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Wedding of the Year~!

Mar 30, 2011 21:09

Characters: Riza Mustang Hawkeye, Roy Mustang and YOU
When: Wednesday, 30th March 2011 from roughly 4pm
Where: The Meeting Hall.
Rating: PG
Summary: It's a wedding...

( Onto the Carnage. )

hyuuga hinata, roy mustang, sebastian michaelis, katherine of aragon, luca trulyworth, teal'c, spike spiegel, roland deschain, unohana retsu, harry potter, negi springfield, faye valentine, edward elric, riza hawkeye, hawke starfyr, mizuno ami, urahara kisuke, tsukino usagi, aang

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WEDDING BREAKFAST general_mustang March 30 2011, 20:10:51 UTC

general_mustang March 30 2011, 20:40:20 UTC

The Meeting Hall was loud with the noise of so many people, but thankfully it wasn't so loud that he couldn't hear the people close to him.

Grinning, he turned to look over, almost sheepishly at Riza. Whilst everyone was supposedly looking at or talking to other people, rather than all staring at them, it was the perfect time to lean over to her.

"Mrs Mustang."

arrayed_back March 30 2011, 21:40:50 UTC

Riza knew everyone was looking at them, and probably her dress, whether it be secretly or during lulls in conversation, but she sucked it up. This was how it was going to be and she had known that from the beginning, even if she'd rather blend in with her surroundings.

She could handle it for one night.

As Roy leaned closer, she tilted her head nearer his to share in whatever conspiratorial statement he was going to make. Her name, her new name. How silly that something so simple could make her smile and bow her head to hide the growing blush? How many times had she already practiced that new name in secret? But now it was real.

She took his hand and composed herself, gently tossing some of her hair out of her face. "You just like hearing your own surname, admit it."

general_mustang March 30 2011, 22:02:11 UTC

He was still grinning as she dipped her head, well aware of the blush that crept up her cheeks.

Her hand was right in hers, and he let their fingers thread together, watching their hands for a moment before he tipped his head closer kissing her cheek gently.

"You don't feel the same?"

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FIRST DANCE general_mustang March 30 2011, 20:11:13 UTC

OPEN golden_hawke March 31 2011, 11:54:18 UTC

Ah, the First's Dance. But actually, it wasn't. Hawke had been confused by this tradition, thinking that it was similar to his own ceremony. But there was no oil, no pallet of furs, no lounging, more experienced lover waiting for the other to come and dance for him. Regardless of the fact that human dancing consisted of the barest movements, it still brought back memories for him ( ... )

OPEN general_mustang April 1 2011, 20:42:24 UTC

He and Riza had broken apart at the end of the first song, and he'd let her go off to dance with a few other people. Some of their entertainment troup were already taking turns to sing, and he was trying to keep his head down - impossible really, considering the evening.

Hawke was looking a little awkward in his suit, but he had to admit he appreciated the gesture, even if it wasn't particularly for him.

"Hey." He called in greeting, giving the man a gentle wave of the hand.

golden_hawke April 1 2011, 20:50:52 UTC

He turned his attention to the voice nearby and his face split into a smile. "Roy! This has been a grand party for this!"

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MINGLING general_mustang March 30 2011, 20:11:35 UTC

notamageiswear March 30 2011, 21:30:33 UTC

Negi was sitting by himself at one of the tables, admiring what they'd managed to do with the place. It turned out rather well in his opinion. Each of the lights on the ceiling was a small, magic orb of light, powered by his own energy, so he was trying to avoid overexerting himself. Al had wandered off somewhere, so he remained alone at the table, keeping his energy in reserve.

Currently, he was tracing his finger around the rim of his champagne flute, which had been filled with water. The condensation there was creating a slight ringing sound, and it brought a small smile to his lips.

general_mustang March 30 2011, 21:46:32 UTC

Roy had spent quite some time sat at the top table beside Riza, and despite it being their wedding day, they were still the type of people to mingle.

He sat down in Al's seat, turned to face Negi with a big grin, and slid his champagne glass to the other end of the table.

"Evening."

notamageiswear March 30 2011, 21:49:45 UTC

Negi lifted his head with a small 'Hm?', his slight smile turning into a wide grin as he saw who had greeted him.

"Colonel! Congratulations! I've not been to many weddings, but yours was very lovely."

