now it goes short and sweet

[a-total-sap.livejournal.com]

Who: anyone who RSVP'd... and some who didn't
What: what's a Refugee wedding without epic?
Where: Radiant Garden
When: Wednesday Sep 16th



Sora had never actually been to a wedding before. Birthdays, anniversaries, graduations, even receptions, yes - but weddings? What was surprising was that he had grown up on a small cluster of islands where everyone knew everyone, and friends grew up to marry childhood sweethearts. But for some reason, Sora had never actually gone to the wedding ceremony. Something had always happened - he was sick, he had homework, Riku had challenged him to a race and forgotten that a family friend was getting married that morning but it wasn't like either of them would back down...

He had to ask Kairi in the end what was appropriate to wear to a wedding, having decided last minute that Ryune would be too busy actually planning said wedding to help. It was how he ended up sitting outside of the chapel dressed in black pants that were too itchy, a red short-sleeved dressshirt that just felt wrong, a tie which was doing its best to choke him...and sandals. He had to draw the line for comfort somewhere.

He was glad about the change of wedding date too - it threw off the media. Maybe it would throw off Calum too. Sora was an optimist by nature, knew that everything was going to turn out for the better... but he wondered sometimes, about the light and the darkness and a war that never seemed to be won.

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[thirteenth_brat]

Roxas had also sought Kairi's advice on clothing... and somehow let her talk him into a nice suit. Namine seemed find this amusing. However, like Sora, he had not gone for dress shoes, instead keeping his regular sneakers. He had also picked out a clip on tie and had not backed down when anyone argued the point. You just didn't where something around your neck that someone could strangle you with, especially when there was even the smallest chance of something going wrong.

He had also never been to a wedding, though for other, rather obvious reasons.

[papoupromise.livejournal.com]

No matter how much time passed since they had both come to her for advice, Kairi still couldn't quite believe she got not only Sora mostly dressed for the occasion and Roxas in a suit.

Kairi herself managed to find a pretty purple spaghetti strap dress and a matching shawl and has instantly gotten despite of how little protection it would offer if anything did go wrong. She, however did have her weapon close by as one of those just-in-case things as well. There was no way she was going to depend on Sora and the others to protect her like some helpless maiden no matter how prettied up she was.

So lost in her thoughts, Kairi barely realized she had been messing with the boy's outfits, straightening ties here, brushing off any invisible lint there.

WOW I FORGOT MY OWN WEDDING. FAILURE THY NAME IS RYUNE.

[taistoi.livejournal.com]

It was chaos in the women's dressing room. "OH GOD, WHERE ARE MY KNIVES?!"

Ryune, in the upper, zippered corset portion of her gown, garters, and a pair of white shorts, ran past her bridesmaids in a panic. Her mom trailed behind with the veil, yelling at her to calm down.

Mom went ignored as Ryune rummaged around in the backpack she'd brought with her, until she held up a pair of holstered knives. With a vicious grin, she strapped them to her upper thigh, and turned to her mother. "Okay. Now I can put the skirt on."

"Renee, why are there knives strapped on your leg."

"Momma, I'm one of the refugees. Shit going wrong is kind of really normal, and I don't want to be unprepared."

"But you've already got your bow and arrows in some kind of magic holding space."

"Those aren't good for stabbing any jerk that tries to ruin my wedding."

Her mom rolled her eyes, and went to get the flouncy skirt, which, while fancy, was easily removed. Ryune had insisted on designing her own dress.

And then, without warning, Ryune started bawling. "I'm getting married in ten minutes!" she sobbed. "I always cry at weddings and Daddy's gonna make some kind of speech that gets me going and I'm gonna cry at my own wedding and ruin my mascara!"

[seolearo.livejournal.com]

Ray stood to the side, watching the scene with a mix of amusement and exasperation. Maybe she should have expected this. But damn, this was really starting to get out of hand.

Rolling her eyes and putting her hands on her hips, she said, "Exactly, you're getting married in ten minutes. Do you really want to be freaking out during the whole ceremony? And if you're so worried about crying and ruining your mascara, then you should probably stop crying now so we can get you the water resistant kind." At least then you can cry all you want, she added silently.

sup, motherfuckers

[teal-deer.livejournal.com]

There was a dark figure in the garden.

The figure wore a double-breasted jacket, which came to the thigh; dark blue, sporting silver accents and links. Said person also wore a huge, wide-brimmed hat, also with silver rings in the brim.

They kept their face covered, mostly by the hat, but also by the scarf.

forgive the xigbar icons

[inurportal.livejournal.com]

Braig and Miranda were both there, with their daughter Renee, and he was shoving her at just about everyone he could find, grinning madly all the while.

"HEY! HEY YOU! HEY... YOU. PEOPLE. EARTH DUDES. HEY," he kept shouting, dragging various people over. "LONG TIME NO SEE HOW YOU BEEN, LET'S PLAY 'KART AFTERWARDS AMIRITE?"

