Not Quite a Wardrobe Malfunction
So, Armand and Chris are getting married today! Collective "Awwwwwwww," everyone. :D
This was the dressing party in Armand's room in the hours prior to the Big Fat Finwëan Wedding.
Session Start: Sun Apr 23 16:22:40 2006
* Now talking in #df-mybigfatfinweanwedding
[Armand] *clean and dry and 'half-dressed'* *very frustrated with the underrobe because it won't lie straight and not cling to everything* *calls it several rude names in French*
[Alistair] *hears complaining* What's going on, eh?
[Armand] *looks up from fighting with it* It will not behave. *smiles at Alistair though*
[Alistair] I haven't the faintest how to get that to behave. My only experience with Elven clothing was on the female end of things.
[Alistair] *looks thoughtful* Perhaps it's supposed to cling?
[Armand] It didn't when I tried it on earlier. *plaintively*
[Armand] *gives up on the clinginess and works on the buttons* *still muttering under his breath in colorful French*
[Alistair] Do you need me to help you?
[Armand] *bites lip* Is there some way to make it stop clinging?
* Cosette has joined #df-mybigfatfinweanwedding
[Alistair] Well, there used to be a spray for static...*touches Armand and gets slightly zapped* That's your problem, right there.
* Angrod is now known as Maitimo
[Armand] *eyes wide*
[Alistair] I don't have any on me.
[Cosette] *and this is a wandering in Cosette*
[Maitimo] *and because invasions are nice, this can be a peeking-in Mae*
[Armand] *smiles at Cosette and bites his tongue* Cosette... how nice to see you... *expression doesn't really match his words but it's not directed at her*
[Armand] Big brother! Help!
[Alistair] Hey, do any of you have some static cling spray?
[Maitimo] 'Lo, Armand. Help?
[Cosette] *curtsies* Bonjour, all.
[Armand] Yes. It won't lie straight. And I'm not putting the rest on until it does.
[Alistair] *realizes when he's been outmatched, and lets Armand's brother handle it*
[Cosette] *tilts head, looking at it*
[Maitimo] *goes over and straightens it out some, which does help* We had a sort of powder for this. What's static clingspray?
[Armand] *not getting far from Alistair anyway* It's silk, Cosette. Very touchy stuff.
[Armand] *relived* A powder?
[Maitimo] Mmm. You dusted them with it a while beforehand, there was none of this clinging. *straightening!* It's a bit late in the day for that now, unfortunately.
[Cosette] Silk is nice.
[Alistair] Something from the far future that you don't have. Don't worry about it.
[Alistair] Silk is very nice.
[Armand] *starts to say one of those rude French words, remembers Cosette and bite his tongue*
[Maitimo] Yes, but this place probably does have it.
[Armand] The Mansion has almost anything.
[Armand] I suppose I should try the rest now.
[Alistair] Well, yes, but as you said, it's a bit late in the day to run over there.
[Cosette] Oh, just let the word out, Armand. I'm not going to say anything. *smiles*
[Maitimo] It wouldn't take that long. Armand? Is the clinging unbearable?
[Armand] If the other layers do it too, I'm going to get snarled. I imagine Chris would too.
[Armand] *smiles at Cosette and says it, though quietly*
[Maitimo] The how about I dash up there and find some of this static clingspray?
[Armand] I'd be so grateful.
[Cosette] You know, you should be thankful you don't have to get tied into a corset. And a petticoat. And a large wedding dress.
[Armand] No, but I do have to wear a coronet, and this is quite a few layers.
[Maitimo] *grins* Then I'll do that. *hugs Armand briefly, and goes off to find some static clingspray-- or, actually, probably to get Maglor to find it for him :D*
[Armand] *there's still quite a bit hanging, waiting to be put on*
[Alistair] I could go do it...*is too late*
[Alistair] *looks at the clothes* And here I am complaining about my uniform.
[Armand] I am glad not to have a corset.
[Cosette] As you should be.
[Cosette] ...Not that it wouldn't look lovely, of course.
[Armand] *is already very, very thin by most standards*
[Armand] You look good in your uniform, Alistair.
