Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-36459171-20191206011638/@comment-36459171-20200104143307

Genji couldn't believe it was his wedding day. If someone had told a younger him that he were to be married to one of the nice folks that took him in he would've laughed. But now, his heart beat swiftly within his chest, anticipating every moment, moments he would never forget. He watched Metallica do the ritual, though it was obvious he was a bit lost, probably due to the fact he hadn't smoked in a while. He peered down into the contents of the chalice, though as it was raised, drank from it, until their hands were untied, turning to Esidisi with a big grin on his face. He felt like a giddy little kid again. His face flushed mildly  with all the kisses, returning the nose nuzzle with a light giggle. "I love you!" He said, pressing a kiss against Esidisi's lips.

Just as Eury weren't one to gush about anyone up until she met Kars, it was safe to say that Genji had never been seen so happy before. He had only interacted with the ones who raised him, and now it seemed that everyone was growing up.

Kars only attended the wedding in hopes that he'd lessen Eury and Genji's suspicions of his mysterious appearances. He found all this to be quite a bore, a waste of his time, or rather, a waste of his and Esidisi's time when they could just say their husbands and go on with the plans of the mask. The whole event was rather different from Kars' wedding, he was short and quick to the point and moved a bit stiffly, as if he were confused but going along with it anyways. He glanced towards Genji, who was a bit preoccupied with looking at his husband like a god had ascended. Perhaps this will put Esidisi in the clear for a while. He thought to himself.

It was a bit obvious that he was nervous during the whole event, and he hated it, his emotions being so open, but he couldn't help it. The thing with the baby, he expected it any moment now, and it ate at him. How was he suppose to care for a thing that would only stare at him and cry? Everyone wanted him to be a good father, but they were most likely placing their bets on him feeding the child to a wild animal. He couldn't blame them. If it was just him and the baby he probably would to see if it fought back. When Esidisi had chosen another name, Nirvana, Kars hadn't realized until now that the name only increased the attachment to it. He frowned, his train of thought interrupted as a women came into his line of view.

Or rather, a group of women, setting him farther on edge. Was this another set up by Abba to put him in the wrong position? One of them inched a bit closer, too closer, which earned a venomous glare and a hard nudge away from him. "What the hell do you want?" He snapped, until she whispered the words he had been dreading. He wasted no time, and bolting from his seat began at a fast pace towards Eury's whereabouts, finally coming upon his wife with a small, blue eyed baby. He was rather unsure of how to approach, it's not as if he could snatch the child and just take off, and he sure as hell wasnt going to hold it.

"So... Kohana." He began rather awkwardly. What was he supposed to say in this case? He knew how to plan murders, not raise a child.