RP:Champagne with Muzo to celebrate the supreme empress' wedding

Setting

Kelay Tavern 27th Sept 2011

Muzo appears suddenly in plume of scarlet smoke

Muzo appears suddenly in plume of scarlet smoke, coughing wheezily and waving the fumes away from his face.

Rowen the little empress coughs and splutters before managing to exclaim "Where sir are your flowers?"

Muzo gives one last snort to clear his head, a few scarlet tendrils of smoke still curling around him as they dissipate. Rowen's question makes him stiffen. He turns to face her and lifts his goggles to rest them on his forehead, looking rather bewildered. "Flowers?"

Ignorance of the law is no excuse

You glares at both Lahk and Muzo and points emphatically with her nose at her most recent imperial proclamation on the tavern board."Ignorance of the law is no excuse!"

Muzo blinks but turns nonetheless to eye the board. Sure enough, there hangs a proclamation that has Rowen written all over it. "This..." Is a bit much, even for her loony standards? "...is so embarrassing! Absurd of me to have forgotten." Quickly, the snake pulls a few dried flowers out of his sample bag and arranges them somewhat haphazardly among his tentaculous "hair."

Rowen seems mollified, and bows her little rat head politely to Muzo. "You are of course euphorically happy my loyal perch?"

Muzo fumbles with the marigolds, eyes raised and straining to see what his hands are doing. "Euphorically, yes," he mutters, "exceedingly difficult to contain myself." Aha. The flowers seem willing enough to stay, and so the naga carefully takes the seat nearest his diminutive companion. "So!" He offers her a broad grin. "Congratulations! Very glad to hear of your marriage. Curious to meet the lucky man."

You grins happily "Dear Bob was quite overcome with emotion after the ceremony, he fainted, and I thought it best he have the finest possible medical care. I believe he is still at Yerrel's clinic having his head examined." A dreamy look has come into the little three legged rodents eyes as she speaks of her dear husband. "Care to join me in some celebratory champagne Muzo, my friend?"

Seem to have misplaced my commemorative wine flute

Muzo pauses again, looking a bit concerned at the mention of Bob's condition. "Gracious? Will he be alright?" Champagne? Muzo grins, then pauses, then makes an exaggerated show of searching his person. "Oh the luck. Seem to have misplaced my commemorative wine flute. Could possibly ask to borrow a spare?"

You indicates a couple of wine glasses which have 'For the rats wedding' scrawled on them in what appears to be pink crayon ( the crayon a gift from Uchawiman.)"You may use one of these my friend." She calls to Mesthak. "Your finest champagne my good dwarf!"

You oocly has no champagne in her rat's invo. I wasn't expected Tiphin to propose, and insist they get married today *laughs*

To years of union and bliss

Muzo accepts the glass and cannot help but smile at the sight of it. He turns it over it his grasp a bit, eyeing it this way and that, then nearly drops it at the pop of a cork. "Oh!" He jumps a bit, then grins sheepishly and offers Mesthak his glass. "Much appreciated. To years of union and bliss." Taking the glass back, he lifts it in a little toast.

You sips her own champagne, getting bubbles all over her whiskers. She speaks is a dreamy voice. "I love him so much Muzo! Truly I am the luckiest rat who ever lived."

Muzo has to catch one of his flowers as it tumbles loose. Hastily he tucks it back in and sips. "Couldn't be happier for you." His grin spreads wider. "Wish I could have attended! Always enjoy weddings. Good to see happy people. Good to be a part of ritual, ceremony." The naga takes another thoughtful sip, then clears his throat. "Curious to know. How was the service?"

I liked Jerralith's axework, very much, very fitting to the solemnity of the occasion

Rowen thinks this over "Well on the whole I was pretty satisfied with it. I would have preferred a religous ceremony in The Temple of Daedria, but my dear Bob wanted to get married at once without delay. and I love him so much, I can deny him nothing. We plan to have our union blessed by my goddess of course. I liked Jerralith's axework, very much, very fitting to the solemnity of the occasion I thought. My fine double lined wedding dress was wonderful too. Of course it was a great honour for Jerralith to marry the supreme empress to her consort but as he said himself 'I cut up a handful of Vuryal's old empire goons back in the day, so that makes me a good guy' so I thought he deserved such a favor from his empress. Mesthak was weeping throught the ceremony, the soppy old dwarf!

Muzo listens intently and does his very best to follow. "Sounds like a day to be remembered. Can't wait to meet Bob. Will get the two of you a wedding gift, once I have the time." He chuckles, finishes his wine, and stands. "Afraid I can't stay and talk though. Wound up here unintentionally to begin with. Need to get back to the lab."

Rowen thanks her loyal subject for his kind words and his intention to present a humble offering to his empress on the occasion of her wedding. "Pray do not spend too much gold on me, Muzo my dear. Thirty or forty million should be enough. Even twenty-five million would suffice at a pinch."

Muzo pulls out a bottle of dark red fluid, takes a small sip, and immediately begins coughing billowing clouds of scarlet smoke. When the fumes clear, he is gone again.