[Alistair] *smiles at Cosette* I probably could have used one.
[Alistair] Thanks, Armand. It's odd being in it again after so long.
[Armand] Did Hermione give you the doves?
[Cosette] Oh, believe me, monsieur, you don't want to wear one.
[Armand] Well, you could have been wearing something like this. I understand those were your choices.
[Maitimo] *shall reappear with timewarp!staticclingspray at some point, then?*
[Armand] *beams at Maitimo* Did you find some?
[Alistair] Yes, she did.
[Alistair] Cosette, I have. I agree. It's a pain.
[Maitimo] Yes, I did. --Well, Cano did, but here. *brandishes clingspray!*
[Armand] *head to one side* When did you wear a corset, Alistair?
[Armand] Uncling me, please?
[Maitimo] *cautiously declingifies Armand, then*
[Cosette] *blinks* You've worn one?
[Alistair] I was female for a time. I tried it out for the heck of it.
[Armand] *and when the robe stops adhering to everything, twitches it bit to make it fall straight* There. How does that look?
[Maitimo] I have never had the opportunity, for which I'm rather thankful. *grins at Armand* It looks lovely.
[Cosette] It does look lovely.
[Armand] It's time for the rest I suppose. Though I am not putting anything on my head until the last minute.
[Maitimo] Good plan. *fetches the next layer for him, then*
[Alistair] It's amazing, Armand.
[Armand] I'm in awe of the embroidery. *cooperates with next layer* Do you know how to tie the belt... er sash?
[Maitimo] I do. *and although one upshot of lackofhand was that he had an almost valid excuse not to wear these things, he does know how to work them still* Here-- *ties it, deftly*
[Armand] Will Ada approve? *nervously*
[Maitimo] Of course he will. *straightens out that layer* He'll love it.
[Cosette] Goodness! This has more layers than a wedding dress!
[Alistair] It does.
[Maitimo] *grins slightly* We had a lot of time on our hands. A good half of it was spent complicating our clothes.
[Cosette] And here I thought my clothes were a chore to put on.
[Alistair] It could always be worse.
[Armand] Maitimo, do you know who did this embroidery?
[Cosette] *peers at it* Clearly, someone very talented.
[Maitimo] *fowns* No, I don't. We can ask.
[Armand] We should sometime then. I didn't expect these to be so beautiful.
[Maitimo] *tinysmile* Let's get your next beautiful layer on, shall we?
[Alistair] Armand, I see things are under control, so I'll take your leave, if you don't mind?
[Armand] *nods to Maitimo* If you wish, Alistair. Don't get lost. We need you for the ceremony.
[Maitimo] *next layer, then!!* *and nods to Alistair while he's sorting that out*
[Armand] These were as simple as I could talk Ada into. *moves around a bit to get the folds to fall straight*
[Alistair] I won't get lost. I'm just going to check on things. I'll see you soon.
[Alistair] *leaves, quietly*
* Alistair has left #df-mybigfatfinweanwedding
[Maitimo] Mmm, I know what you mean. Be glad you weren't at Kurvo's wedding... I think we were all wider than we were tall. *fusses*
[Armand] That would be too heavy for me. I'm not as strong as an elf.
[Maitimo] Then it's a good thing you managed these. *smooths them over* They look wonderful, they really do.
[Armand] *blushes* Thank you... I hope Chris is doing alright. *gives the coronet a dirty look*
[Maitimo] I'm sure he's doing fine. One of us *by which he means himself and the next brother down* can check in on him later, though. *looks at the coronet* --Want to try it?
[Armand] *wry smile* I may as well.
[Maitimo] They're not so bad after a while. Here-- *lifts the coronet for to set it on Armand's head*
[Armand] *closes his eyes and cringes as if he expects it to burn him, but of course it doesn't*
[Maitimo] *fixes it into place* There. It looks nice. Just don't try to eat it, and you'll be fine.
[Armand] I won't. No one will even see it anyway.
[Cosette] *lives! wow*
[Cosette] It does look lovely.
[Maitimo] *fusses over Armand for a moment more, then steps back to survey him* Yes, it does.
[Armand] Thank you, Cosette. Please don't let your husband tease me too much. I may hit him with it.
