A Nighthunters Wedding ((Open RP))

09-06-2010, Steel Canyon, Paragon City

Suraya looked at herself in her mirror. Her apartment was a regular mess filled with all kinds of beautician stuff. She looked good in her white and gold wedding dress... Today would be the day that she, Suraya Rania Mohammed Khatoon, would finally wed her prince.



Even if that prince was not of this world...

Slowly she touched her mirror image. She came a long way as the Desert Princess... but she would never have imagined this. Softly she spoke... "I wish dad would be able to see me now!" but that was impossible... he was dead for almost two-and a half century by now.

A violent voice sounded in her head. One she had become used too the past centuries... Ha, the old fool! You look ridiculous *****...

"You shut up, Meymaneh! This is my day and I will not let you ruin it D'jinn.", she answered out loud.

Everyone knew the perennial Saudi-Arabian princess Suraya Khatoon would be wedded in the traditional Arabian culture but Reverend Pious came in his priestly attire anyway, hoping to somehow be part of the officiating process. He reached her apartment and knocked gently on the door before waiting patiently.

Somewhere above Paragon City

Blade looked over the rooftops of Steel Canyon, his feathered wings beating the air as the nervousness and excitment of the day melted away from his mind. He checked over his White and Blue silvatian ceremonial Battle robes, hardly able to believe the day had arrived already.

Thinking it time to get a move on, he began his short flight to the Worn Cover, his movement slow so as not to mess up his robes.

It took a few knocks before Suraya realised there was someone at the door. Glad to be distracted from her memories she stood up and walked to the door. Inlight of the current dangers she was playing safe and looked through the spyglass... checking who was there.

With a smile she opened the door. "Come in reverend.", she said trying to not get her dress stick inside the door.

"Oh, you look amazing" Pious complimented, admiring the fanciful white and gold dress. "Here, a small gift for today's lucky couple" said Pious, extending to the bride a decorative cardboard box. "Couple bottles of bubbly, hopefully you can make use of them at the after party?"

Steel Canyon

A rush of displaced air signalled the arrival of April Winters at the door of Suraya. Gone was her traditional grungy torn leathers, jeans and shades, and in it's place was a low-cut peach dress. Her hair was tied back in a braid, a pair of metal skewers holding the style, and a rose tied into the hair. Looking at the way she constantly fidgeted, it was clear she wasn't confortable wearing the outfit.

Walking up the steps, she knocked loudly on Suraya's door.

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The Worn Cover

The holographic form belonging to the unit S-AI floated soundlessly through the shop. The latest customer had left the store nearly a half-hour ago, and S-AI tentented itsself by accessing the bookstore's inventory, and cross-referencing with online reviews, summeries, and e-books. It was a perfect time for research into the human mind, given that everything was quiet, even those few Nighthunters who call the building their home

Blushing a bit Suraya accepts the box... and nods politly hoping that Blade would like it as she didn't drink alcohol. Extending her hand her henna decorations on it from her Henna night became visible.



Upon hearing April knock suddenly a blonde girl wearing a blue dress comes rushing in from the living room. "What are you doing opening the door Suraya? It could have been Blade, and he is not allowed to see you yet!", she said in an Ukrainian accent. Then walked to the door to let April in.

"I checked before I opened Mascha.", Suraya answered her girlfriend.

Skyway city, Paragon City

Laya walked out the door of the hotel, her black and blue dress flowing gracefully as ever as her husband, John, opened the car door for her. Her red hair was let down and flowed around her shoulders as she enteredthe passenger seat and smiled at her two children.
The boy, Jamie, was fastened into his car seat and looking in amazement at the city, having never been to Paragon before it was turning out to be a wonderful trip for him. Next to him his older sister Mary smiled at her mother and said "how come we had to come? im missing a sleep over!".

"Because Uncle Blade sent the invites, and family is the most important thing, remember?" replied Laya in a sweet tone, which non-the-less showed her frustration at having to answer the question for the 5th time that day. Laya smiled as John got into the car next to her and started the engine. Laya turned on the music as the car drove off, toward Steel and her younger brother's big moment.

Steel Canyon. Paragon City

Misty Hunter was in the store tidying up the place a little and stacking some of the new books that had come in. She had been so busy that she had not noticed the passage of time. A clock caught her eye and stared at it bewildered for a few moments wondering if that was the right time. Bewilderment suddenly became panic and suddenly remembered where she has left her clothes for the party that night. Misty made sure the store was locked up and she quickly muttered a few words to herself and vanished from the Worn Cover.

The Silvatian Palace, Throne Room

Alone in the room, the man knelt before the grand throne, eched with silvatian writings and pictures of great battles and deeds. He held his hands together as though in prayer, his eyes closed and his blue skin visible from the waist up, his lower half covers in black robes. The doors open and two gaurds walk in, followed by a man hows apparance is almost human, save for his eyes which glow a golden yellow. "my lord, it is time you were preparing, please follow me" the man said. The lord rose up and opened his eyes, both glowing blue with a fire as he outstretched his mighty wings and turned to face the armourer. "please lead on" the lord says and follows the man out.

