052 Wedding Bells

[hulloeverything]

[It's a beautiful day for a wedding, isn't it?

Everything's been so carefully arranged (no easy feat when the happy couple had spent nearly a week reenacting fairy tales) and everyone's ready for the happy day.

Outside in the garden an archway had been set up with rows of white chairs for everyone in attendance. K9 was the most polite ring bearer there ever was, responding with a very cheerful "Affirmative" when asked if he had the rings before extending them on his eye probe. The Doctor and River finally get to say their 'I Do's and share their first kiss as husband and wife. Well... husband and wife after a proper wedding without the universe collapsing and... oh nevermind.

The ceremony goes off without a hitch (to everyone's surprise) and everyone is invited back to the ballroom in the castle for the reception. The ballroom itself has been decorated for the event with flowers, music, food, a bar and plenty of tables for all the guests. And, on their own table, are the beautiful cakes made by Peeta just for the occasion.

Eleven has done his best to make sure no one who may cause harm to himself, River, or any of their closest friends, will be able to get into the room so everyone could relax and not worry about a single thing. Now is a time for dear friends, love... and perhaps a little mischief. It is the Doctor's wedding, after all]

((ooc: Please wait for sections Bride-Before the wedding | Groom-Before the wedding | Ceremony reactions | Speeches | The Cakes! | The Dancefloor | The Bar | Tables | Doorway | Special Guest (The universe might explode if SOMETHING didn't go awry, after all)

No holds barred, threadjack at will. PARTAY! Also feel free to tag yourselves in if you feel so inclined.))

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Bride - Before the Wedding

[hulloeverything]

[Come pay your regards to the blushing bride before her big day?]

[cricketycricket]

[Five gives her a little wave, smiling] ... Is it still bad luck if, technically, I'm several hundred years early?

[lord_wizard]

Regrettably, I have to admit we have not yet met, but I wanted to introduce myself. I'm Felix Harrowgate. [A small, but formal bow. Hey, if it works for court, it works for weddings.]

[peeta_bread]

[Peeta's been hanging back, too nervous to say hi, but he wanted to meet the Doctor's wife. Finally, he plucks up the courage and walks up to her. Wow, she's pretty!]

Hi! Ms. Song? I'm Peeta Mellark. I made your cakes? I just wanted to meet you.

[nurse_boy]

[oh god. It's his daughter. Who is older than he is. In a wedding dress. HIS DAUGHTER. He doesn't know what his feelings are doing right now]

[too_fairytale]

[being the mother of the bride means Amy gets special privileges to hang out with her ALL MORNING before the ceremony. And feel a lot of confusing things about it. Not the least of which has been figuring out what to wear. Back home there's a certain way the mother of the bride is expected to dress, but Amy's a couple of decades away from beginning to even consider wearing that sort of stuff. She'd look ridiculous in one of those prim hats, or even the little floral thing her own mother wore on Amy's own wedding day. Finally, she just settled for pulling her hair back and wishing up a conservative-but-still-nice sheath dress.

So now she's sort of... hovering, and feeling slightly uncomfortable about the need she feels to hover at all, and telling herself that much, much weirder things have happened to her than her baby daughter (who she hasn't even given birth to yet) getting married to her childhood imaginary friend. It's working. Sort of]

So very very late

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine hasn’t met River yet, but as a friend of the Doctor(s)'s she feels she aught to at least offer the bride her congratulations. The problem is, Dairine isn’t quite sure how to approach her.

Which means there’s a young red-headed preteen decked out in green and blue Wellakhit robes, hanging around to watch the bride from a relative distance. Care to say hi?]

Groom - Before the wedding

[hulloeverything]

[Any words of encouragement for the Doctor?]

[encryptedlock]

[Yeah, York's attending in his armor, but at least he's wearing a little bow tie in deference to the Doctor. He leans against the archway.]

Not nervous, are you?

[courageous_wit]

[Hermione is thrilled to be invited to a wedding. It feels like ages since she attended Bill's. So she gives the Doctor a bright smile]

Everything looks lovely, Doctor.

[is0latedthinker]

This all looks very nice. I'm glad I get to see it as myself. [He wouldn't have understood all this if he still thought he was his program.]

Excited?

[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine bounds up, smiling. She actually bothered dressing up for this event, despite her usual distaste for fancy clothes. White tunic, dark green pants, metallic blue boots and belt, and a long blue jacket decorated with hundreds of gems in every green and blue hue imaginable.]

Hey Doctor! Nice tux.

[lord_wizard]

[Just have a small smile]

Zivilyn.

[psych0p0mps]

[Aradia showed up in her red saree because she could. She had a little trouble doing the sash by herself, though, so it's kind of lopsided and she almost trips over it as she lass-scampers up to him.]

Doctor! I almost didn't recognize you.

[nurse_boy]

((sorry we're late! We had to get re-added to the comm >_> Also wrong farking thread YOU SAW NOTHING))

[er. What do you say to the man who once stole your fiancee and is now marrying your daughter? The Lone Centurion is not prepared for this. So have a Rory come sidling up next to you, Doctor, looking about as awkward as can be, and very stiff and uncomfortable in his suit. So, not too much unlike his own wedding day, then]

So, um... right.

