¤ α н r ¤ (starcrossed) wrote in valesco,
@ 2008-07-25 22:06:00

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alecto carrow, anneliese jugson, caradoc dearborn, christopher loftus, deidra mckinnon, emmeline vance, juliana travers, juliet nott, mackenzie goldstein, rhys nott, sebastian goldstein, vivica sloan, william jugson

Everyone!
Anneliese Jugson.

Even after she had time to officially get use to her new name, it still made her skin tingle. Anneliese Jugson, Anneliese Jugson--- she was finally married now. There was nothing else in the world that she could possibly focus on, or even think about, beside that this was her perfect wedding and she was now, officially, married to the most wonderful man in the world. Nothing could possibly even begin to bother her, because everything was perfect. Everything from the cake all the way down to their little green favors-- she wouldn't have changed one thing. Their guests were allowed to bring home everything, placeholders, centerpieces-- anything. Of course, that was to happen after she had stated it was alright to do so, and had one of her own to keep, but even then if they went home with nothing it wouldn't bother her that much.

Anneliese sighed happily as she sat, almost in a daze. Her dress still fit beautifully, and now she finally understood why brides were so adamant about no one else wearing white to a wedding; she felt nearly divine at this point.

Oh, she really did love weddings.

No, she really did love her wedding.

And Will, she loved him too.

Blinking herself out of her own haze, Anneliese slowly turned her head to face Will. "I love you," she cooed lowly, fingers reaching to lace with his. She really, honestly did. Anyone that could put up with her hysterical self like he did just days before the wedding most definitely deserved that, at the very least. Anneliese leaned forward to gently press her lips onto his for a few seconds before pulling back to smile.

[OOC] Just so everyone can start a bit earlier! Still meant to occur Saturday night :]

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notorious
2008-07-26 06:43 pm UTC (link)

A low chuckle escaped his lips, because honestly enough, that most likely wasn't far from the truth. It was amusingly obvious how wound up Juliet's older brother, and his own, were about something so simple as Juliet wearing the ring around her neck. Which only affirmed that yes, they really had teamed up against them which was--- very sad. And extremely strange. And slightly unsettling.

But. Rhys could actually care less. They could do whatever the hell they pleased at this point; he was fairly confident nothing they could do would bother him anymore.

"If only we could take a picture," he huskily mused, mouth curling into a half smile as his hands went up her neck and to her face. "We should--- really do things like this more often."

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isthesun
2008-07-26 09:36 pm UTC (link)

Juliet leaned forward with her head a little to capture his lips, her own hands slipping under his suit jacket and fingers tightening around his shirt. It was a hold that said that she really wanted to pull that shirt out from his trousers--and could do it any time, honestly, she was Juliet after all--but was keeping herself in check for the time being. They were a little restricted on free time, both being in the wedding party, and the only thing worse than not being able to do anything at all was being interrupted while doing something.

No, Juliet was determined to hold out all night. After all, if they had to take this somewhere else, there was significantly less chance of Caradoc seeing, and that would be a tragedy.

"How long do you think----we ought to give it----before going back----in, all tousled----and guilty-looking?" she asked in-between kisses.

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