Entering a room full of armour, weapons, robes, shields and clothing, the armourer begins to dress his lord in his blue imperial armour, the marks and scraps of battle all but none existant after the many nights the armourers had been woring on it. "You have done well, Goral, this will be a fine day for my family, and for yours". The man strides out, with his helm clasped upder one arm and opens the balcony doors. "I must be off now, my thanks to you for your help" says the lord before streching his wings and taking flight, visible for only a moment before he vanishes from the Silvatian world.

Paragon city, Steel Canyon

Moments later on a building on the outskirts of Steel Canyon, the Lord appears in thin air, walking slowly, having practised this many times over. walking to the edge of the building, the man known to this world as Silvas, surveys the city, before dropping off the edge.

April nodded to Mascha as the door was opened for her. "Hey". She casually strolled into the house and slapped her hand on Pious' back in a friendly way as he let her pass. "Hey Padre"

Walking straight over to a mirror, she looked at herself in the dress and gave it another good tug. 'No chance I'm ever going to get used to this' she thaught to herself, and gave up trying to adjust it

Mascha finally realised who was standing with her in the room. "Obaldet'! (Обалдеть!)*, I didn't realise. You must be the famous Priest... THE Priest!", she said excited and was divided in shaking his hand or hugging him. After a few seconds she descided to reach out and give her hero a hand. "My name is Mascha Petrovi... Cher Nobyl from the Ukraine! You know... from the tv, the International Hero Idols!"

Suraya couldn't hide a smile after this enthiousiastic response from her friend. She looked at Pious. "Yes, me and Blade saw Imam Abdullah yesterday. He wil meet us at the Worn Cover."


*=Golly!

"Hey April" Pious greeted, feeling a little awkward from the uncustomary slap on the back that was only too characteristic of April Winters. He sensed something was different about her though, but left the matter for another time. "Привіт, мій друг" said Pious, greeting the Ukrainian. "Pleasure to meet you Mascha Petrovi. I have indeed seen your Cher Nobyl persona on the television. Always nice to meet Suraya's friends from the International Hero Idol contests. And congratulations on the hit success, I heard you even won a recognition award from the PlayNC company, I'm jealous" he lied politely. "Well, I better go and meet Imam Abdullah and get ready for work. Suraya, see you at your wedding. Don't be late now."

"I won't...", she replied. "See you at the ceremony!"

Already nervous and a bit stressed she totally forgot to complement April on her dress but nodded friendly to her anyway.

"Mascha... can you help finish my hair. Then it is your turn." Suraya grabbed a white laced veil and golden flowers that where supposed to be in her hair.

Blade landed infront of the door to the worn cover and unlocked it. Going inside he checked that everything was in order before checking his robes. Once he believed himself ready, he settled down to wait for guests to appear, the nerves already returning after his flight. Never having been too interested in human religions, Blade was unsure as to what he was supposed to do, so hoped that someone would turn up soon who would know.

Morilanthi opened the door to the Worn Cover and entered the store dressed in what seemed to be ceremonial clothing.

"Feeling nervous, Blade?" He smiled as he sensed Blade standing there.

Blade smiles, his blue skin shining as he remembers to turn the lights on, and replies "very Moril, nice to see you here man". Blade walks over and shakes Moril's hand, his own hand continuing to shake alittle even after he's let go

"Nice to see you too Blade." Morilanthi smiled at him as he spoke.

"Looks like we are the only ones here at the moment. But i guess more will arrive soon enough."

As moril spoke, a car arrived outside and three figures got out. Laya went to the back door and took her son out of his car seat and carried him around the car. Inside Mary had already run in and was shouting at Blade who picked her up easily in a hug. "Uncle Blade! Uncle Blade!" Mary kept calling as she hugged him back and John held out his hand to Blade "Good to see you again Blade". "you too" Blade replied "Moril, this is my Brother in law and my niece, John and Mary, and the two walking in the door are my sister Laya and my nephew Jamie". Laya smiled at her brother and hugged him, giving Jamie to her husband "a pleasure to meet you Moril, i assume you work with Blade as a Nighthunter?"

Morilanthi nodded at the new arrivals and smiled at them.

"Yes, i am. An honor to meet you all" He bowed at them.

Mary screamed at seeing Moril's pointed ears looked at him in a mazement "an elf! Mum and Elf! a real elf!". John nodded to Moril "well i guess you see all sorts of things in this town". Laya smiled at Moril "sorry, Mary's heard lots of stories about elves, guess she wont leave you alone now". Jamie just sat in his mother's arms and looked around the Worn cover, oblivious to the wonders of seeing an elf. Blade laughed and playfully tapped his niece on the nose "come now dont be rude, Moril is a wood elf yes, but lets not go getting all excited".

"I dont mind." Morilanthi smiled at them.

Morilanthi turned his face towards Mary.

"If you have any questions, young one, just ask, as i am willing to answer them."

Mary went red in blade's arms, stunned by the fact that Moril was speaking to her directly. Laya Laughed took her daughter from Blade, giving her a hug and smiling at Moril "Ive never seen her shy before, guess its because your an elf, she'll probably get over it". Blade grinned at his sister, his earlier nerves gone in the presence of family. He gave the 6 year old girl a pat on her back and said "it's alright Mary, hes not gonna get angry at you or anything". Upon hearing this Mary turned slowly to look at Moril again and gave a weak smile, "how...how fast are you?" she asked in a quiet voice.

Morilanthi smiled at Mary.

"I am as fast as i need to be." He answered her.

"Anything more you wish to know?"