Quote:As I recall, Noah and the Corners' folk are on good terms. How does Leda feel about an outdoor wedding?Well, I didn't want to impose without asking first... (Gaia might get upset about having a few hundred people show up for a wedding, after all.)
Quote:(Plus, both Luna and Nina would probably be eager to be flower girls.)Which lets Safety be just the ring-bearer. Sounds good to me! Ceremony's at Grover's Corners...
Quote:There have to be hundreds of mail-order DODs among the Fen, even before we start looking for clergy of more "respectable" denominations. And why settle for just a priest? Every Erisian is a Pope
Quote:And never mind the grand tradition of a Ship's captain being able to perform a Wedding Ceremony, a service Captain Corcoran has performed at least six times with an up-close view of Saturn... At least one of which was aboard the Pearl Forrester with the minimum number of witnesses.This is why I've left that open - who wants the honour the most?
(No, Noah's not going to open a bidding war for the job; he's got more money than he knows what to do with, after all. In this case, diplomacy or fast-talking counts for more than deep pockets...)
Ah, and Cobalt e-mailed me a scene. I've added one line and one comma to it...
Judy's Tailoring Shop
Main Concourse, Stellvia
10:17 GMT 3 March 2014
Noah blinked. Twice. Then let out an impressed whistle.
"Now I see why you asked me along," Leda said. "Couldn't you..." She trailed off at A.C.'s look, and her brain pulled up A.C.'s biomod quirks. "Right."
"All in all," A.C. said as she twisted to check the fit, "this didn't turn out too badly."
"You look like the dealer for a high stakes poker game at a six-star casino." Noah told her. "How do you pull off the distractingly-sexy-but-formal look in the tux?"
"It's a knack." A.C. shrugged (distractingly, of course). She turned to the bride. "So. How much do I have to change? Don't want to overshadow the bride after all."
"Um..." Leda looked her up and down, considering. "Let me get back to you."
One quick change later, the three of them returned to the Old Ring.
"Guest list?" A.C. asked.
"Sorted. Finally." Leda sighed. "Although I'd prefer something better than A.C. Peters to put on there."
A.C. rolled her eyes in amusement. "What is it with you Senshi and trying to find out what the initials mean?"
"Before or after the accident?" Noah asked.
"Uh..." Leda trailed off.
"Great, you broke her, Noah." A.C. mock-huffed. "She wasn't paid for yet."
"Hey, you're the genius." Noah playfully whined. "You fix her."
"Well, I'd need an old telephone, a desktop calculator, a roll of duct tape, and some blueberry chewing gum."
Noah reached into his jacket pocket. "Here's the gum..."
"Hey!" Leda complained, to matching sniggers.
"Oh, by the way, I've brought a little something to help with your latest girl," A.C. told Noah.
"Really?" Noah looked guarded.
"People talk." A.C. ignored the look. "Anyway, you mentioned once that you wondered what it was like to be an android. It stuck in my head." Here both Noah and Leda snorted. "As an idle hobby I designed a tele-presence model that you could use, and great minds think alike for the appearance. I never built it, but I did have a go at replicating her abilities. And I figured, why carry around all that paper if you could make it? So I put together a bucky-paper synthesiser and some specialised spinnerets. Figure they might come in handy. If nothing else it'll keep your paper costs down."
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Rob Kelk
"Governments have no right to question the loyalty of those who oppose
them. Adversaries remain citizens of the same state, common subjects of
the same sovereign, servants of the same law."
- Michael Ignatieff, addressing Stanford University in 2012