RP: Wedding Day

[tt_alicia]

Date: 18. August, 2002
Characters: Alicia Spinnet, Viktor Krum, OPEN TO EVERYBODY (Please add your character's tag as they join)
Setting: Around Settlement 1
Content: TBD
Status: Open: Public

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Re: Alicia

[tt_alicia]

Alicia could see Ginny’s point, and with a chuckle she took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “You’ll want to smack me when I say this,” she ventured with an amused smirk. “But you should take it as a compliment that they want to match make you, especially since they’re talking about setting you up with a Bulgarian bloke.” She chewed on her lip for a moment, thinking back to the first times she had met them. Viktor hadn’t told her specifically what had gone on, but she hadn’t needed to know the language or even be an expert reader of people to know that that she hadn’t been what they had had in mind for Viktor.

“Zograf’s a wonderful dancer, just beware that his hands may wander a bit south if he thinks no-one’s watching,” she grinned at Ginny. When it came to the best man, she had no doubt that Ginny wouldn’t be in good hands, nor that she would find herself with a lack of attention or chivalry. She looked at her, truly grateful to have gotten to know her like she had and to truthfully be able to call her her best friend. “Have fun and enjoy today. Flirt and dance and eat and drink and sing and just celebrate this with us. That’s why we’re doing it this way.” She sent her a smile and with a small sigh, she got up. “I’m ready for them to do my hair,” she confirmed. “And I’m ready for some breakfast. I’m starving.” Holding out her hand to Ginny, she gestured for her come along, now.

Re: Alicia

[tt_ginny]

She laughed warmly, shaking her head. "Viktor is Bulgarian. Not all Bulgarian blokes are like Viktor, love, but I'll take your advice under consideration." Even before coming to the new world, the Vultures had had a reputation of being ladies men and none of them seemed as ready to settle down as Viktor when they arrived here. Still, Ginny would give them the benefit of the doubt but vowed only to have casual dates, if any of them asked.

"Fun, flirting and dancing, right. I think I can handle that," Ginny agreed, laughing softly. She squeezed Ali's hand back and rose, smoothing her light gold simple gown with her free hand, very conscious of the fact that she was wearing Viktor's wedding band on her thumb. It was a great honor to be here with Alicia, to share her wonderful day with her and to witness her happiness. "Well, then you'll be in for a treat. I think they've got every decadent pastry known to man out there."

She took Ali's outstretched hand and the two crossed out into the louder, more boisterous living area. While Ali sat for the Babas, Ginny went to fetch two laden plates of pastries, bringing them back to Alicia. "I got one of each for you to try and Tashi? Tali? Something like that, she's going to bring over some tea in a minute," she assured Alicia, handing her the plate. "I'd ask if you were nervous but that's sort of a moot point now. Your brother is having the time of his life over there with the other musicians, I see. How's your mum taking all of this?"

[tt_alicia]

“Yeah, Viktor is one of a kind,” Alicia smiled at Ginny, “but that wasn’t what I meant. What I meant was, that you’re not Bulgarian, which means that them trying to match you with a Bulgarian bloke, really is a compliment. Took them a while before they fully accepted that Viktor had chosen a foreigner, and now they’re making it seem like they’re the ones who came up with the match.” Which Alicia was fine with, now. It had taken a bit to get used to it, but as she had gotten to know them better, she could – somewhat – see where they were coming from, and was just happy that they had changed their minds about her.

In between kissing cheeks in greeting and having her cheeks patted, someone somehow managed to get a protective spell cast on her dress to ward off any spills and stains. “Mmm, thank you, love,” Alicia hummed in appreciation when Ginny handed her a plate of pastries, the smell alone making her mouth water. “Tali, I think,” she nodded, to let Ginny know that she had heard her, then smiled across the room to where her mum was sitting in deep conversation with one of the musicians, noticing how Sam’s fingers were moving going over the new melodies he had had some of the Bulgarians teach him for today. “She was pretty overwhelmed at first,” she said, looking back to Ginny. “I mean, when she came through, we had already planned most of it, so it was all sort just… tossed at her.” Alicia grew quiet for a moment, thinking back to how her mum had changed after she had come through. How she had gone from the grieving widow to a woman who was beginning to look at life with a fresh pair of eyes, once again recognising all the opportunities that were there for the taking. “Now that she’s gotten to know Viktor as more than just the name my dad kept raving about she’s come around, and though she’s both sentimental and proud today, I think she’ll agree that this was how we should do it.”