Closed RP: Nny and Devi go flying

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

Having still not quite recovered from what was quite possibly the most bizarre proposal ever, Devi had agreed to meet Nny and go flying. She was oscillating between "SQUEE" and "OMGOMG IS THIS REALLY HAPPENING OMG", and could hardly fumble her boots and coat on. In either state she was grinning like an idiot, digging up scarf and gloves and hat and hurrying/stumbling down the hallway.

It was freezing outside, snowy and icy, and her breath rose in frosty clouds as she made for the Quidditch pitch. She had to see Nny in person, to make it sink in that yes, this was indeed happening (and yes, they really had made fools out of themselves where the whole school could hear them).

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[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

Devi blinked--that hadn't occured to her. "Jeeze, good question. Isn't Professor Crowley a demon?"

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, that's why I thought of it. Because it can't just be a regular person, right?"

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

"Well, probably anybody who's ever been ordained by...anything, I guess. I mean, people can be ordained by all kinds of weird shit, right?" She rubbed the back of her neck, thinking. "Actually, most...clergy, I guess...are pretty weird. Maybe a really weird person would work." Not like those weren't a dime a dozen, here.

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

"I guess we should just figure out who and get them ordained or something, then," he agreed. "And where, and everything." Nny groaned. "Gogo's going to want there to be a party, isn't she?"

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

"Oh, God." Devi twitched. "Of course she is. Probably with durian, too."

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

"No! I'll put my foot down there. No durian at the wedding."

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

"It's Gogo. You know she'll...she'll sneak it in, or something. Or cook it into the wedding cake."

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

"First sign of durian, and the party's over."

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

"Oh, don't say that," Devi protested. "We'll just have to search her pockets before she sits down. Take any and all durian and...and burn it, or something."

She bit her lip, thoughtful. "Who should we invite? I mean, it's not like we know many people."

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

"I can't really think of anyone offhand except Gogo and Squee that I'd actually want to invite. But she'll probably want more people."

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

Devi, who had been antisocial as all hell since she'd unpopped, couldn't think of anyone else off the top of her head. "I wish I got out more," she said ruefully. "It's kind of sad that between us, we've got two guests." Maybe she did need to get out a bit more--being a hermit was her natural state, but it was a learned behavior, and it was probably time to break it.

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

"Well, there's Molly, of course. Maybe that Dexter guy. And Professor Crowley, I suppose."

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

"Molly? Dexter?" If she'd ever known these people, she couldn't remember them.

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

"Molly... I think you'll like her. She's sort of adopted me. Yeah, I know, but she likes it. Dexter... he's more my sort of person in some ways, if that makes sense. But he's polite and I'm trying to figure him out."

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

Devi's eyebrows went up. "Adopted you?" she said. "Do I want to ask?" And Dexter...Nny's kind of person? "Dexter's not, you know, a serial killer, is he? I can live with it in you, because you're...you, and Gogo is...Gogo, but any more...yeah."

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

"I'm pretty sure he is... but he's laid back, you know? And I could take him, if it came to that, even if we weren't on campus."

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

Devi found it somewhat amusing, that one of the criteria for Nny's friendship should be that he could 'take them'. It was so very...Nny, and it was oddly endearing. "As long as he's not going to, you know, drag disgusting trophies into the STFU suite or anything. Molly's not a serial killer, is she?"

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

"Molly? No. I don't think she's ever actually killed anyone, not directly."

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

"Not...directly?" That was almost more worrisome. "What, you mean she accidentally kills them?"

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

"It seemed like a long story... you'd have to ask her. But it wasn't her that killed them."

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

"...Right. As long as nobody kills anybody at the wedding. Or the reception. A bloody wedding cake isn't my idea of fun." There was probably something wrong with the fact that she had to specify that rule, but she didn't care--she was getting married. To Nny. Soon. "We should probably set a date."

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

"Well, if it's on campus, no one can get killed anyway. A date, though..." For a moment, he looks distant. "Do you want it to be soon, or have plenty of time to plan?"

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

...That was a good question, actually. "How about halfway? We really just need to get clothes, and plan food...it'll be a small wedding, so there won't be a bunch of social garbage to deal with. And...I don't want to wait any longer than I have to, you know?"

[waste-lock.livejournal.com]

"So... sometime in late April, maybe?"

[immunityordeath.livejournal.com]

"I think that would work. Enough time to plan, but not too long."