[Armand] I don't mind the flower wreath.
[Cosette] *laughs* If he shows up in black, please do hit him with it.
[Armand] *slight bow* I shall do that.
[Armand] I am still so nervous.
[Cosette] *small curtsy* Well, thank you monsieur.
[Cosette] It will be over soon. Relax.
[Armand] *wrings hands* I can't.
[Maitimo] Or rather, it will be starting soon, and then you won't be dealing with the anticipation anymore. *takes Armand's hands to stop him wringing them* It will go off perfectly.
[Armand] I'm so worried something will go wrong.
[Maitimo] It won't. Stop worrying and concentrate on this being the happy day it is.
[Armand] That's hard to do.
[Cosette] Nothing will be wrong so long as you and Christopher are married by the end of the day, no?
[Armand] True. *bites lip*
[Maitimo] And that is the most important part, isn't it?
[Armand] Yes.
[Armand] And not upsetting Ada as a close second.
[Maitimo] Always a consideration, yes. But make sure it still comes /second/, no matter what.
[Armand] I have done my best. I don't know what else he can expect now.
[Maitimo] In that case there's not much more you can do, so stop worrying about it.
[Armand] *manages a smile for them then*
[Cosette] *thinks it's much easier to be the bride*
[Maitimo] *studiously ignores all hints from family that he ought to have a great big celebration, so does not plan on ever finding out which is easier. :D*
[Armand] *should have eloped*
[Maitimo] *anyway, smiles back* It will be fine.
[Cosette] Yes. Yes it will.
[Armand] I wonder if it would be so horrid to have a handkerchief or something I could worry.
* Chris has joined #df-mybigfatfinweanwedding
[Cosette] What's so horrid about a handkerchief?
[Chris] Handkerchief?
[Armand] *beams at Chris*
[Armand] Something to have in my hands to wring other than my hands.
[Cosette] *smiles at Chris* Hello, Christopher!
[Maitimo] *smiles!* 'Llo, Chris.
[Chris] *grins* Hello, darling -- oh are you just as nervous as I am? I had a dreadful time getting into my robes. *goes and hugs him tightly*
[Armand] *hugs back* Let Maitimo look you over I had help. Are they clinging much?
[Chris] I don't think so? *steps back so they can see*
[Armand] *just beams at him*
[Chris] *grins back*
[Cosette] *smiles* They're lovely.
[Maitimo] *looks Chris over* They look-- *straightens and smooths over a little* --wonderful.
[Chris] *happysmile* Thank you!
[Armand] *painfully happy to see him looking so beautiful*
[Chris] *kisses Armand softly* You look so lovely, darling.
[Cosette] *and...will probably be a crying mess soon, but what can you do*
[Maitimo] *smiles, because awwwwww*
[Armand] *kisses back a bit breathlessly* Thank you. Why don't we get out to the grounds before Ada comes to find us? *looks at the others* Thank you for all your help.
[Maitimo] *smiles* You're quite welcome. I suppose I should go find my robes, then. *does not look overenthusiastic about the prospect, but what can you do?*
[Chris] *takes Armand's hand and holds it tightly*
[Cosette] Oh, you're welcome.
[Chris] *grins* Yes, thank you so much.
[Armand] I hope there's a breeze outside.
[Cosette] I believe I should find something to wear, also.
[Armand] See you there then?
[Maitimo] *smiles* I will. Best wishes to both of you.
[Chris] *hugs both Cosette and Maitimo*
[Maitimo] *^___^*
[Cosette] *hugs back!*
[Maitimo] *likes weddings, apparently, so long as he isn't the subject of them :D*
[Cosette] *loves weddings!*
[Chris] *DRINKS ALL ARO -- maybe not*
[Cosette] *They probably don't want Drunk!Cosette at their wedding...*
[Chris] *er, no. Chris doesn't really drink, either XD*
[Armand] *hugs her and brother*
[Maitimo] *hugs back!*
[Cosette] *hugs back!!*
[Maitimo] *drinks... occasionally, and not heavily? Hmn.*
[Cosette] *doesn't drink unless someone spikes her drinks...*
[Armand] *doesn't drink a lot most of the time either*
[Chris] *there was that one time...*
[Armand] *which is why it is MOST of the time*
[Chris] *yes, dear ^_^*
[Cosette] *yay for a room full of usually relatively sober people!*
[Armand] *grips Chris's hand hard*
[Chris] *kisses his cheek* I'm going to be a mess by the end, I know it.
