confidentially: (i wonder how bad that tastes)
ʝɛƨƨιcα ☼ ωαƙɛғιɛℓ∂ ([personal profile] confidentially) wrote in [community profile] thecapitol2014-10-11 04:47 am

We staked out on a mission to find our inner peace

Who| Jessica & Albert
What| Wedding planning
Where| A bakery, then perhaps elsewhere
When| Pre-Crowning
Warnings/Notes| N/A? Will edit if needed.

In all honesty, Jessica was looking forward to planning Albert's wedding. With all the chaos, the death, the brandings, everything that seemed to constantly explode in their laps, something bright and positive would make life seem positive, if only for a little while. Jessica had always wanted to get married, but she knew that sort of future would never really be in the cards for her, so living vicariously through Albert and Jet would be a decent substitute. Still, it made her long for her family and for what could never really be, and it made her heart ache just a little. She didn't let on though, sampling the varies cake varieties offered by the upscale bakery she and Albert were visiting. Outwardly, everything seemed fine, mundane, normal. And that's how she liked it. Smiling, she swirled a bit of whipped cream onto a spoonful of peach cake filling.

"I still think you should really go all out. The bigger the wedding is, the more sponsors we can drum up. And after last arena, we could really use a few more..." She raised her eyebrows over her octagonal sunglasses.
silberfuchs: (unimpressed)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-10-12 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"The reception can be as big as you want, I don't care. And the ceremony can be televised or whatever, but I just want to be able to say our vows without risk of interruption." It's not really an argument, more like a script. It's the same conversation they've had over and over for weeks. Albert won't budge on this particular point, no matter how many sponsors it would gain them. He's been denied his wedding day for too long already, he won't be moved.

"And I think I preferred the buttercream over the peach," he says, despite reaching for another taste with the tiny spoons provided. What can he say? He's a traditionalist. "It's a shame they don't know how to make baumkuchen though. That's traditional where I come from."

Though he's not sure Jet would like it, not for their wedding, so he's sticking to something more American. He sort of likes the elaborate colors Americans use for their wedding cakes anyway and Panem has taken that look to the extreme.
silberfuchs: (surprised)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-10-13 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Wow, rude Jessica. He's not terrible at dressing himself, it's his damned stylist! Even so, her comment has him looking down at what he's wearing - A sheer silver button-down shirt, black vest that modestly covers what the shirt doesn't, and black slacks with what he thinks are terrible silver studded accents and are entirely too tight, but it's the best he could find in his closet. His stylist has taken to leaving only the most extravagant items in there and this is the most plain he could find - and then back up at Jessica a bit confused.

"What's wrong with how I dress? I do the best I can despite that woman's best efforts, you know."
silberfuchs: (asdfghjkl)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-10-17 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
"So I've noticed, but so help me if I end up without a shirt or pants or some other integral article of clothing at my own wedding-" He cuts off but his irritation is still palpable. Especially since he cuts himself off with a big bite of cake filling into his deep frown to prevent himself from making general threats to his stylist.

After a moment (and a swallow) he calms down. "It's supposed to be... I don't know. Classy."

He may possibly be pouting.
silberfuchs: (grouch)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-10-19 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I didn't mean you, I meant that woman!" Really he does too. Jessica may have been privy to his irritation with his stylist, especially early on when he'd chased her from his room with the very same can of black body paint she'd brought in.

"You I trust. Just not anyone else."
silberfuchs: (watching over)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-10-21 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Your one chance?" He raises an eyebrow at that. Maybe he's old fashioned but that does tend to be the desired end result for dating someone, isn't it? And she and the mentor from 1 seem so close still. Did something happen he's not aware of? Of course he doesn't know how long they've been seeing each other so lord knows if marriage is in the cards at all soon, but somewhere down the line, in several years time.

If they have several years, anyway.

Maybe she has a point...

"Nevermind." He busies himself with the new serving of cake, this time with whirls of raspberry worked throughout the white cake.
silberfuchs: (senpai notice me)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-10-22 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
He can't help but feel he's coming off as something of a heel, here. She's helping him, she's done nothing but help him, and he's grousing about everything and even insulted her, even if that wasn't his intention.

"Gold and silver, like the rings." He reaches over to snag her hands, grasping them gently in his larger ones. "Jessica, you know how much I appreciate all the work you're putting into this, don't you?"
silberfuchs: (who knows?)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-10-26 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just keep some of you for yourself, alright?" He squeezes and lets go, a bit shy about being called family even though he feels just the same. Maybe not about the whole of the District 3 suite population, but about Jessica definitely. He makes a mental note to make sure he keeps her safe during whatever's to come.

"I can't help but be sentimental; I'm getting married." If there's any time to be sentimental, it's now. "I... well. There is one thing I'm worried about."
silberfuchs: (with you)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-10-30 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Dancing." He sighs, setting aside the cake. He's had enough sweet to last the rest of the afternoon. "I'm terrible at it, but Jet loves to dance. I thought... well, you dance, so I thought maybe you could help."
silberfuchs: (scruffy)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-10-31 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well it all needs to be done," he lets her tug him from his seat, but if she makes a move to dance right there he steps back. "I don't want to be twirling around where everyone can see. I want to surprise him. He knows how bad I am at this."
silberfuchs: (!?)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-11-02 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
You know, except for the people around the shop they're in right now. Albert can't help but flush uncomfortably at so many unfamiliar eyes. And camera lenses. "Alright, let's go then."

