week three | match ceremony

[marriagebroker]

We're back, baby!

The courtyard is lit up with lanterns all over and there is now a second special couch near the Furina and Ringo couch from last week. This is the Verso-Nico couch, if they want to sit in it. But they don't have to! Live your truth, boys! Go sit with your situationships instead!

Wei Wuxian is here, still looking happy after his absence this week, and he is dressed to impress in NOT a hanfu this time, but a modern look. He's liking it, honestly. Look at him sparkle!

"Congratulations, my friends! You are once again free from a blackout and losing a wish as you found a perfect match at yesterday's truth booth. Good job!" Wei Wuxian explains, twirling his flute in his fingers as per usual. "You might still get no lights again otherwise but, uh, let's hope not! I believe in you!"

... Does he?

Either way, he bounces on his feet and calls out, "Team Suibian, it's time to make your picks!" Looks like we're ready to go.

Comments

[ordimame]

[M. . . ATH. . .]

Sorry, but I can't help you there. I was a history, literature and languages guy.

[hexensabbat]

Well! Your gut instinct is noted! For what it's worth, I don't think it's a bad guess.

[ordimame]

[a small smile]

Thanks.

[she might not be saying that if she knew what all of his OTHER guesses about his perfect match were the past three weeks. . .]

You're doing great as always, Ringo. I don't think we'd be nearly as good at this without you.

[hexensabbat]

Ha ha! I know, right?

[RINGO.]

This is usually Figue's job, but it's been pretty fun to play support and analytics like this.

[ordimame]

[RINGO. . . can't even be offended he just knows it's true]

I remember you said something about working overtime. . . think you could get the producers to pay you for your service?

[hexensabbat]

[She snorts at that, amused.]

I'm getting paid in a wish, assuming we get this all figured out!

And in all of your happy, smiling faces. [That's said purposefully schmoopy, just to try to annoy/fluster him.]

1/2

[ordimame]

[what the--]

[ordimame]

[maybe it's because he is still riding the high of the match ceremony, but. . . he just laughs. albeit incredulously]

I didn't know you had a schmoopy side to you, Ringo.

[hexensabbat]

Whaaat, is it that hard to believe?

[ordimame]

Not at all.

[AMUSED]

Just surprising.

[hexensabbat]

Well you can take that surprise and shove it up your--

[RINGO

(the words are aggressive but the tone is very "give your little brother a noogie")]

[ordimame]

[THE WORDS ARE AGGRESSIVE BUT THAT IS EXACTLY HOW HE INTERPRETS THEM]

Hey, hey! Manners! Politeness!!

[which he obviously does not mean judging by the tiny li'l grin he is giving her]

[hexensabbat]

[She is just going to try to bring him down to her level with an arm around his shoulders to give him a noogie.]

[ordimame]

[he goes easily, without even trying to pull away, even if he does elbow her in the ribs]

Hey, hey. . . ! I'm teasing! It's sweet of you to say something so sappy!

[it means she has had a really good time here, right? and that also means something]