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"I know," Mimsy replied, looking every bit as proud as she was.

He chose the Hatter again, and she considered the other tablets with the thought that they deserved. There was meaning in each of them, strengths, weaknesses, insinuations of what this was and what it meant to her.

But none of that really mattered, despite the theories she had already begun to craft for each one in her mind, spun together like woven molecules of candy floss--which Svensyl ate right up, because she was always going to pick the Jabberwock.

The contents of her basket were currently identical to last time, and that did not make for a very interesting experiment. When she joined him at the box of trinkets, she attempted to select objects that varied from the set she'd chosen for their first wedding. It seemed important for them to each be unique.

"Everything is edible," she corrected him, and tapped his cheek to help the information sink in. If he wanted to eat them instead of putting them to use, she wasn't going to stop him. This was Wonderland, and it was important for him to get what he wanted too.

In the end, she chose only a red paper heart. Nothing else felt quite as important when any of them fell into her hand.

She took a deep breath and looked up at him, with manic eyes and that same wide smile.

"Well! Time to ring for tea! Or tea for ring...yes! That is much more apt. We will do that."

Eeeeeeeeeeeeee. Her heart let out a high pitch squealing noise. She would not be surprised if he heard it.


He was such the gentleman and playing into her game. He was a good candidate, absolutely. His words were not the rest of the vowels but they were enough to set her heart racing. Better than vowels, they were spoken from the heart. And this kiss on the hand... oh he was so cute. and hansom and... yes.

"You may rise sir knight and welcome to my family. Shall we go and have and adventure together for our honey moon?" because they couldn't really do what was expected.

Oh goodness, the things she did for getting strong enough to get out of here. Nightbloom found herself ready to get once more, eying the NPCs before abruptly grabbing one--the Mischievous NPC--by the arm and hauling him along towards the cakes.

This time, she decided to select the Rainbow Cake, finding the colors to be rather eyecatching. The flavour was nice too!

One more step! Moving to the box, she reaching in, rooting around until her fingers closed around a small object. Pulling out an earring with a white stone, she let out a little hum and turned to look t the NPC.

Urging him to come along, she head over to complete the last step, putting all the objects into the teapot.

There were many things he despised about this game/dream. He hated how certain things rooted into his mind, messing with his emotions. And he also loathed this wedding quest. But levels were levels. Shadowstep wanted to get out of this wretched dream and right now gaining levels seemed beneficial regardless.

Time to get this whole thing over with.

He picked up an every flavor cake, the dormouse, and a tiny plastic human infant. With everything in hand, he tossed them all into the teacup, waiting for his ring to come out.

Shadowstep looked over the selection of puppets with a light frown upon his features. He still didn't like the idea of 'marrying' one of them. Since he mostly wanted the levels, he figured he'd try to make the best out of this, however. Thinking it over for awhile, he soon paused and eyed one of the puppets in particular.

He had an idea.

Approaching the mission report puppet, he placed the ring on it, then promptly punched the puppet in the face.

That felt good.

Dusting his hands off, Shadowstep then wandered off to go on with the rest of his business. Perhaps he can deck another puppet later. Or maybe the same one. It wasn't every day he could punch the Death Hunter in the face.

The ring in Nod's cup was a strange, smooth, dark, earthy bentwood. Mostly plain, but if held close to the face it had a gentle, soothing smell, and quickly warmed to the skin. He picked it up. It was large in his long, thin hand.

Nod's face felt warm.

He had been mostly curious, but overall amenable, but the objects seemed...weighty. Contractual. Although, of course, it was not a Contract. He did not think they could even make them here. He had made a ring for Siddie out of his own Fear, the same way he made pins, and while they did not have access to Fear, this was...well, a workaround, wasn't it.

"Yes," he answered finally.

"You know, I've never actually been married."

SANDSHARK sighed as he approached the blasted teapot once again. Marriage... how stupid this game was. Marraige and mind pillaging. He shook his head and took a mercury cake into his basket, rolling his eyes at the little squeaks and giggles of the dormouse. Ridiculous.

Next he chose the Gryphon, because that's what he always went with. And finally, he grabbed a handful of long brass nails. Depositing them in the kettle and receiving a ring, he stuck it on the finger of the Mischievous puppet and walked off, not caring about 'finding the ring." He'd done his end of the deal.

MY STATS

My character’s username: SANDSHARK
My character’s level: 42
Character’s HP: 40
Character’s Job Class: Gryphon
Current party: n / a
Current Guild: Penumbra
Location: Tea Party
Small IC description of character: A tall and bony man with a gold trimmed coat and long auburn hair covering his eyepatch. Tends to have a sneer on his face and looks down his nose at people.
Character journal: Here!