James Justice
Charting new Paths
Location: Some obscure outer rim world....
Time: Mid afternoon
(This man is odd, so playlist here)
James had been called to sort out a living nightmare: a wedding. The spacer himself was not one for this sort of thing. He had lived almost all of his life as the definition of a stag--and a heartbreaker. However, when Barnaby von GobChop had offered unbelievably massive amounts of money to help oversee it, and for his company to haul in the loads of food--well, money talked.
Now the pavilion and dancing square that had been set up on the lawn was finally complete. The Alura Traveling Circus had arrive and was here to do their thing--perform and make the night memorable.
The ceremony had been blissfully short, though eccentric. James didn't know if it was stranger that the officiator had been lowered from the cleiling--or that he had wed them to the sound of a rap album. James shrugged, what did you expect? He was a rap artist after all--which was even stranger because he was an Ithorian. He actually was surprised that a being could speak that fast. But having more than one throat could come in handy like that, James guessed.
As the performers and the guests made their way here, James treated himself to one of the strong drinks that were on the serving table---one of many, just like the drinks. It was just about time to take a load off and relax. He gratefully lit a cigarette and began to wreath the air in his smoke. Not too far away the sound system began pumping wild music out. Certainly not what you would expect at a wedding, but the expressed wishes of Barnaby von GobChob. James shook his head again. This man was a strange one, that was for sure.
[member="Sylvia Nuru"]
[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]
[member="Jarven Zexxel"]
[member="Vinskk Revamp"]
[member="Marcus"] Foster
[member="Waverly Dane"]
[member="Gades Vassic"]
[member="stardust"]
[member="Aaron Kidd"]
[member="Rose Blade"]
[member="Sasha Voss"]
[member="Niyla Ar'i"]
Time: Mid afternoon
(This man is odd, so playlist here)
James had been called to sort out a living nightmare: a wedding. The spacer himself was not one for this sort of thing. He had lived almost all of his life as the definition of a stag--and a heartbreaker. However, when Barnaby von GobChop had offered unbelievably massive amounts of money to help oversee it, and for his company to haul in the loads of food--well, money talked.
Now the pavilion and dancing square that had been set up on the lawn was finally complete. The Alura Traveling Circus had arrive and was here to do their thing--perform and make the night memorable.
The ceremony had been blissfully short, though eccentric. James didn't know if it was stranger that the officiator had been lowered from the cleiling--or that he had wed them to the sound of a rap album. James shrugged, what did you expect? He was a rap artist after all--which was even stranger because he was an Ithorian. He actually was surprised that a being could speak that fast. But having more than one throat could come in handy like that, James guessed.
As the performers and the guests made their way here, James treated himself to one of the strong drinks that were on the serving table---one of many, just like the drinks. It was just about time to take a load off and relax. He gratefully lit a cigarette and began to wreath the air in his smoke. Not too far away the sound system began pumping wild music out. Certainly not what you would expect at a wedding, but the expressed wishes of Barnaby von GobChob. James shook his head again. This man was a strange one, that was for sure.
[member="Sylvia Nuru"]
[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]
[member="Jarven Zexxel"]
[member="Vinskk Revamp"]
[member="Marcus"] Foster
[member="Waverly Dane"]
[member="Gades Vassic"]
[member="stardust"]
[member="Aaron Kidd"]
[member="Rose Blade"]
[member="Sasha Voss"]
[member="Niyla Ar'i"]