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THE STAGE general_mustang March 30 2011, 20:36:03 UTC

feelslikegaga March 31 2011, 07:23:05 UTC

Kurt was sitting backstage for now, taking a break from singing in the background for Jesse and Rachel, letting the rest of the club members they'd managed to get ready for the day pick up the slack.

He was clad in his Dalton uniform, only with a different tie, simply because it was the most formal outfit he had right now, sitting up straight in a chair, legs crossed neatly at the knee, a makeshift clipboard in hand.

The songs they'd already performed were at the top of a list, little x's to their left and a variety of numbers at the right, the ones he had lined up scribbled below, waiting for judgment. But for the time being, Kurt was relaxing, basking in the fact that he's actually taking part in a wedding here. The last two days had officially made up for the horrible beginning to this long, long month.

Feel free to approach him, be it with song requests, just general conversation, or if you're part of the "secret plot" to get Roy up on stage and singing. Every couple needed a bit of romantic embarrassment on their big day ( ... )

serenadesdragon March 31 2011, 07:42:53 UTC

Blaine, also dressed in his Dalton uniform, had been ordered by Kurt to rest in the chair he was currently seated in backstage. Even while they were performing, he was either given minimum amounts of movement or was told to sit as they sang their number. He had tried to protest, insisting that he was fine to perform a few songs and dances, but Kurt demanded that he remain seated so he could continue his recovery ( ... )

feelslikegaga March 31 2011, 07:54:34 UTC

He'd been so engrossed in scribbling little notes in the margin of his list that really, Blaine didn't need to try too hard to sneak up on him. So when those hands landed on his shoulders, Kurt was jumping, letting out a little, high-pitched sound of surprise as he practically throws the clipboard up into the air.

But then the hands started moving, and as Blaine started speaking, he felt a strange sort of warmth start to flood over him, and that same, giddy buzzing he'd felt the night before started up in his mind again, making the look he was shooting at the boy standing behind him ninety percent less effective.

"Relatively so. I'm sure you've noticed the few slip-ups we've had tone wise, but considering how little time we had for preparations, it hasn't been a disaster. Not yet, anyway," he sighed, though, and leaned back a bit into Blaine's hands, despite his better judgment. He knows Blaine should be sitting down, but he didn't seem to be out of breath or anything and... that massage felt good. Really good. "How are you, ( ... )

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GARTER BELT AND BOUQUET FIASCO - liberties are taken *sob* saintedsinner June 5 2011, 22:43:47 UTC

Edward really hadn't been in a wedding before, so the time honored traditions weren't familiar. All he had known was that he was being nudged over to the other group of 'single guys' for some ceremony of some sort. He'd just watched the completely embarrassing event of Mustang getting Riza's garter belt; actually he spent more time looking away so when the other guys were being gathered, he didn't realize it was for 'future crowning.'

"I don't even get this. No one told me what was going to happen next--"

The lacy, stretchy fabric nailed him right in the face, making him jump and paw it off. There it was, baby blue, crumpled delightfully in his hand.

"What?"

notamageiswear June 5 2011, 23:01:09 UTC

Meanwhile, Negi - who was still sporting a pink blush on his cheeks, thanks to the champagne - stood nearby, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands. And looking so incredibly confused. The thing had just beaned him in the head and fallen into his hands, and he had no idea why. He hadn't been in a wedding before, either.

"... heeh?"

saintedsinner June 5 2011, 23:06:04 UTC

It wasn't until he heard from the cacophony of people what he should really be doing with the garter that his face turned three shades of red. Put the garter on the person who caught the bouquet? ARE YOU SERIOUS?!

"Oh.... hell no." No way was he sticking this up someone's leg. No girl, ever. Well. Maybe Rachel. But he'd be a gentleman about it! He looked around, looking to see who caught the flowers and he stopped, frozen in mid-step.

NEGI?!

"NO WAY. THIS TRADITION SUCKS!"

notamageiswear June 5 2011, 23:12:51 UTC

The shout only served to make Negi even more confused. As Ed's composure slipped, so did his, and that bouquet went flailing along with his arms, the ribbon somehow wrapped around his wrist so that he wouldn't truly let it go.

"Wh-wh-what tradition...!?"

Oh god, what did catching the bouquet mean? How did Ed know?

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