now it goes short and sweet
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wrfmlogsarchiveWho: 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.
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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Date: 2009-09-17 02:17 am (UTC)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.