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[brynwieldr]

From: Leo (Odin)
Date: Jan. 20th

[As the camera clicks on, you can hear Leo muttering:]

Do we really have to do this, Aymeric? We could simply send invitations out individually when it’s closer to time.

Was it not your suggestion that we do this?

[It’s said quietly as well but the tone is gentle.]

There is nothing to worry about. We will do this together.

[Leo sighs and looks at the camera, trying to smile. It’s obvious he’s kind of regretting this decision, though.]

Right. For those of you who don’t know us, this message isn’t necessarily for you but--I am Leo, currently the god Odin.

And I am Aymeric de Borel, also assigned as a god. [What? God name ain’t important here, the actual one is.]

We--I--decided that this would perhaps be the fastest way of getting the news out. Aymeric and I…

[Deep breath.]

We’ll be married in the spring.

[It’s not shown on camera but one of Aymeric’s hands covers Leo’s, gently squeezing it as a way of reassuring him. He knows how they both are, not the type to make big announcements such as this but also wanting to share how they feel about each other. And with all the bad happening lately, there needed to be some sort of good. But they can see the elezen’s expression as he smiles warmly.

Leo appreciates the comfort, Aymeric, but he’d appreciate you saying something a little more.]

Invitations will obviously be sent out closer to the date. We would have said something sooner, but…

Given the circumstances of the recent events, it seemed a bit out of place to speak of it. However, we wished to tell our friends and fellow comrades of our news as soon as we were able. We are still planning for the ceremony and celebration so we are unable to answer much on that front.
[This is so different than trying to speak on politics or try to sway a group of people; he can do that with his eyes shut. No, this much more nerve wracking and he’s giving a mental prayer to Halone to give him strength not to screw this up.

They both suck at this, huh?]

Like I said, this is mostly for those of you who know us...or rather Aymeric. [He’s seen Aymeric’s contact list, okay.] Hopefully when the time comes, you’ll join us on our wedding day. ...gods that’s weird to say.

A moment I am looking forward to with great fervor.

[Sap. Leo gives Aymeric a slightly dopey look before he turns to the camera.

Thank you for your time.

[End feed.]


[OOC: Both will be responding!]

Comments

[brynwieldr]

Time is the least confusing thing about it, trust me.

[Babyrealms why.]

He's certainly going to be designing our clothes. Anything else will be up to him--I don't want to put more pressure on him than that unless I have to.

[alphinerd]

You have the makings of a good father, then. The last thing any child needs is pressure to do something that they don't want to do.

[Believe him, he knows. He hadn't fought back against it much, but goodness, those outfits his parents had put them in...]

That sounds like a very big project for him, but from what I've heard, he's very good.

[brynwieldr]

[Leo may be blushing a little at that.]

Certainly better than anyone I've seen in the Near Shore, but that may be my own bias speaking.

[Moving on.]

So what problem had Aymeric inserted himself in back in Eorzea when you last saw him?

[alphinerd]

Oh, it wasn't his involvement directly, but more that of the Eorzean Alliance. He and the Ishgardian troops fought alongside all of us in the liberation of Ala Mhigo.

[brynwieldr]

And rather than hang back like any other commander, he was right there with them?

[alphinerd]

Of course. Even I joined the fray.

[brynwieldr]

Yes, but you aren't a commander or my fiancé, who I had to blackmail to make him stay in bed after getting stabbed by an evil, possessed tree.

Off screen

[onedrinkwithme]

I recall no blackmail.

off-screen

[brynwieldr]

Emotional blackmail. I'm not going to say "nearly cried at" to Alphinaud.

[onedrinkwithme]

But did you need to say that?

[brynwieldr]

[Pats his knee.]

Yes. Yes I did. I am saying nothing anyone who knows you doesn't already know.

[onedrinkwithme]

You could have said convinced at least.

[brynwieldr]

And he would have asked how, since this is not the first time you have been stabbed and refused bedrest.

[onedrinkwithme]

I could not afford to back then.

[brynwieldr]

You could have.

[But Leo kisses his cheek.]

Though I understand.

[onedrinkwithme]

[Trust him, after Daddy Dearest got killed, Ishgard was a fucking mess and not many knew between up and down. And like hell he was gonna put Lucia through that crap.]

There is a lesser chance of that happening now.

[alphinerd]

This is true. Though, I specifically remember him having a difficult time staying in bed when he suffered a similar wound at home.

[brynwieldr]

Because of "work"?

[alphinerd]

Something like that, yes. Luckily he was able to recover quickly.

[brynwieldr]

Should I be concerned that it's apparently a habit of his to get stabbed by people, do you think?

[Leo is so terribly amused. Mostly because it's either amusement or annoyance and he can't do anything about either problem anymore so it's pointless to be annoyed.]

[alphinerd]

... it does seem to be becoming a worrisome habit, doesn't it. But I wouldn't worry too much - he's a very capable man.

[brynwieldr]

Oh I know. Still, if it happens a third time I may need to enlist help in either tying him to the bed or creating some sort of enchanted anti-stabbing armor specifically for him.

[alphinerd]

You know, that brings to mind an idea... I'll have to do some experimenting to see if it is even viable in a place like this, but I wonder if I could create some kind of self-contained carbuncle to act as a watchdog.

[brynwieldr]

Carbuncle being the rather fluffy looking pet of yours?

[alphinerd]

Yes. Though I wouldn't exactly call them pets, since they are aetherically summoned creatures.