Theo: the last.
Eomund: Good. *goes looking for wedding-appropriate outfit*
Artamir: *knocks on Arvedui's door*
Arvedui: *was pacing, stops, opens the door* Art! *fidget*
Artamir: *smiles* Hey. ....are you okay?
Arvedui: *stops fidgeting* Er. Yes, I'm fine. How are you? *attempts casualness*
Artamir: I'm wonderful. *slightly oblivious to his uncomfortableness* Think you have time today to officiate a wedding?
Arvedui: ...*GULPS* Ah. Yes, it's today then?
Theo: *off investigating the drink supply with Eomund* .
Artamir: Indeed it is. I think we've put it off long enough, and Faramir, Firiel, and Eomund are all here now, so it's time. *grins*
Arvedui: *takes a big breath* Right. I just need to... Get some things in order. When do you want the ceremony to start? *fidgetfidget*
Artamir: As soon as possible. *nod*
Theo: *a very thorough investigation*
Arvedui: Right, right. o.o Get everything in order then, I'll be ready...
Firiel: *walks in on Theo and Eomund* Hey, shouldn't you be getting ready for a wedding?
Eomund: We are getting ready for a wedding.
Eomund: Hence the drinking. Want some?
Artamir: All right. Thanks for this! *squeezes his arm*
Theo: 's very important part thing for the wedding right here.
Arvedui: *coughs* You're welcome. *uneasy smile*
Firiel: ....oh all right. *sits and joins them*
Artamir: *goes off to get things in order*
Theo: why'm I in a dress?
Firiel: Because you're getting married?
Arvedui: *gets dressed in official-ish robes and prays to Eru for salvation, and possibly strength* >.<
Theo: oh. Really?
Firiel: Yes. *pats*
Artamir: *goes to find Theo* Are you all ready?
Eomund: *snickers* Why's it white? He's not fooling anyone...
Theo: because blue didn't look so good.
Firiel: White is fine. >.> Leave him alone.
Theo: *looks up at Artamir* yes. Verrrry ready.
Artamir: ....are you drunk? >.<
Theo: 'course not.
Artamir: Well, whatever the case, come on, Arvedui's waiting.
Eru: *gives Arvedui the hiccups*
Theo: *holds up a hand* help me up?
Artamir: *lifts Theo up* Careful now.
Arvedui: O_O *takes medicine for that and abandons the praying thing. Fidgets a lot instead*
Eomund: *tucks a couple of bottles under his arm* Where are we going?
Theo: *holds onto Artamir's arm* I'll have to find something else to nag you about. To...the marrying place, Eomund. Whereever that is.
Artamir: *hugs Theo and leads them to Arvedui* Well. We're here.
Firiel: *hangs onto Eomund*
Theo: *distracted by shiny things8
Eomund: *offers Firi a bottle of... something*
Arvedui: *peers at them all, takes a deep breath and calms himself* All right, Theo, Artamir - could you come here? Just stand before me, like so. *arranges them*
Artamir: *stands still*
Theo: *tries to stand still*
Firiel: Thanks! *takes a drink and watches*
Arvedui: Er. You can hold hands. *quietly, to Art* Just keep him still long enough for me to do this quickly, all right?
Theo: 's full moon lately... *leans against Artamir*
Artamir: No problem. *holds Theo gently*
Firiel: *leans against Eomund, quietly* You're his.... brother-in-law-type, aren't you?
Arvedui: Right we are then. *makes a mental note of the witnesses - two, just enough, and begins* Dearly beloved, we are gathered here under the guidance of Eru and the Valar - sacred be their names - to unite these two people in holy matrimony.
Artamir: *happy smile*
Theo: *fidget*
Eomund: *drinks from the bottle* Get on with it, then.
Firiel: *waits*
Theo: >.> can I just say yes now?
Arvedui: *takes a deep breath before continuing* Right. I'll skip the traditional verses, and get right down to it, shall I?
Artamir: Yes, that's fine.
Arvedui: *clears his throat* Artamir Ondoherion, of the line of Elendil the Blessed, do you take Theoden Ednew, of the line Eorl to be your lawfully wedded... companion, to love and to hold and to cherish until worse than Death do you part?
Theo: saying no gets you a kick in the shins
Artamir: *smiles* Yes, I do.
Arvedui: And do you, Theoden Ednew, of the line of Eorl, take Artamir Ondoherion, of the line of Elendil the Blessed to be your lawfully wedded companion so on and so forth?
Theo: Maybe.
Arvedui: >.<
Artamir: *raises a brow* Maybe?
Eomund: Theo! *threatens with bottle*
Theo: ....okay, yes. *darts behind Artamir*
Artamir: *pets Theo's arm*
Theo: *nuzzle*
Artamir: So.... that's it?
Arvedui: Good. As King of this Land, and a humble representative of Eru - blessed be his name - I now pronounce you Hus-Er. Companion and Companion. To the ends of His Plan. Yes. That's it. You may... do unholy things now.
Eomund: Great! Let's get drunk...er.
Theo: yes! Pass me a bottle
Artamir: Thank you, Arvedui. *smiles*
Firiel: *gives Theo a bottle*
Theo: this is my favorite wedding yet.
Arvedui: *pats Art on the shoulder* You're welcome. That wasn't too hard... *stumbles over to a chair and sits as if his legs won't hold him for very long*
Firiel: because it's yours or because of the alcohol?
Theo: the second.
Firiel: Ahh. *pats and leaves Theo to Artamir* ... Arvedui, are you all right?
Artamir: *kisses Theo*
Theo: *offers the bottle*
Arvedui: Hmm? *looks a bit wide-eyes* I'm fine. Perfectly fine. *fidget*
Artamir: Thanks. *drinks and gives it back*
Firiel: ...you're not fine. *crosses her arms*
Eomund: *sits down next to Arvedui* So... are you single, then?
Firiel: >.> He's mine.
Eomund: *pout* You don't share?
Arvedui: I'm hers. *cuddles Firi* And I don't want to be shared. >.>
Theo: when he's not after Rohirrim. *grabs Artamir's hand and tries to tug him off*
Arvedui: >.< Solitary incident. Never to be repeated.
Firiel: *hugs him* What?
Artamir: *goes off with Theo*
Theo: Terrifying incident with Helm. We shan't speak of it. *darts off*
Arvedui: ...o.o
Firiel: *looks very confused*
Arvedui: *looks even more confused*