Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170622150059/@comment-28358106-20170624170011

Asja opens one of the small boxes of paper clips. She takes one out and holds it up, examining it.

"Ah, yes, the Thrimble & Co. Mk. VII, released just after their WonderClip series. You'll note the oitside bends of the chrome has not flaked off.  This is due to their having added point three percent more iron into their zinc mix, which helps the adhesion, and thus maintains their reputation as a superior-looking instrument.  Occasionally, you will find that the termination points of the wire are somewhat more rounded.  This wasn't a conscious decision on the part of the company, as their cutting machines work more slowly.  But it ultimately worked in their favor because the clips themselves do not catch the paper when pulled..."

And it is this satisfied, flat tone that tells Cire that Asja is truly happy as she talks about her favorite subject.

The carraige, pulled by a pair of Centaurs, leaves the church gate. Asja stops talking and looks up in surprise. "...What?"

Thousands of well-wishers line the streets. The entire city has turned out for the occasion. Of course, people will always turn out en masse if it means the opportunity to have a party, and that is certainly the case here, but the thousands of people lining the cobblestone street erupt in a deafening cheer at the sight of the newly married Regent Patrician and her husband.

Asja simply looks around in shock as they trot along.