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Post by Jaysn Forrest-Allen on May 8, 2010 20:18:20 GMT -5
Jaysn was pacing. Nervous. Dang, she was more nervous for her daughter's wedding than her own. She took a deep breath.
They were in a small quarters in the church. The men in one room women in the other. May came out from behind where she was changing. Her daughter looked beautiful.
The wedding was going to be small, but it still meant a lot. How many times did your daughter get married anyway?
Jay got up an started pacing again.
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Post by Eleanor Smith on May 8, 2010 20:21:51 GMT -5
(ooc. two, apparently.)
Elly came out behind May.
"She's ready, Auntie Jay." Elly said. "You ready? You look like hell just froze over and Mom decided to start cooking."
She gave Jay a small smile. Her mom's food was inedible. Seriously. But Elly would give anything just to have it back on the table. And Rast and Gabe were missing too...Was it right for May to get married with out them there? Shouldn't they be here?
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Post by May Robin Forrest-Allen on May 8, 2010 20:30:42 GMT -5
(ooc. Yes yes they should.)
May smiled at her mom and Elly. This thing didn't feel quite right, but it was probably just a little bit of cold feet. It was May after all.
"Mom? You okay?" She asked.
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Post by Jaysn Forrest-Allen on May 8, 2010 20:32:19 GMT -5
Jay smiled and nodded. She looked at her daughter and grabbed her hands.
"Just a little nervous. It is my eldest getting married after all." she said. "How are you dear? Cold feet?"
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Post by Eleanor Smith on May 8, 2010 20:52:01 GMT -5
"She better not have any. I'll kick her ass. People are here for a wedding and they are going to get it, because no one else is gonna get married." Elly said, through gritted teeth. "Here that May?"
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Post by May Robin Forrest-Allen on May 8, 2010 20:58:04 GMT -5
May gave a grimace. Stomach did another flip.
"No, no cold feet." she said, quietly.
All she felt was nervous. Which her mom said was normal. But she had heard the story of her mom's wedding so many times, she had always described a flying feeling. A pure happiness. May was ready for that to kick in.
She closed her eyes for a second. "No cold feet."
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Post by Charles Allen on May 9, 2010 13:16:48 GMT -5
Charlie was sitting on a couch in the next room. In a little under an hour he was going to give his daugter away, to Phyre. That was not who he expected to. Maybe Amaya was wrong. Doubtful but never know.
After today he was probably only going to see his daughter only once a year. He wasn't allowed to the encampment after all. He looked over at the others in the room. No one was really talking- not very surprising.
Charlie tugged at his collor. He hated wearing these things.
Last time was probably when May, Elly and Lily made him put on his wedding tux- which still fit- when they were around five. He smiled at the memory.
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Post by Lily Lamont on May 9, 2010 13:26:17 GMT -5
Lily had been sent to go make sure Charlie and Phyre were ok. As Auntie Jay had put it "He's probably more nervous than May, and it's not even his wedding."
She poked her head into the dressing room and saw Charlie.
"Hey Uncle Charlie. You guys ready yet? The ceremony's starting in 30 minutes. It's time to rock and roll." Lily said, smiling at her father figure. He, Auntie Jay, Auntie Ama, and Uncle Dante had pretty much been her parents forever. And May and Elly were like her sisters. So, like any group of sisters, they were as excited as hell and had spent hours squealing over details.
"Is the groom ready, or does Elly have to come in here and kick his ass?" She asked.
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Post by Phyre on May 9, 2010 13:34:56 GMT -5
Phyre stood up from the corner where he was sitting and laughed.
"No, no beating up the groom today-Hopefully." Phyre said. He grabbed at his tie. "Is May okay? No cold feet or anything?"
He smiled to himself. Typical nervous groom, of course she didn't have cold feet. Elly would beat her half way to venus and back if she did.
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Post by Lily Lamont on May 9, 2010 13:50:55 GMT -5
Lily gave him a reassuring smile.
"No cold feet. Maybe some cold hands, this place is fucking freezing, but no cold feet." She said. "You ready to rock and roll?"
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Post by Charles Allen on May 9, 2010 13:58:10 GMT -5
Charlie stood up.
"Lets do this." he said, smirking. He was probably getting to old to say that. They walked out and saw the girls except May already out of the dressing room. Odd, Phyre had already seen her in the dress any way.
Charlie gave Jay a kiss and went to the dressing room to find his daughter.
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Phyre took a deep breath and followed behind Charlie, Delvin (ooc. yeah he is there) following behind him.
He looked at everyone. "You all look pretty dang formal."
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Post by May Robin Forrest-Allen on May 9, 2010 14:12:16 GMT -5
May looked up as her father walked through the door. She smiled widely. "Daddy!" she said smiling. She ran to hug him. "It's really happening!"
She could see her dad had a tear in his eye. She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "Daddy don't worry. I'll be fine. You knew it was going to happen anyway. Let's go."
She walked into the hall way smiling. Phyre and the boys were already down stairs as well as Jay. Elly and Lily were the only ones left.
"Lets march!" May said.
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Post by Lily Lamont on May 9, 2010 14:25:31 GMT -5
Lily and Elly shared a humorous glance and began marching military style, behind May.
"Ready when you are, Cap'n." Lily said, saluting her.
"What are your orders, Sir?" Elly said, saluting.
(ooc. combined elly and lily posts. hope you don't mind.)
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Post by May Robin Forrest-Allen on May 9, 2010 14:33:19 GMT -5
May grinned and followed in step. Her dad was just laughing behind them.
When they got to the doors she called, "Halt!"
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Post by Dante Smith on May 9, 2010 14:40:42 GMT -5
The girls had stopped at the door and when the wedding march began, they marched down the aisle, military style. When Dante saw them, he snorted and noticed how Charlie was barely constraining his laughter.
"I'm going to have to teach those girls how to do it right." He whispered when Charlie passed by with May, Elly and Lily right behind him.
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