At least the tower affords them a little privacy compared to any Joe Shmoe on the street with a camera phone.
silberfuchs: (MIB)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-11-04 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I doubt that. I may be able to write and play music, but when it comes to movement I have absolutely no rhythm." He exhales when they leave, giving his own awkward wave to the bakery staff with his non-dominant hand as they go, considering Jessica has his other.

"But you're right, I have seen you dance, which is why I asked you." He smiles a bit at her, but it's a nervous sort of smile. He's not thinking of backing out, not on anyone's life, but this is a huge deal and it's kind of catching up with him considering all the planning.
silberfuchs: (bittersweet)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-11-05 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh Jessica, you're still not getting how uncomfortable that makes him in its own right. He knows he agreed to let her turn it into a media circus so they could gain sponsors and more sponsors means more of the tributes as a whole survive, considering Jet and Albert's penchant for sharing their supplies, but lately he's begun to wonder if that's really worth it. Carlos had said that the easiest way to get people out is to die in the arena, so would prolonging that time be the best option? Yet there are children in there with them and he can't stand to see them suffer. He hasn't made up his mind which course is better, but he does know it's better to have the sponsorship and not use it than need it and not have it.

But to get it this way? To make a mockery of what's supposed to be a happy occasion shared with his new husband and their friends into some sort of over the top spectacle that rivals a Crowning? Standing in the direct spotlight all night, with every eye in the Capitol on him and his partner? It makes his stomach churn.

"Relaxing is a little easier said than done." He doesn't meet her eyes, his sheepish grin more of a grimace at the corners. "I'm not used to the limelight, Jessica."

As if it's some secret. If she seen him in any interviews or television appearances, that much is obvious.
silberfuchs: (soft look)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-11-08 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not your fault. If anything, you've made it so much easier and I'm grateful for that, just please forgive me if I get..." He rolls his hand, trying to find words, then gives up and runs it through his hair instead. "Overwhelmed."

He looks at her, so bright in facade but still struggling after so much loss. He can see it too easily and he's for once glad of the highly distractible and shallow nature of the Capitol that they can't see how raw she still is for the dazzling lights she holds around herself like armor.

A small smile tilts the corners of his mouth. "At the very least if I can dance for a few minutes without embarrassing myself and my teacher, I'll count it a victory enough to outweigh everything else."
silberfuchs: (Default)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-11-11 05:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know. I do try." He pinches the bridge of his nose, self deprecating grin still crossing his lips. "I'm an old dog though, new tricks don't come easy. You've got the patience of a saint to have been dealing with me this long already."
silberfuchs: (speech)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-11-14 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not my fault if you're human." He shrugs, but the fact of her feelings actually makes him smile a little. She may think she's hard, and he's seen her put up that face for a great many reasons quite a lot of the time, but Albert knows her well enough now - and even on their first meeting - that it's an act. A mask to protect herself. Only he knows first hand it doesn't do what it's supposed to.

His voice lowers, barely carrying past their immediate vicinity. "I don't agree, though. Softness is not the same as vulnerability. Feeling isn't a weakness."
silberfuchs: (quiet moment)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-11-16 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmm," is all the response he gives, knowing it's far too late already to hide his opinions on affection and vulnerability. His love gives him strength, Jet gives him strength and while he does fear the Capitol taking him away - he would be a fool not to - he knows it's that strength of heart that will see him through to a rescue, ultimately.

But Jessica is not so open and he won't give her away at her own request. As much as he can see it when she looks at or talks about Barbie, there are other more complicated factors he's not entirely aware of, he's certain of that. It just makes him want to fight that much harder for this world to recover, to give Jessica that chance at happiness, at the wedding that he can tell she so desperately wants, and not vicariously.

"So what sort of dance, do you think? I'd like to surprise him but it can't be too difficult."
silberfuchs: (huh?)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-11-18 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know vaguely how to waltz," he sounds a little hopeful at that. "I'd just need to learn to lead."

The last time he'd waltzed had been with Jet, but his partner had lead and it was a little embarrassing all around. Especially given their sleep-deprived state and the fact that they'd been doing it to pass through jets of fire that popped up in 3/4 time.

Their lives are so strange sometimes.
silberfuchs: (happy)

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-11-26 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
A soft chuckle slips between his lips as she slips around him. "If I can do it without stepping on your feet, I'll consider you the greatest teacher in the world."
silberfuchs: (pleasant)

here's good <3

[personal profile] silberfuchs 2014-11-28 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Heaven forbid, not thinking."

He takes her arm in the crook of his and nods, smiling. He's so full of a myriad of feelings over all of this that he knows he's been inconsistent, but Jessica's put up with all of it, and even built some silver linings. She's radiant and so very much not the girl he'd argued with in his first week here.

He'll protect her, he decides to himself. If anything happens with the Rebellion, or within the Capitol, or anyone wants to do her harm, he'll protect her.