'cause you've got me and you know, that I've got you and I know
if the tide takes california, i'm so glad i got to hold ya
if the tide takes california, i'm so glad i got to hold ya
Jumping a bit as Charlie appears before him, Fox manages something like a laugh (he's going for casual but it comes out a bit strangled) and leans down a fraction so the shorter Ancient doesn't have to reach up so far to straighten his bowtie, something he's privately very relieved about. "Kind of you to say," he murmurs; normally he'd not really look twice at what he was wearing, but given that this day really is for Kiada when it comes to his appearance, he'll take all the help he can get.
And so, making sure he does release his jacket to let his hands clasp gently behind his back, he gives Charlie a more genuine smile - for her advice, for her reassurance (Foxy, though?), for the offer of liquor that, while he chuckles at, he politely declines. Taking those deep breaths and trying to let the growing crowd at his back fade behind him, the hunter thinks he's finally mastered his nerves.
Then the music begins.
Resisting the urge to glance over his shoulder for a grand total of five seconds - it's difficult to keep facing forward when the oohs and ahhs from those in attendance start to hit the air - and as Fox turns, he realises just how right Charlie has been. The world drops away until nothing remains but the woman at the other end of the aisle, aflame in more than just her dress, and as she smiles at him, everything finally feels right again.
It's with steady fingers and a returning smile that suddenly feels as warm and easy as any he's ever given her, he holds out a hand for Kiada, offering a respectful bow of his head towards Deimos for being here, for walking her down to him. "I'm ready," he says, not just to Charlie, but to Kia as well. Right here, right now, he feels like he was born ready for this.
And so, making sure he does release his jacket to let his hands clasp gently behind his back, he gives Charlie a more genuine smile - for her advice, for her reassurance (Foxy, though?), for the offer of liquor that, while he chuckles at, he politely declines. Taking those deep breaths and trying to let the growing crowd at his back fade behind him, the hunter thinks he's finally mastered his nerves.
Then the music begins.
Resisting the urge to glance over his shoulder for a grand total of five seconds - it's difficult to keep facing forward when the oohs and ahhs from those in attendance start to hit the air - and as Fox turns, he realises just how right Charlie has been. The world drops away until nothing remains but the woman at the other end of the aisle, aflame in more than just her dress, and as she smiles at him, everything finally feels right again.
It's with steady fingers and a returning smile that suddenly feels as warm and easy as any he's ever given her, he holds out a hand for Kiada, offering a respectful bow of his head towards Deimos for being here, for walking her down to him. "I'm ready," he says, not just to Charlie, but to Kia as well. Right here, right now, he feels like he was born ready for this.
FOX
and if the sky falls from heaven above,
oh i know i had the best time falling into love
oh i know i had the best time falling into love
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
