Wedding Night
Oct. 1st, 2005 07:44 pmChris has made arrangements--it's a specialty of his, making things work out.
And so he opens the door for Gil and Jack to an alabaster palace. "Have fun," he tells them simply, and closes the door between the newlyweds and Milliways.
It was once the home of some rajah or another, and the home of a British officer at some point after that. Who lives here now, it is hard to say--perhaps Krishna dwells there at times, perhaps another of his pantheon has lent it out. Suffice to say that it is quiet, remote, and beautiful. Smiling servants take their bags away, brushing away thanks, showing them the kitchens, the dining hall, the vast verdant garden and the bedrooms.
The master bedroom, where they wander to holding hands like babes lost in the woods, is larger than Jack's New York apartment. The bed could hold a baseball team with room to spare. Everything around them is white and cool, and the air smells of growing things.
[ooc: adult content. you know what that means.]
And so he opens the door for Gil and Jack to an alabaster palace. "Have fun," he tells them simply, and closes the door between the newlyweds and Milliways.
It was once the home of some rajah or another, and the home of a British officer at some point after that. Who lives here now, it is hard to say--perhaps Krishna dwells there at times, perhaps another of his pantheon has lent it out. Suffice to say that it is quiet, remote, and beautiful. Smiling servants take their bags away, brushing away thanks, showing them the kitchens, the dining hall, the vast verdant garden and the bedrooms.
The master bedroom, where they wander to holding hands like babes lost in the woods, is larger than Jack's New York apartment. The bed could hold a baseball team with room to spare. Everything around them is white and cool, and the air smells of growing things.
[ooc: adult content. you know what that means.]