[Armand] You're not the only one.
[Cosette] And you're sure to have me crying.
[Cosette] So by the end, you'll have a room full of crying people.
[Armand] We need handkerchiefs...
[Chris] Do you cry at weddings? *amused smile at Maitimo*
[Maitimo] Not yet, no.
[Armand] There's always a first time.
[Maitimo] I'll bring a handkechief just in case.
[Cosette] *smiles* That's a good idea.
[Armand] We should go find some for ourselves.
[Chris] These sleeves are long enough... *holds up his arm*
[Armand] To hide them. *giggles*
[Cosette] Christopher. You mustn't use your sleeves for a handkerchief. Your entire sleeve will be soaked by the end of the ceremony!
[Chris] *giggle* More than likely.
[Armand] So handkerchiefs.
[Chris] Very large ones. -- tableclothes?
[Armand] *giggles* I don't know if we could hide those. More than one?
[Chris] One up each sleeve!
[Cosette] Perhaps if you cut them in half...
[Armand] *starts giggling and can't quite stop*
[Chris] *hugs him happily* Oh darling! I can't believe it. We're getting married today.
[Cosette] *awww smiles* Keep that up, dear, and you'll have me crying before the ceremony even starts!
[Armand] We are. And we really should let them go find clothes. We're dressed. *smiles*
[Chris] Oh -- yes. Forgive us. *another giggle*
[Armand] *takes Chris's hand and goes, almost at a fleeing pace to find handkerchiefs*
[Maitimo] *--grins after them, because really, they're horribly cute*
[Chris] *they are XD*
[Cosette] *will wander off to get dressed, then*
[Maitimo] *will too. yey robes. Really*
* Chris has left #df-mybigfatfinweanwedding
* Cosette has left #df-mybigfatfinweanwedding
* Armand has left #df-mybigfatfinweanwedding
The actual wedding post is here, for the interested.
This was the dressing party in Armand's room in the hours prior to the Big Fat Finwëan Wedding.
Session Start: Sun Apr 23 16:22:40 2006
* Now talking in #df-mybigfatfinweanwedding
[Armand] *clean and dry and 'half-dressed'* *very frustrated with the underrobe because it won't lie straight and not cling to everything* *calls it several rude names in French*
[Alistair] *hears complaining* What's going on, eh?
[Armand] *looks up from fighting with it* It will not behave. *smiles at Alistair though*
[Alistair] I haven't the faintest how to get that to behave. My only experience with Elven clothing was on the female end of things.
[Alistair] *looks thoughtful* Perhaps it's supposed to cling?
[Armand] It didn't when I tried it on earlier. *plaintively*
[Armand] *gives up on the clinginess and works on the buttons* *still muttering under his breath in colorful French*
[Alistair] Do you need me to help you?
[Armand] *bites lip* Is there some way to make it stop clinging?
* Cosette has joined #df-mybigfatfinweanwedding
[Alistair] Well, there used to be a spray for static...*touches Armand and gets slightly zapped* That's your problem, right there.
* Angrod is now known as Maitimo
[Armand] *eyes wide*
[Alistair] I don't have any on me.
[Cosette] *and this is a wandering in Cosette*
[Maitimo] *and because invasions are nice, this can be a peeking-in Mae*
[Armand] *smiles at Cosette and bites his tongue* Cosette... how nice to see you... *expression doesn't really match his words but it's not directed at her*
[Armand] Big brother! Help!
[Alistair] Hey, do any of you have some static cling spray?
[Maitimo] 'Lo, Armand. Help?
[Cosette] *curtsies* Bonjour, all.
[Armand] Yes. It won't lie straight. And I'm not putting the rest on until it does.
