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Matteo's instinct to sit with him pleased the hybrid. Perhaps he still stood a chance at keeping his brother under his power? For now he looked forward, holding back the urge to push his white coated brother away. Teo had never been good at weddings, always crying, it was embarrassing for the conservative Trovato. It was strange how the brothers seemed to shift in personality depending on the environment. Giuseppe had long since learned the proper behaviour for formal events, be it for business or pleasure, and saw no need to express his emotions in public. Much like their father he preferred to keep his faults within the family. Meanwhile Matteo seemed to have no concept of the word conservative except when meeting new people, where he tended to shy up in the past.
Grunting in displeasure quietly Giuseppe accepted that right now was a moment of business. Weddings were very important to Trovato's and he wasn't about to make a scene, he would just have to accept that for the duration of the ceremony he would have to suffer through his brother's whimpers and sighs. Shifting in his seat he began to wonder what Anathema ceremonies were like. Certainly not as lavish as the Italians, but in Giu's mind nothing would ever match his homeland.
He watching with curiosity and a sense of sick enjoyment as Naniko killed the lamb which had been tied up near the 'alter' area. He was certainly glad to have picked a pack run by such a strong women. The rest of the ceremony was very simple, walking across hot coals for some god forsaken reason, the sacrifice, blood on foreheads and the final moment between the couple. It was similar in structure to a traditional Italian wedding but it would never add up to the formal standards of the business minded hybrid. As the ceremony ended he followed his exuberant brother, making his way slowly to the couple at the front. As Matteo stepped back he greeted the couple with a dip of his head and extended his hand, shaking both Demi and Theodore's hands firmly. “Congratulations on your union. If you don't mind I'll drop my gift off in a couple days. It'll take some explanation and I'd rather not take up your time.” With a smile and a dip of his head he followed Teo's white body out of the way, allowing others to follow suit.
Matteo's instinct to sit with him pleased the hybrid. Perhaps he still stood a chance at keeping his brother under his power? For now he looked forward, holding back the urge to push his white coated brother away. Teo had never been good at weddings, always crying, it was embarrassing for the conservative Trovato. It was strange how the brothers seemed to shift in personality depending on the environment. Giuseppe had long since learned the proper behaviour for formal events, be it for business or pleasure, and saw no need to express his emotions in public. Much like their father he preferred to keep his faults within the family. Meanwhile Matteo seemed to have no concept of the word conservative except when meeting new people, where he tended to shy up in the past.
Grunting in displeasure quietly Giuseppe accepted that right now was a moment of business. Weddings were very important to Trovato's and he wasn't about to make a scene, he would just have to accept that for the duration of the ceremony he would have to suffer through his brother's whimpers and sighs. Shifting in his seat he began to wonder what Anathema ceremonies were like. Certainly not as lavish as the Italians, but in Giu's mind nothing would ever match his homeland.
He watching with curiosity and a sense of sick enjoyment as Naniko killed the lamb which had been tied up near the 'alter' area. He was certainly glad to have picked a pack run by such a strong women. The rest of the ceremony was very simple, walking across hot coals for some god forsaken reason, the sacrifice, blood on foreheads and the final moment between the couple. It was similar in structure to a traditional Italian wedding but it would never add up to the formal standards of the business minded hybrid. As the ceremony ended he followed his exuberant brother, making his way slowly to the couple at the front. As Matteo stepped back he greeted the couple with a dip of his head and extended his hand, shaking both Demi and Theodore's hands firmly. “Congratulations on your union. If you don't mind I'll drop my gift off in a couple days. It'll take some explanation and I'd rather not take up your time.” With a smile and a dip of his head he followed Teo's white body out of the way, allowing others to follow suit.
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