[The wedding is over, the vows have been said, and everyone has adjourned to the wonderful reception area for a night of fun, drinks and dancing.
There are tables lined with food of all sorts, and places to sit and enjoy... there's a bar, once more provided by Caritas, and a huge wedding cake. There's also a dancing floor... and a band made with those multi-talented ghosts.]
[ooc:
Marriage is about love and commitment, or in my case, attempted filings for restraining orders. As Ukitake has already covered that vomit enduing part, and quite frankly because I want to, I’m going to talk about something else.
Something for you all to remember while you’re clinking glasses and congratulating them is that in a few hours, they’ll vanish to their room and do what newlyweds have been doing since marriage existed. Namely, banging each other’s brains out. And trust me, these two have waited long enough. I mean, I don’t know what they waited for to be honest. It’s not like the Big Guy has anything against it, if he did, it wouldn’t be so bloody hilarious.
[He grins in Abel and Lilith’s direction]
I’ve left you a packet of condoms, a tub of Vaseline and a copy of the Karma Sutra on your bed, along with a Rampant Rabbit. After all just because Mr. Nightroad fails to perform, doesn’t mean Mrs. Nightroad should have a night without any fun. [He raises his glass] Enjoy popping one another’s eternal cherries.
And it is directed toward none other than Crowley. Thanks for ruining the precious moment there. This perfectly asserts all the reasons why he dislikes you so much.]
YOU'RE WELCOME!]
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1/....IDEK FLSKJDF
That doesn't keep her from choking on her champagne when he gets to the point of his lovely little speech.
Not really sure whether to laugh or glare, she's just going to cough into a hand and try to catch her breath]
Except it's really too funny, so he's snorting behind one hand and glancing around at everyone else's reaction]