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For Carly - Vanessa & Amnos fake!married in Duplicity

[mountainfather]

"This is completely outrageous!" The door is barely shut behind them as Amnos bellows his displeasure likely loud enough for the neighboring rooms to hear. He flings his arms wide, the tail of the red handfasting cord that he hadn't bothered to take off dangling like a tassel from his wrist. "I'm already married! It's one thing to force me to take care of someone as a dominant, I can see that being a cultural quirk of this place and play along even if I find it to be complete horseshit, but playing at marriage in this way is too far!"

He paces, tail lashing from the bottom of his kilt back and forth like a caged tiger, and gesticulates just as fiercely in his displeasure. He's smart enough to not have shown all this to the Guard, of course, but now that they're alone he doesn't feel the need to hold back. Not entirely, anyway. The last thing he's going to do is fly in to an actual Rage, but he can feel the heat of his own anger roiling like a geyser under the surface and it takes every ounce of his self control.

Good thing he has a lot of that.

He does another lap, curling and uncurling fists but never throwing anything but words and never directly at Vanessa. She's just as much a victim in this as he is.

"--and if I find out what kind of lunkheaded slack-jawed useless pebble brain came up with this I swear I will split them from nose to navel!" He declares with finality, turning to face Vanessa and then letting out a heavy heave of a sigh as he drops to the bed, the mattress creaking a warning under his significant bulk. "And use their entrails for compost."

[transgressings]

The outburst from him is less of a shock to her, when it comes, because she had sensed his distress throughout the ceremony itself, the tremor of tension held within his taller frame, to say nothing of the emotion she had gleaned when their hands had briefly been bound together, her knuckles resting beneath the strength of his palm as the red cord had been twined carefully around them. It seems he is merely waiting for the opportunity when they will be fully left alone to make his feelings on the subject fully known — but at the start, Vanessa does not say anything at all, pivoting to face him from where she has stepped further into the room toward the foot of the bed, her hands loosely clasped in front of herself.

In moments such as this, she has learned that it often proves more helpful to simply wait until the worst of the furor has abated, until the feelings that have been brewing within him begin to dissipate and lose their intensity. She simply waits, patient, unspeaking, until he practically collapses into a seat against the bed — and then she steps forward, only a minute hesitation before she ultimately reaches out to set a hand against his shoulder.

It is nothing beyond how she has already touched him before — she had held onto him in the dance they had shared out in the center of the ballroom only less than an hour ago — but in the room, alone with him now, it is a contact she initiates with even more awareness of him, uncertain if it would even be proper now.

Then again, considering that the city has all but bound them together in something that is being referred to as marriage, perhaps any contact between them does carry more significance, more weight — especially in light of what they are intended to do in this room together, the manner in which they are supposedly meant to see that ceremony officially consummated.

"There is nothing they can demand of us from here," she murmurs, trying to reassure him with soft words. "For all they know, we will... comply with their intentions for us, while perhaps merely spending the next three days simply getting to know one another better."