[Alistair] *realizes when he's been outmatched, and lets Armand's brother handle it*
[Cosette] *tilts head, looking at it*
[Maitimo] *goes over and straightens it out some, which does help* We had a sort of powder for this. What's static clingspray?
[Armand] *not getting far from Alistair anyway* It's silk, Cosette. Very touchy stuff.
[Armand] *relived* A powder?
[Maitimo] Mmm. You dusted them with it a while beforehand, there was none of this clinging. *straightening!* It's a bit late in the day for that now, unfortunately.
[Cosette] Silk is nice.
[Alistair] Something from the far future that you don't have. Don't worry about it.
[Alistair] Silk is very nice.
[Armand] *starts to say one of those rude French words, remembers Cosette and bite his tongue*
[Maitimo] Yes, but this place probably does have it.
[Armand] The Mansion has almost anything.
[Armand] I suppose I should try the rest now.
[Alistair] Well, yes, but as you said, it's a bit late in the day to run over there.
[Cosette] Oh, just let the word out, Armand. I'm not going to say anything. *smiles*
[Maitimo] It wouldn't take that long. Armand? Is the clinging unbearable?
[Armand] If the other layers do it too, I'm going to get snarled. I imagine Chris would too.
[Armand] *smiles at Cosette and says it, though quietly*
[Maitimo] The how about I dash up there and find some of this static clingspray?
[Armand] I'd be so grateful.
[Cosette] You know, you should be thankful you don't have to get tied into a corset. And a petticoat. And a large wedding dress.
[Armand] No, but I do have to wear a coronet, and this is quite a few layers.
[Maitimo] *grins* Then I'll do that. *hugs Armand briefly, and goes off to find some static clingspray-- or, actually, probably to get Maglor to find it for him :D*
[Armand] *there's still quite a bit hanging, waiting to be put on*
[Alistair] I could go do it...*is too late*
[Alistair] *looks at the clothes* And here I am complaining about my uniform.
[Armand] I am glad not to have a corset.
[Cosette] As you should be.
[Cosette] ...Not that it wouldn't look lovely, of course.
[Armand] *is already very, very thin by most standards*
[Armand] You look good in your uniform, Alistair.
[Alistair] *smiles at Cosette* I probably could have used one.
[Alistair] Thanks, Armand. It's odd being in it again after so long.
[Armand] Did Hermione give you the doves?
[Cosette] Oh, believe me, monsieur, you don't want to wear one.
[Armand] Well, you could have been wearing something like this. I understand those were your choices.
[Maitimo] *shall reappear with timewarp!staticclingspray at some point, then?*
[Armand] *beams at Maitimo* Did you find some?
[Alistair] Yes, she did.
[Alistair] Cosette, I have. I agree. It's a pain.
[Maitimo] Yes, I did. --Well, Cano did, but here. *brandishes clingspray!*
[Armand] *head to one side* When did you wear a corset, Alistair?
[Armand] Uncling me, please?
[Maitimo] *cautiously declingifies Armand, then*
[Cosette] *blinks* You've worn one?
[Alistair] I was female for a time. I tried it out for the heck of it.
[Armand] *and when the robe stops adhering to everything, twitches it bit to make it fall straight* There. How does that look?
[Maitimo] I have never had the opportunity, for which I'm rather thankful. *grins at Armand* It looks lovely.
[Cosette] It does look lovely.
[Armand] It's time for the rest I suppose. Though I am not putting anything on my head until the last minute.
[Maitimo] Good plan. *fetches the next layer for him, then*
[Alistair] It's amazing, Armand.
[Armand] I'm in awe of the embroidery. *cooperates with next layer* Do you know how to tie the belt... er sash?
[Maitimo] I do. *and although one upshot of lackofhand was that he had an almost valid excuse not to wear these things, he does know how to work them still* Here-- *ties it, deftly*
[Armand] Will Ada approve? *nervously*
[Maitimo] Of course he will. *straightens out that layer* He'll love it.
[Cosette] Goodness! This has more layers than a wedding dress!
[Alistair] It does.
[Maitimo] *grins slightly* We had a lot of time on our hands. A good half of it was spent complicating our clothes.
[Cosette] And here I thought my clothes were a chore to put on.
