Jan. 3rd, 2019

fiveofnone: (don't cry tin man)
It was New Year’s Eve on Atlantis, and Caspar was going to propose.

He had originally wanted to ask on a day that didn’t already hold significance, but the symbolism was too powerful to ignore. A new year meant new beginnings. Besides, once he gave Adia the ring (at home, in private, as he knew she would want), she could show it off later to her friends at the small party Seth was throwing at his house.

It was a ring worth showing off, in his not-so-humble opinion: a slim band of shiny tungsten studded with orange sapphires and white diamonds. Tungsten because of its sleek, metallic strength. Orange sapphires because of their warmth and color. And diamonds because they were classy and expensive. The fact that it was made by a Nexus friend of theirs, Hunter, only added to the value of the ring. The tattooed artist had even infused the metal with a pulp of orange tulip petals, merging organic and inorganic flawlessly.

Caspar had that ring with him now, tucked securely in his coat pocket. As he walked home in the early twilight, he went over his plan for the evening:

Step one was to get to the cabin before Adia, which he was in the process of doing. Step two was to light some candles and give the floor a good sweep. He was going to kneel on it, so it might as well be clean.

Step three was to ask her to marry him.
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