[plan-awesome.livejournal.com]

A young man, making his way through the crowd, caught an earful of Braig's shouting, and figured he'd say hello. it HAD been almost a year.

He barely got within ten feet, however, before he noticed Renee and gaped. "Who the hell let YOU have children?!"

and forgive Zexion icons

[book-of-mirage.livejournal.com]

Ienzo sat quietly in the back, reading an anthology of Poe short stories, his hair tied back in a practical ponytail. He breathed deeply of the smells of home - it had been nearly two years since he'd been back. He'd spent his time on Earth, at school, under an assumed name, just learning and trying to forget the past.

Yet he had no interest in missing this...

[holylifestream.livejournal.com]

Aerith was waiting patiently for the wedding to begin, and had chosen a seat near the middle to sit in for the time being. She would have preferred to sit up front, but she figured the refugees should have that honor. They'd been together for years, and been through so much, that it was only right.

It hadn't taken her long in choosing what to wear; she didn't have an overabundance of formal dresses. But since this was a special occasion, she'd pulled out her favorite one: a slim, pale green dress that fell just past her knees. Of course, she's abandoned her usual pink ribbon for a matching one, as well.

She looked around, watching the others arrive. This was quite the event, wasn't it? Even old acquaintances were showing up, the Others of the Nobodies they'd fought before. It made her happy to seem them here; they hadn't heard from them since...

Aerith paused. Was that...?

It was! She stood and walked to the back, a bright smile on her face. "Ienzo," she greeted warmly. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

PRETEND THESE ARE NOT ALL XEMNAS ICONS

[twilight-sith.livejournal.com]

And there was one more.

He stood in the back corner, under the flowers of the Alverian tree, and simply smiled.

[songbird9.livejournal.com]

She had been waiting for him.

She never would have spotted him otherwise, but Song - no, Robin - had always been the one to lurk in the background at such gatherings, patiently and quietly observing, until she saw who she wanted to see.

Only... things were a bit more complicated than would have been ideal for this particular reunion.

"You picked a bad time to come back."

[fox_the_kitsune]

Fox had spent a good amount of time debating what she was going to wear. It had eventually come down to a choice between formal crossdressing and a nice little black and blue kimono ensemble... and the debate stayed there until that morning, when it occured to Fox that there was possibility of trouble and she might need somewhere to hide something.

Kimono it was. It was formal enough, comfortable and loose enough to hide light armor and a dagger up her sleeve. She wished she'd gotten a small something of holding to put her sword or bow and arrows in, but then again, the bow might be over doing. Most likely, Ryune had hers and she was probably a better shot anyway, having had a lot more practice.

Fox could help but notice Sora's sandals, "Heh, cute."

[a-total-sap.livejournal.com]

Sora looked up at Fox, and grinned a little bit. "The dress shoes were uncomfortable and my regular shoes didn't match so..." He wiggled his noses and leaned back against the stairs, his smile growing wider. "Besides, the best dressed people here are supposed to be the bride and groom, right?"

At the alter

[anzila.livejournal.com]

Brandon had been in front of crowds throughout his life. Once he'd stood before the representatives of the United Nations and news crews showing the event to the world. Another time he'd been resisting a man who could have snuffed him with a thought. Brandon thought he knew what being nervous was.

He had no clue what feeling nervous was before this moment. Suddenly everything up to and including saving the universe seemed insignificant next to this moment, the moment when he promised himself to the woman he loved for the rest of his life.

Gazing over the crowd, he saw all his friends and family in attendance, his mother beaming with pride and his father throwing him a little wink, his brother giving him a covert thumbs up, and his little sister vibrating with excitement in her new dress. He'd been amazed just how many people they'd packed into this chapel. Heck, he'd been amazed he knew this many people!

Tugging on the formal jacket that was part of the outfit he had recieved on the day Prince Eric had knighted him, Brandon again marveled at the sheer number of buttons and medals his friends had made him for all of his accomplishments. He was particularly proud of the "Getting a price on your head from the English crown" medal. Still, he wondered if the gold shoulder pads were a bit much, or if he had enough zippers.

Turning back, he glanced at his Best man and grooms. Rob was there for him, of course, that beaming smile of his seeming to light up the room as always. Ren stood next to him, looking stylish in her outfit with Alan perched on one shoulder, and he grinned remembering his mom's exasperated reaction to him insisting the girl be on his side of the chapel. Mike and Josh stood side by side, and Brandon couldn't help but remember the time they'd all taken down a Darkside together. It reminded him that with these friends by his side, he could handle anything. There was also Geoff, looking pleased Brandon had let him keep the sword and shield that were his mementos of his own adventures among the stars. of course, in truth Brandon wouldn't have had it otherwise. It made his own decision to have Marvin, the saber glistening from a fresh coat of polish, at his side seem less odd.