[Alistair] It could always be worse.
[Armand] Maitimo, do you know who did this embroidery?
[Cosette] *peers at it* Clearly, someone very talented.
[Maitimo] *fowns* No, I don't. We can ask.
[Armand] We should sometime then. I didn't expect these to be so beautiful.
[Maitimo] *tinysmile* Let's get your next beautiful layer on, shall we?
[Alistair] Armand, I see things are under control, so I'll take your leave, if you don't mind?
[Armand] *nods to Maitimo* If you wish, Alistair. Don't get lost. We need you for the ceremony.
[Maitimo] *next layer, then!!* *and nods to Alistair while he's sorting that out*
[Armand] These were as simple as I could talk Ada into. *moves around a bit to get the folds to fall straight*
[Alistair] I won't get lost. I'm just going to check on things. I'll see you soon.
[Alistair] *leaves, quietly*
* Alistair has left #df-mybigfatfinweanwedding
[Maitimo] Mmm, I know what you mean. Be glad you weren't at Kurvo's wedding... I think we were all wider than we were tall. *fusses*
[Armand] That would be too heavy for me. I'm not as strong as an elf.
[Maitimo] Then it's a good thing you managed these. *smooths them over* They look wonderful, they really do.
[Armand] *blushes* Thank you... I hope Chris is doing alright. *gives the coronet a dirty look*
[Maitimo] I'm sure he's doing fine. One of us *by which he means himself and the next brother down* can check in on him later, though. *looks at the coronet* --Want to try it?
[Armand] *wry smile* I may as well.
[Maitimo] They're not so bad after a while. Here-- *lifts the coronet for to set it on Armand's head*
[Armand] *closes his eyes and cringes as if he expects it to burn him, but of course it doesn't*
[Maitimo] *fixes it into place* There. It looks nice. Just don't try to eat it, and you'll be fine.
[Armand] I won't. No one will even see it anyway.
[Cosette] *lives! wow*
[Cosette] It does look lovely.
[Maitimo] *fusses over Armand for a moment more, then steps back to survey him* Yes, it does.
[Armand] Thank you, Cosette. Please don't let your husband tease me too much. I may hit him with it.
[Armand] I don't mind the flower wreath.
[Cosette] *laughs* If he shows up in black, please do hit him with it.
[Armand] *slight bow* I shall do that.
[Armand] I am still so nervous.
[Cosette] *small curtsy* Well, thank you monsieur.
[Cosette] It will be over soon. Relax.
[Armand] *wrings hands* I can't.
[Maitimo] Or rather, it will be starting soon, and then you won't be dealing with the anticipation anymore. *takes Armand's hands to stop him wringing them* It will go off perfectly.
[Armand] I'm so worried something will go wrong.
[Maitimo] It won't. Stop worrying and concentrate on this being the happy day it is.
[Armand] That's hard to do.
[Cosette] Nothing will be wrong so long as you and Christopher are married by the end of the day, no?
[Armand] True. *bites lip*
[Maitimo] And that is the most important part, isn't it?
[Armand] Yes.
[Armand] And not upsetting Ada as a close second.
[Maitimo] Always a consideration, yes. But make sure it still comes /second/, no matter what.
[Armand] I have done my best. I don't know what else he can expect now.
[Maitimo] In that case there's not much more you can do, so stop worrying about it.
[Armand] *manages a smile for them then*
[Cosette] *thinks it's much easier to be the bride*
[Maitimo] *studiously ignores all hints from family that he ought to have a great big celebration, so does not plan on ever finding out which is easier. :D*
[Armand] *should have eloped*
[Maitimo] *anyway, smiles back* It will be fine.
[Cosette] Yes. Yes it will.
[Armand] I wonder if it would be so horrid to have a handkerchief or something I could worry.
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[Cosette] What's so horrid about a handkerchief?
[Chris] Handkerchief?
[Armand] *beams at Chris*
[Armand] Something to have in my hands to wring other than my hands.
[Cosette] *smiles at Chris* Hello, Christopher!
[Maitimo] *smiles!* 'Llo, Chris.
