open | 'til death do us part

[coquettish_trees]

WHO: Loki, Lexie, and everyone whose situational cost-benefit analyses came up benefit somehow (or got ignored)
WHAT: the dubiously legitimate wedding of Lord Loki of House Asgard and Lady Alexandrie de la Fontaine and some totally unpredictable fallout
WHEN: Pre Elf Times
WHERE: Hightown
NOTES: Questions? Find us! (Loki: hikuswing, Lexie: shaestorms)

Post-fight part of the log in a couple of days! ♥

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[sincerelyours]

There's been a hooded stranger by the buffet all the while, ignoring the ceremony in favor of snorfling down as many canapes as they could possibly manage. They've made some decent progress, especially now that most everyone else is seated, but all it takes is for one arrow to glance off their hulking back before they seem to grow abruptly to twice their own height. And there's a roar of outrage, a swing of a massive arm that sends the table rolling forward and plates shattering and clattering every which way.

The corner of the table catches on the stranger's cloak, and they are a bear, and she is very displeased by this turn of events. With a powerful swat, she clotheslines someone running by.