sirenspull_logs | Well, I don't know if all that's true, 'cause you got me and baby, I got you...

Who: Gabriel, Jinx, and their friends and family.
When: Friday the 13th, before sirens.
Where: A park that has been shamelessly borrowed for this event.
Summary: JINX AND GABRIEL ARE GETTING MARRIED.
Warnings: Schmoop.

[Friday the 13th is a day of preventing bad luck from finding you- and it will find you, somehow. But for an unlucky little lady who has been a staple of Siren's Port for a few years, it's her luckiest day, so what better day for her wedding?

A small park has been rented for the occasion with a combination of Jinx's charms and her pocketbook and it's really anyone's guess which one won out. Lines of chairs form the aisles, draped in purple, black, green, and offset by red roses everywhere. Rather than a carpet for the bride to walk down, the grass seems to be covered in a blanket of soft rose petals.

Let's just say if you wanted roses today, you're out of luck.

The reception area stands off to the side, offset by dozens upon dozens of ice swans and... for some reason a living elephant also decked in purple and black. Jinx wanted one. The zoo obliged. The end.

And where there should be an organ, there's a harpist. The groom, standing up at the front of the makeshift altar with the king of Hell on his left and a Prophet of the Lord at his right, looks as smug as the cat who caught the canary- or, more appropriately, the canary who charmed the cat- and despite the few stage whispers of "Yes, Chuck, it's too late to make this a Jewish wedding", all is well.

And when the harpist starts playing "Stairway to Heaven," it begins.]

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It just...feels like she really doesn't need a friend like me for anything, anymore.

Except maybe DJing for her wedding. I mean, I could hang out at Purgatory now, because at least I'm not working for Sam's place anymore, as a rival club it always felt weird, but...

Gabriel's still sort of a jerk. I guess I just don't see what's so great about him.

She didn't pick you to DJ for her wedding just cuz she needed music. She could have picked anyone for that, but she trusted you. And trust me, she's been really hands-on with everything.

[Including the bridesmen's ties.]

Look, I don't know Gabriel that well either. But he makes her happy, and that counts for something. But you should really just—talk to her. Or just try to do more stuff with her once she gets back.

Really? 'Cause she didn't ask me till last minute, and I thought she'd forgotten all about me.

She probably assumed it was obvious you were gonna do it. Look, that's dumb too, I know. But even if you doubt how she feels about you, do you really doubt she'd forget about the music at her own wedding?

No I guess not.

It's an honor, and....whatever. [Yeah, that could be said a little less flatlined. Blame buzzed honesty.]

[He sighs, not sure what to say.]

Look, let's get some dessert. The table looks great.

Yeah. [Stuffing his face might...fix this funny feeling in his stomach. Somehow.] Let's....just get some cake.

Right. Come on.

[He leads them over to the table where the cake is and snags a couple plates. Joe gets the one with the biggest piece, because maybe sugar will help.]

So, you didn't think about bringing Namine as a date?

Nah... It'd be too weird, you know?

[Joe wrinkles his nose, and pokes at the icing with a plastic fork]

Seeing other people who dated get married- I wouldn't want her to feel like we'd have to do something like that too, to count as being serious about each other.

—oh, right. I didn't think about that.

[Definitely too much too soon. He takes a bite of his own cake. Yum.]

Actually, I never thought about this kind of thing at all before Jinx decided to do it. I can't even imagine it for me.

Yeah, I can't either.

I still really can't imagine Jinx married.

I guess she was readier than us.

I guess.

It's just... it'll be a whole lot different now.

Things are always different. Everything changes.

Besides, what would even be the point of marrying Namine? We already live in the same apartment.

(I hope Xion doesn't get any crazy ideas from this about Ven...)