[Chris] *grins* Hello, darling -- oh are you just as nervous as I am? I had a dreadful time getting into my robes. *goes and hugs him tightly*
[Armand] *hugs back* Let Maitimo look you over I had help. Are they clinging much?
[Chris] I don't think so? *steps back so they can see*
[Armand] *just beams at him*
[Chris] *grins back*
[Cosette] *smiles* They're lovely.
[Maitimo] *looks Chris over* They look-- *straightens and smooths over a little* --wonderful.
[Chris] *happysmile* Thank you!
[Armand] *painfully happy to see him looking so beautiful*
[Chris] *kisses Armand softly* You look so lovely, darling.
[Cosette] *and...will probably be a crying mess soon, but what can you do*
[Maitimo] *smiles, because awwwwww*
[Armand] *kisses back a bit breathlessly* Thank you. Why don't we get out to the grounds before Ada comes to find us? *looks at the others* Thank you for all your help.
[Maitimo] *smiles* You're quite welcome. I suppose I should go find my robes, then. *does not look overenthusiastic about the prospect, but what can you do?*
[Chris] *takes Armand's hand and holds it tightly*
[Cosette] Oh, you're welcome.
[Chris] *grins* Yes, thank you so much.
[Armand] I hope there's a breeze outside.
[Cosette] I believe I should find something to wear, also.
[Armand] See you there then?
[Maitimo] *smiles* I will. Best wishes to both of you.
[Chris] *hugs both Cosette and Maitimo*
[Maitimo] *^___^*
[Cosette] *hugs back!*
[Maitimo] *likes weddings, apparently, so long as he isn't the subject of them :D*
[Cosette] *loves weddings!*
[Chris] *DRINKS ALL ARO -- maybe not*
[Cosette] *They probably don't want Drunk!Cosette at their wedding...*
[Chris] *er, no. Chris doesn't really drink, either XD*
[Armand] *hugs her and brother*
[Maitimo] *hugs back!*
[Cosette] *hugs back!!*
[Maitimo] *drinks... occasionally, and not heavily? Hmn.*
[Cosette] *doesn't drink unless someone spikes her drinks...*
[Armand] *doesn't drink a lot most of the time either*
[Chris] *there was that one time...*
[Armand] *which is why it is MOST of the time*
[Chris] *yes, dear ^_^*
[Cosette] *yay for a room full of usually relatively sober people!*
[Armand] *grips Chris's hand hard*
[Chris] *kisses his cheek* I'm going to be a mess by the end, I know it.
[Armand] You're not the only one.
[Cosette] And you're sure to have me crying.
[Cosette] So by the end, you'll have a room full of crying people.
[Armand] We need handkerchiefs...
[Chris] Do you cry at weddings? *amused smile at Maitimo*
[Maitimo] Not yet, no.
[Armand] There's always a first time.
[Maitimo] I'll bring a handkechief just in case.
[Cosette] *smiles* That's a good idea.
[Armand] We should go find some for ourselves.
[Chris] These sleeves are long enough... *holds up his arm*
[Armand] To hide them. *giggles*
[Cosette] Christopher. You mustn't use your sleeves for a handkerchief. Your entire sleeve will be soaked by the end of the ceremony!
[Chris] *giggle* More than likely.
[Armand] So handkerchiefs.
[Chris] Very large ones. -- tableclothes?
[Armand] *giggles* I don't know if we could hide those. More than one?
[Chris] One up each sleeve!
[Cosette] Perhaps if you cut them in half...
[Armand] *starts giggling and can't quite stop*
[Chris] *hugs him happily* Oh darling! I can't believe it. We're getting married today.
[Cosette] *awww smiles* Keep that up, dear, and you'll have me crying before the ceremony even starts!
[Armand] We are. And we really should let them go find clothes. We're dressed. *smiles*
[Chris] Oh -- yes. Forgive us. *another giggle*
[Armand] *takes Chris's hand and goes, almost at a fleeing pace to find handkerchiefs*
[Maitimo] *--grins after them, because really, they're horribly cute*
[Chris] *they are XD*
[Cosette] *will wander off to get dressed, then*
[Maitimo] *will too. yey robes. Really*
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The actual wedding post is here, for the interested.