This is Sparta [Pt. 2, RECEPTIOBONANZA]

[Aryn Valcoph]

Aryn[/color] meandered through the reception, steering clear of the pizza-feuding-Leons for now as she didn't need
To get splatters of pizza over her maroon dress. Green eyes brightened as she made her way towards Bastille and Mathew. When she arrived, she brushed her lips smoothly against the bride's cheek.

"Congrats, both of you~"[/font]

[Bastille Amtrum]

"Thank you" Bastille said smirking wickedly and raising a taunting brow towards Aryn- recognizing the amazing night they'd had the evening before.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Thanks fire crotch."

Mathew said with a wink as he slid his arm around Bastille and leaned in to plant another kiss on the side of her head. A mischievous smile on his lips.

"So, I have a question on you, since you are of the impish sort. Should I publicly embarrass Bastille now, or later?"

[Aryn Valcoph]

Bastille received a wink and answering smirk, though Aryn's gaze lazily shifted to Mathew.

An eyebrow raised.

And the smirk became a full-blown grin of mischief.

"Well~! Now that she knows something's coming, if you want to build up the suspense and anticipation, I'd recommend waiting. Especially if you can keep it a secret. But if that leaves Bastille time to desensitize herself to it, best do it now. I always did like building tension, though."

[Bastille Amtrum]

Bastille's brow quirked up.

"What in seven hells, do you have planned?" her voice was dangerously low, like a growling cat. God, she felt horrible suddenly....and she noticeably began to sink in her chair. Yes, yes, convince him to wait. That gave her time to not only find out- but to figure a way to 'vanish' for a while. Perhaps with the lion, she was dying to give the animal a very firm hug.

[Mr. Kaar]

Barker and Mitsoumi would find their way to a table, with plates of food, to sit and watch the goings on. Until David walked up to the table that is. Mitsoumi had a playful grin on his face, and Barker had a slight half smile waiting to see what would happen.

"I get that alot. And Mr. Blaze... No huge fangs, or scaled skin... Yet, a Storm Dragon is the story I hear about from the mention of your name."

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Rai would pull out a little green ball he had in his pocket and started bouncing it on the ground, watching the going ons but not feeling as though he should join in any particular conversation.

[Kyrie Blaze]

With the conclusion of that piece in particular, Kiyr sat quietly a few moments. Now or later? With Barker here? Kyrie sighed softly. Not even Barker should stop her from playing what she wanted or needed. And to play this piece, in particular, was both. To many, it was just background noise. It fit the theme, but to the blonde, it was more than that.

Much more.

So she settled her fingers gently against the keys, took a breath, and began to play[/color]. As much as it apparently seemed to reflect onto Mathew and Bastille, it was a tribute to another time and to different people, in her life. And now was perhaps the 'safest' time for her to play it, otherwise, and for reasons she kept to herself. Kyrie swayed slightly, allowing emotion to take over and drive the song. The notes lifted, and her gaze lost focus as past and present intertwined.


. o O ( Much-needed character dev. Awwyus. )[/font]

[David B.]

David laughed.

"I bet you do."

He would sit next to him casually, ignoring the fire under his skin- the desire to remove the weights under his suit and pop off Barkers head like a bottle cap. He would unbutton his suit and continue the...pleasantries.

"Yeah... Your men sure have it in for me- almost as much as mine have it in for you. Still... I'm a little curious as to why you decided to come to the wedding. I'm sure we're not the only people on earth hoping for an audience from you, right?"

[Mitsuki Park]

"Hmm? Oh- yes, very handsome."

She would say with a soft smile, before directing her attention toward David having a chitchat with Barker. She would lean forward a bit, clearly showing interest in the direction of their conversation. If Barker or Mitsoumi ever spared her a glance - since she was right next to David - she would provide a polite smile.

[Kazuya Hikari]

Unlike Mitsuki or her daddy, Kaori was not interested in looking at the man seated at their table or his compatriot. Instead, while continuing to cuddle with her daddy's hand, Kaori would pick up a bread roll and happily munch at it like a little chipmunk. Meanwhile, Kazuya would continue to watch Barker and Mitsoumi and if either one of them looked in his direction, he would simply give them polite nod, a cool but calm look in his eyes.

Though it was made perfectly clear that no hostilities be raised at the reception, it would not stop Kazuya from being utterly protective of his baby daughter, who was still happily but politely chomping on her bread roll while sitting on Mitsuki's lap, taking care to not drop any crumbs.

[Mr. Kaar]

Barker looked up, leaned back in his chair and tapped an index finger on his chin.

"Yes, but most everyone else is so boring. This is so much more personal."

With that last word Barker would look to the bride, Mitsuki, Kaori, and finally looking back to David.

"Though I have to admit, I do enjoy wedding cake so much."

Mitsoumi would finish his cake and then look up as if something was wrong, he'd look to Kazuya.

"Have you seen a little green ball?"

[David B.]

A small breeze rustled his hair a little as he watched Barker. His spoke bluntly.

"Alright, fair enough. So tell me- why rule the world? I mean, I understand the whole ‘love of power’ bullshit, but I mean the world was near broken as it was. You could pretty much get away with anything anyway, and power was subjective. Now you have all these reports to deal with, paperwork…”

He sighed.

“Just one big pain in the ass. You don’t seem the type to enjoy that asspain, y’know?”

'Don't snap his neck, don't snap his neck, don't snap his neck, don't snap his neck-'