Though judging by the crowed, weapons were the in accessory this year, and that was the least odd feature of their guests, plenty of whom weren't even human. It seemed as if everyone he or Ryune had helped in their travels had decided to pay a visit, and seeing them all had warmed Brandon's heart.

Looking back over the crowd, seeing all his friends and family gathered in one place, Brandon decided nervous wasn't the right word for what he was feeling.

He was excited, excited like a five year old on Christmas morning times one thousand. He was excited to be here, excited to experience this with everyone he loved, and most of all he was excited that by the end of the day he would be spending the rest of his life with a woman who he had met among the stars, who had stood up with him to oppose Xemnas, who had fought beside him in battle and stood beside him in countless trials, and most of all who he had fallen utterly in love with.

He supposed the goofy smile on his face wasn't really befitting such a momentous occasion, but he couldn't think of any better way to express how he was feeling.

He was going to get married!

Re: At the alter

[lovely-fatale.livejournal.com]

She walked in soon after everyone else had been seated. But she wasn't there to take a seat. Her outfit itself was made to turn heads - fitted like a second skin, so dark a red that it might as well have been black. Save for the ridiculously, possibly illegal shortness of it, it would have almost seemed modest at the front with its high neckline and long sleeves... until she walked forward, and one saw that the entire back was let out.

Her heels clicked loudly on the floor, and with a hush already falling over the crowd, she stood out, not just for her dress but for her sheer beauty. And the fact that a good part of the crowd would have recognized her and knew what her appearance meant.

Her eyes flashed when she glanced at Brandon, but other than that, she didn't say a single word.

[auriatetsukai.livejournal.com]

Auria showed up dressed in pastel blue. She'd bought the dress just a week before, figuring she'd save it for whenever the wedding actually happened. Good thing it hadn't been sitting very long.

She had debated for hours whether or not to bring her hammer. Unlike the other weapons she was sure would be at the wedding, the hammer was far from discreet. But she did not like to be without it, especially with...everything going on. She could bring something else, something at which she was less adept but--

no that was a bad idea.

In the end, Auria had taken the hammer. Fuck anyone who gave her funny looks about it.

[nachtstar.livejournal.com]

Ari hung quietly in her corner, fleetingly feeling like she was doing her lurking act like usual. She nervously patted down her hair, and brushed out the flair of her skirt once again, feeling self conscious like usual. For someone who spent most of her time dressed in t-shirts and jeans, wearing pretty things for the sake of being pretty still made her uncomfortable.

She sighed softly, playing with the new tassels on her fans poking out from under the skirt. Like a lot of the others, she had brought her weapons along, but with them being so compact Ari had opted to strap them to her shorts and hide them from view.

She sighed once more and leaned back into the chair, slightly not caring how unlady-like she looked.

[hocketypockety.livejournal.com]

Merlin, like everyone else, was dressed in his finery. He was also prepared in the event that something should go wrong. Rather than the smaller wand he'd been using of late, he had his magic walking stick and a few defensive spells in mind. Hopefully they wouldn't be needed, but it was so much better to play it safe.

[le-king.livejournal.com]

King Mickey escorted his Queen to her seat, calling cheerful greetings out to the refugees along the way. It was nice to see them all dolled up like this. But of course, he still believed that Minnie looked the best. She was made for this kind of thing, he thought.

He flashed Brandon a confident smile. Looked like the poor guy just couldn't wait! He chuckled. Good, that was how he was supposed to feel right now! Gosh, Mickey almost felt the same - and it wasn't even his wedding! Still, he wanted the two of them to be happy; he knew they would be, and they deserved it, too. That's what he was excited for. It was something special to be able to see them start their life together here, and Mickey was proud to be part of it.

[belegwen.livejournal.com]

Food was done--both the wedding cake (as requested very traditional with tiers and white frosting . . . though less traditional in the tiny moving figurines of the bride and groom that had been purchased at the Star Market) and the groom's cake (chocolate with white chocolate ganache filling and bright yellow fondant, shaped like a lightning-bolt). Ashlyn was with the sitter. Wedding present was wrapped.

What was she forgetting?

Mabry glanced down and saw her baking-stained flannel shirt and stirrup pants. Right. Clothes.

She'd set aside a green velvet broomstick skirt and brown satin tunic with a brighter green sash. She changed into them quickly and pulled her hair back into a ponytail before securing it with a pale green ribbon. There. Now she was ready.

She hurried downstairs to collect her own husband (could it really be nearly two years?) and hurried out to the wedding location, where she slipped into a row and smiled to herself. She was so glad that those two were getting married. She'd always thought they would be a good couple, had smiled when they actually got together, and then had subtly poked Brandon into proposing at the Halloween party. And now, here they all were.

It was good.

