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[empath_wiggin]

One side of the bar has been set up as a sort of partyroom, with food out on long tables, food of all sorts, for all tastes. One corner has been set aside, for dancing, Val's laptop somehow strangely playing music by itself. Or perhaps it's just the droid poking buttons at it. Come to Val and Luke's wedding reception. Greet the couple, or just

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[rogue_wraith]

And there's a Flyboy, walking strictly up to the newlyweds.

"Skywalker," he says sternly, trying to keep a straight face.

Re: Dun dun DUUUUN.

[not_death_eater]

And there is a figure coming towards the door, in robes, and long blonde hair. He arrives, smirking at Ron. "Weasley. I'm not surprised that they keep the vermin in the bar. You had better watch out for yourself, or you just might know what it truly is like to be like your namesake." And with that, he reaches out and opens the door.

Re: Dun dun DUUUUN.

[not_death_eater]

"Put that thing away, boy. You don't even know how to use it." He smirks. "I am quite obviously not in Jail as I am standing here, ready to leave this hell-hole. Be warned, Weasle. You never know when you need to watch your back." And with that, he steps out of the door, shutting it behind him.

[asar_suti]

And at some stage during the reception but unfortunately not sooner in realtime because the mun was asleep and then busy in the offline world, a short purple person comes up to congratulate Val, hand her a magnum,szied bottle of green ink as a wedding present, and then wander off towards to food with a grin, making room for the next well-wisher.