tidesin | The Gathering

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Characters: EVERYBODY
Summary: It's been a year since Chaos was defeated and the world was saved. So, naturally, it's time for a reunion party, right?
Location: Lindblum Grand Castle
Date: November 1st, 1806
Style: Up to you!

About two weeks ago, an invitation was sent out via skyphone to all of the sky people of Gaia- and a select few natives, too. It invited everyone to Lindblum, for a one year anniversary celebration of Garland's defeat. Such an event couldn't pass by without a celebration, after all. Yesterday, airships had been sent out to the far corners of the world to pick up everyone and bring them to Lindblum. Even the most reticent and party-hating of adventurers won't be able to avoid this. It is a worldwide celebration. Besides, it's best to celebrate with friends.

The Lindblum castle is covered in decorations for the occasion. Most are plain and themed for the upcoming winter, though for some reason, moogles feature rather prominently. Tables set around the ballroom are covered with snacks and foods, from snowmen to more moogles to- are those cookies shaped like Garland on a chobobo? ... Maybe it's best not to ask.

In the center of the ballroom is a clear space for dancing, and musicians sit off to the side and play for those who want to dance. To the side, there are tables for those who are looking for a simple conversation or who are taking time to eat. And, of course, for those who want to get away from everything for a while, there are always places in Lindblum to slip away to. But why would you want to do that, when everyone is here?

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It's hardly studying. This kind of book he'd classify as light reading. Golbez isn't dressed in any armor, because he cast his aside after being loosed from Zemus's control, and because for all that his brother and nephew are proud of their home, Golbez has never been a Baronian. Instead, he's wearing something rather like a black mage's robes, but made for a man his size and colored with blacka and purples.

When Ceodore approaches, however, Golbez glances up from his book, and even smiles at the hand on his shoulder. "No. I simply brought something to occupy myself."

Ceodore chuckles softly and just shakes his head. "It's good to see you, Uncle." Not like he's going to nag or natter the man about bringing a book. He gets that celebrations aren't always everyone's cup of tea. And he's pretty certain between his wife and his mother, at the very least, his uncle's not likely to get far in his reading.

"So what's more interesting than dancing with a bevy of finely dressed ladies, huh?" Staring at the book and that looks like magical theory. Ick.

Between the members of the moonfamily, he's hardly going to get a moment to himself during this entire celebration. He doesn't honestly mind, though, and unlike most celebrations before this, he doesn't seem uncomfortable with simply being here.

"Quite a few things." Mostly, he's teasing. Not everyone is as interested in fair ladies as a teenager, Ceodore, and particularly not Golbez, who is far too old for a hot-blooded teenager phase and never had one even while he was that age. "This book just happens to be one of them."

Ah but Ceodore's going to be twenty next month and while he still likes nice legs, Ursula pretty much dominates all of his gawking at the fairer sex. Then again, she's got damned fine legs herself. He refrains with great effort from remarking that it looks incredibly dull, mainly because he does respect his uncle and how much of a magical powerhouse the man can be.

"Not sure my wife would appreciate a book being more interesting, so I'll take you at your word." The way Ceodore uses the term 'my wife' is with the touch of pride and novelty that comes with still being a newlywed, even a few months later. It'll be quite some time before it's old hat referencing for him. Right now, it's still amazing and puts a broad smile on his face.

It also draws attention to the fact he's been keeping an eagle-eye on Ursula this whole time. Ceodore isn't exactly adept at hiding anything.

Maybe some day someone will point out to Ceodore that not everyone finds that kind of love, that Ceodore has with Ursula, and that Cecil has with Rosa. In fact, Golbez himself will probably do that, considering he doesn't plan on ever finding a significant other. Maybe Ceodore won't get the reason for it, but since he does respect his uncle, he'll probably accept it, at least.

Still, Golbez will smile at Ceodore's pride in his marriage. "Perhaps not a book. Still, I believe she might accept that spending a few moments with your uncle might be..." he pauses, to glace at Ceodore, then to Ursula. "Though she still seems to have your attention."

"Eh? Oh yeah, sorry about that." He is sorry for being distracted but it's also not preventing him from watching for Ursula anyway. Overprotective behavior has been kicked into high gear and it's impossible to stop. "I just want to make sure she's okay."

There's a sheepish grin at being caught out though. He promised not to ruin the surprise by openly coddling Ursula, but it's proving difficult at best. "I think she'd not mind us catching up. Although you're welcome to visit the Skysea anytime, the door's always open."

"I am aware. I do plan to visit, sometime soon." He's just been spending a lot of time alone in this past year. He's had a lot of thinking to do, and a lot of conclusions to reach about the things in his past. The time has done him well, though, if his more relaxed demeanor is any indication of that.

The comments about Ursula get Golbez's attention. "She seems fine to me," he says, looking her over briefly. "Did something happen, Ceodore?"

"Yes!" Big stupid grin manifests on his face. Although given a moment, he realizes that was perhaps not his uncle's intended inquiry. "Well no. Not yet anyway." Being cryptic is unintentional on his part, even if it's not terribly like him. Still, he's determined not to spill the beans until Ursula is there to help. He's still vaguely uncertain how that's done anyway, if there's some sort of protocol he's not aware of.

The change in demeanor doesn't go unnoticed though. Ceodore can be derpy and oblivious, but that's something he can't quite miss and it's a good thing to see. "Glad to hear you'll visit though. It gets busiest in the winter, with everyone flocking to the sun." The eternal tropical summer on the sky continent certainly attracts those with an aversion to snow.

Seeing Ceodore constantly looking at her, Ursula decided to stop dividing his attention and just head over to join them. She smiles warmly at them both, linking arms with her husband. "Will you come visit us, perhaps? You would be welcome anytime you wish to do so."

And a brief, knowing glance at Ceodore. He can share the news now.

"I plan to. I owe Cecil much the same." He nods to Ursula as she joins the two of them, and observes the glance that passes between the two. Well, isn't this interesting.

"Not yet?" He asks, raising an eyebrow. "Do you intend to share what that eventuality might be?"

If it were possible for Ceodore to be anymore proud at that moment, it shows because he puffs up and beams at his wife. Not being one to ever put a damper on what he says, there's an eager nod for his uncle along with the explanation. "We're having a baby."

Well ok no, Ursula is the one having the baby. Ceodore's contribution to this process ~~now that the fun part is over~~ is to drive her crazy with being overprotective. 'We' probably isn't quite the right word for it.

Ursula's lips twitch a little at the 'we' part, but she'll get to that later. For now, she nods and smiles. "You're the first person we told, after his parents." Somehow, it seems fitting.

"... congratulations." He's surprised that they'd tell him so soon, honestly, and his response is rather colored by that. Just don't name it after him, that's all he asks.

He's already got one namesake, how could it hurt to have another? "Thanks." Yep, he's totally proud of this whole wonderful event. "We were hoping you could help us with something." Since you are currently the resident expert on the baby's Lunarian heritage.

It's a good thing she's already vetoed relatives' names as their first one, isn't it? And the middle name is most likely going to one of her absent parents. Ursula beams at the thanks, then glances sidelong at Ceodore. "Yes, that's right. The baby will have some Lunarian heritage, but...I admit, knowledge of that isn't my strong point."

Edited 2012-11-11 02:15 (UTC)

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Beware. He is Shipperdin's son and potentially plotting for some beach bunny encounters for Uncle.

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dun dun duuuun.

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