I can show you the world! (OxO) (Closed)

(Me too…)
Nyx got up and pulled out her phone. "I'd better call Phoenix. And you'd better get a shirt on."

He did so.

Nyx made a phone call; they got their stuff and proceeded to Phoenix's apartment. She lived in a (very) secure government building.

They arrived at the apartment.
D2H and Tom were there too.

Phoenix performed the mandatory security checks and then hugged Nyx. "Hi!"
"Hey, Phi." Nyx grinned. "You remember Vozreal."
Phoenix eyed him, her green eyes faintly suspicious. "Yes."
"Vozzie, you want to tell her the good news?"

"We're getting married." He told her, confident.

Phoenix's eyes flashed, and, stunned, she looked from Vozreal to Nyx, back to Vozreal, and then to Nyx again.
Her voice was dry and grey. "…Married?"
"Married," Nyx confirmed.
Phoenix smiled and hugged Nyx. When they finished the hug, Phoenix stepped away and opened her hand. A ball of green fire flew from the overhead lights and curled in her palm.
"And you," she said to Vozreal. "If you hurt her, I'll hunt you down and kill you. Understand?"

"I put a guy into a infinite death loop for her. I won't hurt her, I promise." He said
(He might hurt her with his thing lol)

(True, but as long as she doesn't tell Phoenix, we're good)
Phoenix narrowed her eyes and looked at Nyx. "Is that true?"
"It's true," Nyx confirmed, nodding.
"OK, but you've been warned." The ball of plasma pulsed brightly in her hand and then dissipated.

(We Gucci fam)
"Alrighty."
After some time, they headed off to Montana, for the faux wedding or whatever it's called.
He had already told everyone, except Phoenix and Mark, to be there. They were at the church. Allison was wearing a white dress, while Azrael was wearing a suit, and killing it too. Lesbians in suits are powerful as fuck.
"This is gonna hurt…" He told Nyx, as they got off the plane to go to the church.

"What's going to?"

"Going into the Church. It's basically holy water for demons."

"We don't have to have it there, if you don't want to…"

"It's fine." He said. He arrived at the church.
He handed Nyx a bride's dress.

She smiled. "You didn't have to… I already have one."

"Always good to have a spare." He said, smiling. He rushed in.
"Ow, I'm late!" He said, feet slightly burning.

"I'm going to go get ready," Nyx said, drifting off. "Don't go anywhere."

"Okay!" He waited.
After a few

The doors to the church opened, and there was Nyx.
Her dress was very simple and very her: a sweetheart neckline, three-quarter sleeves, and a lace bodice, with an empire waist and a simple, floaty skirt that reached to her mid-calf. She was wearing white flats. Her bouquet was a dainty arrangement of lilies and roses. Her hair had been curled, makeup done, and she looked drop-dead gorgeous.

Vozreal almost nosebled.
Azrael DID nosebleed, however.
Allison blushed very profusely.
They did their vows.
"I vow to love you for as long as time shall continue to beat it's drum, and for as long as Jeff continues to die." He vowed.

Nyx laughed. "I vow to love you for as long as Phoenix loves Seven… which I know will be for eternity."

"You may now kiss the bride." The human Priest said.
They went to Vozreal's house for the night.

"I thought we were going to Scotland for the honeymoon," Nyx said.

"That wasn't the wedding. Tomorrow is."

"It isn't?"

"It's tomorrow."

She smiled and hugged him. "24 hours, Vozzie…"

"Not even 24. In like 12. It's happening at around 10 am…" He told her, smiling.
(Weird question…)

(Mm?)
"Not that, Vozzie, you know what I mean."

"Oh, right!"
(For their honeymoon… You want for s*x to be skipped or nah?)