what is love? [OPEN/CLOSED]

[circumitus]

Who: Rey and Maketh Tua + Nick Valentine and OPEN prompts to anyone who wants in on that small town wedding business.
What: An actual firefighter wedding turns into more of a shotgun wedding and not quite like how those movies usually end.
Where: The Park + Church.
When: The last day of Stepford Summer.

[ooc: Prompts will be in individual comments below. Some details of the plot are here and here, but feel free to contact me if you have any questions!

[Otherwise, feel free to assume that your character has received a wedding invitation and they're there... or square.]

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At that, Rey barks out a sound that resembles a laugh. It's harsh, though, devoid of the joy that one should be expressing on such a day.

"Troublesome. Right," she halfheartedly agrees as she runs a hand down her face with a sigh. "I... don't know, though. This just doesn't feel like the way things should be."

Not just the wedding, but reality as a whole.

[so_dark_a_road]

Oh, that laugh. The sound of trouble.

"What isn't the way it should be?" he asks.

Not that he doesn't have an intimation of unreality himself. He's happy in his life here, for the most part, but he's restless and he keeps having dreams and imaginary conversations with his brother Maglor about the sea. If Rey is having vague intimations that something should be different, he is going to be listening closely. You betcha.

[circumitus]

Everything and nothing. Despite playing all the possible answers in her head, not a one comes to mind that's in any way satisfactory. She just brings her hand to her chin, trying not to mess up her appearance before the actual event.

Thing is, Rey should be happy. Weddings are supposed to be joyous events, and she has happy memories of a loving family and a childhood where she is cherished. And yet, for some reason, she can't help but feel melancholy. Not because of the loss of her mother, but because it all feels so far away where happiness is unattainable.

"All of this." The words blurt out before she can think about what they mean, and her mouth tightens into a thin line.

She means it, doesn't she?

[so_dark_a_road]

She sounds like she means it.

"All of it?" He nods. There is no denial in his tone, only acknowledgement. Yes, weddings should be happy, and yet, Rey is not happy.

There is something in the air. No, even more than that. It is something that is everywhere.

"Have you ever. . . felt as though all of this. . . " He gestures to everything around them, the park, the gazebo, the surrounding town, the green hills into which the town is nestled, the very sky with its dreamy wisps of cirrus cloud. ". . . is not, well, real? As though it were a backdrop curtain on a stage, or a stage set in a movie? And found yourself wondering what would be there if you tore it away, or down?"