now it goes short and sweet

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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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Right after Maleficent casts the nightmare spell...

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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...

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