[ariakitsune.livejournal.com]

Aria was lurking about in the background. She was wearing a simple dark blue blouse and black pants. She didn't do formal. Not at all. She had considered not even showing up.

Pancake was there as well. Wearing a nice light green vest.

[shadowchaser.livejournal.com]

Amy knew there were going to be a lot of people at the wedding, but this was amazing. She was thankful her own hadn't been quite as large; she'd nearly blushed herself to death as it was. Grasping Jalen's hand tight, she hurried to find them seats. At least he hadn't given her any trouble about outfits this time.

HERE COMES THE BRIDE

[taistoi.livejournal.com]

and then...

It was time.

The massive organ, played by a dapper little man in trailing tuxedo tails, began to moan low notes, warming up as the organist pounded out March Caprice (Ryune, in her perpetual quest for lulz in inappropriate settings, had requested Kingdom Hearts music for all except the main march). Cherry, Cheryle, Ray, Stephanie and Becky all proceeded down the aisle, taking their places at the sides of the altar.

And then, music burst forth from the wall-spanning instrument, trumpeting the beginning chords of Wagner's Wedding March, indicating that it was time for everyone to stand. Ryune stood at the back of the chapel, her arm in her father's, trembling in absolute terror. Heartless? Eh. Maleficent? Meh. Xemnas? Whatevs.

Getting married?

She gripped her Daddy's arm tightly and whispered "we need to go now before I bolt for the gummi ship."

The walk down the aisle felt like an eternity. Ryune stared straight ahead, smiling in spite of being scared spitless. She did catch glimpses of people - Braig and Miranda, Ienzo, Sora, Auria, Roxas... Eric? Holy hell, Ryuu? Orpheus?!. It slightly amused her that everyone appeared to be armed.

Brandon, and all their friends, were waiting for her at the front. The large bouquet in her hands shook, giving a visible sign of her nerves. And even though it felt like forever, she was there at the front before she could even realize it, and her Daddy was lifting her veil and kissing her on the forehead.

It's finally happening, she thought as she climbed the steps and handed her bouquet to Cherry.

Holy shit.

OOC!

[belegwen.livejournal.com]

((Funny Fact: in my RL wedding's reception, my husband and I totally did our first dance to Sanctuary.))

[dreamwriteremmy]

Dreamwriter was late. She'd spent an hour fighting to get her own faerie companion Sheridan dressed in an outfit that mixed tulle and the dress she'd made out of the ruins of her Ingary-boy disguise.

She had her lightly-armored travel-cloak buttoned with a singular frog enclosure, wrapped with the scarab brooch inset with the orange carnelian, over her new classic neo-Victorian dress, a long simple gown in mint trimmed with chocolate ribbon and a very light amount of lace. Her staff in hand, she stepped to the side back of the church and watched the procession as it moved toward the altar. When the wedding party finally reached the altar, she found herself a seat quietly behind other guests.

[treeofjustice.livejournal.com]

Will was also late, and he quietly stood in the back, watching as Ryune walked down the aisle. He didn't see Crystal- the last time he had seen her she didn't want to talk, so that rather complicated things between them. Even if she was there, he doubted that she would even approach him.

He didn't take any measures to cover his magical eye, because it was quite pointless to hide such a magical artifact around people who were knowledgable in magic.

"Way to go, Ryune," He muttered quietly, a wearied smile crossing his face for a brief moment.

Right after Maleficent casts the nightmare spell...

[rox-chan.livejournal.com]

The wedding had been pleasant, so far. Rox had sat near the back, even though she knew the front was reserved for refugees. Other people deserved those front row seats more - people who really knew the bride and groom by more then just association. The food was good, everyone was there (and by everyone she meant everyone - even Orpheus, who Rox had thought wouldn't appear again for a long, long while, if ever, and some people she hadn't seen since she was...damn, since she was fourteen), and it had come to the point where she was beginning to wonder if her newly enchanted sword and her dagger were going to be more cumbersome then useful.

She was wrong, of course. She had come to expect that by now.

Rox had no magical resistance - the locket, whatever it's still-mysterious purpose was, apparently wasn't made for that. The spell took effect immediately and she fell back, her head resting in a position that would undoubtedly result in a crap later.

What was not apparant, however, was that her mind had not reached its intended destination. There was no worst nightmare, no deep sleep, but something perhaps worse.

The doors were closed on both sides, and there would be no easy way out for this now-sleeping refugee.

((OOC Note: erm, tl;dr, Rox is going to need some help waking up. The spell may need to be broken by someone else, but I'll talk to Mabry about what's going on when I see her online to make sure I haven't just seriously screwed up.))

Re: Right after Maleficent casts the nightmare spell...

[belegwen.livejournal.com]

((Sorry, haven't been on-line much today--crazy busy. Try sending me an e-mail at sslemmons@wesleyan.edu.))