Nebula & OTA
The wedding had been interesting, given Nebula had never been to one before. Most people attending seemed happy, if possibly a little tense, given the other reason they were in Genosha. She tended to think of it as the real reason they were here: the rescue of Loki.
The reception room was decorated like a starry night, which was appropriate given the stars on the bride's dress and in the decorations and the nature of how the bride and groom had met. With Darcy's suggestions and Hope's practical shopping assistance, Nebula had chosen a long, blue dress which swirled out in a wave of fabric when she turned. Hope had thought it would work well with her natural blue skin and since she could only see her pale, Human illusion, Nebula was able to confirm that it did. She had decided to wear her hair up in a braided do, not easy to accomplish when it was an illusion, too, but Hope helped her with that, a few hours before the wedding itself. Her Terran friend had told her the style was like 'something Princess Leia would wear'. Nebula looked the Princess up on the Internet later and had to agree.
Now she entered the reception, accepted an amber-coloured drink in a tall glass from a server who had a smile that looked empty. It was unnerving, but the Luphomoid thanked them and turned to survey the room. She had gone to the restroom before attending the reception, to ensure her make-up wasn't sliding down her face.