[too_fairytale]

[at some point after Rory sidles up next to the Doctor, Amy will also come sidling up, looking weirdly older and mature with her pulled-back hair and sheath dress]

So. Raggedy Man. You ready to do this?

Ceremony

[hulloeverything]

[Let's see those reactions! Admit it, you cried your eyes out didn't you.]

[cricketycricket]

[it's very odd, you know, watching yourself get married. he'll admit to a lump in his throat when that ringbearer comes down the aisle, though - it's a nice touch.

he's felt odd about this for quite a while, but he realizes as he sits through the ceremony that it's a good sort of odd. that he's glad that he gets this kind of happiness, so far ahead in his future ... especially after everything that he knows he'll live through in the interim.]

[psych0p0mps]

[Aradia watches the ceremony with rapt attention. So this is what a wedding looks like! She's not much of a romantic, but even so it's immensely intriguing. She is not sure how many quadrants Time Lords have though. Better ask about that later.]

Speeches

[hulloeverything]

[Best man? Maid of Honor? Had a little too much to drink and care to toast the happy couple? Here's your chance!]

[hard_talker]

[he's supposed to give a speech. he agreed to be Best Man before he remembered that little detail. about four hours after the initial agreement, it hit him like a ton of Acme bricks, and he spent another hour after that quietly blundering around his room flipping his shit. because he was only good at being long-winded when it was off the cuff, and when he was either excited or upset. weddings, he was pretty sure, were not the place for long-winded, loud, blustering rants. so he'd put his writing class cap on, sat down with a notebook, and wrote down what he knew about the Doc, and what made him so fantastic, and why he and River were lucky to have each other ...

and he ended up with six hand-written pages, which he's now pulling out of his jacket and unrolling somewhat awkwardly. they're crumpled, and the edges are frayed where he tore them out of the notebook, but a speech is a speech. and he has nothing to smooth it out on. oops. he thought there'd be a podium. so far, so awful, Mark, best job]

I, uh.

[he clears his throat, pushes his glasses up on his nose, and tries not to feel every single pair of eyes that's on him. he squints down at the page, and his words swim. it occurs to him, not for the first time, that his handwriting sucks. and his regular writing does, too.]

I just realized that I wrote six pages of trite crap, so hold on a second while I throw it in the punch bowl.

[he wanders over to it, and indeed, in it goes. and his glasses come off, and he wanders back over to the mic]

Normally, when you guys hear from me, it's because I've got my hair on end about somethin', or I'm telling you what's going on. Today, you're hearing from me because someone asked me to talk. Now, to realize why this is kind of a big deal ... Usually, I only talk when I want to, it's my call. For me to stand here and open my big fat mouth on someone else's behalf, it's pretty huge. For me. But this isn't about me, it's about the guy who asked me to do it ... and the woman he just married. I -- I'm gonna level with you all, I don't really know River well. I've only talked to her once or twice. But any friend of the Doc's is a friend of mine, for a really simple reason: everyone he meets is special. And it's not just because they really are, it's 'cuz he makes them remember it. He's got this crazy ability to stand up and do whatever he wants, whatever he thinks is right ... and still manage to have so many people sitting here today who actually like him and don't wanna punch him in the face.

And for him to find someone - here, at home, anywhere - who can do the same thing for him, and remind him just how special HE is ... [he pauses to glance over his shoulder at Eleven and River and smile, sheepishly]

I dunno, I think that's about the best thing that could happen in a place like this.

... So ... there you have it, folks. [he clears his throat as the awkwardness comes rushing back in] ... Sorry about the punch, but honestly, the lemonade tap's better.

The Cakes!

[hulloeverything]

[Admire the cake, try to steal a piece... cheer for the time honored tradition of smooshing cake in each other's faces.]

[wizard_redfive]

[Well the cakes certainly look good, that's for sure!

Dairine is wandering around the table, staking out her slice admiring Peeta's work.]

Dance Floor

[hulloeverything]

[Spoiler: The Hokey Pokey is NOT what it's all about]

[doublethefun]

[well, somepony managed to sleep through miss the actual ceremony, but it looks like the promise of a dancefloor is enough to drag even the sleepiest of moon princesses out of bed.

Though she's currently off to the side, sitting down and bobbing her head along to the music.]

Bar

[hulloeverything]

[It's open. Tip your bartender, he'll be there all night.]

[lord_wizard]

[Felix will be hanging out here boozing it up in the classiest way possible]

Tables

[hulloeverything]

[Come rest your feet after doing the chicken dance]

[inafadingcrown]

[Or you could just skip the dancing and spend the night chatting with people. That works too. Especially if you have no idea how to dance to anything remotely resembling modern music.]

Doorway

[hulloeverything]

[Care to try to crash the party?]

[traken_master]

[The Master leans against the doorway, eying the party with cool disdain. He's seen and heard enough to know what is happening...the Doctor has gotten married. The Master contemplates wreaking havoc, but he hadn't known this was taking place and spontaneity is not his strong suit. So, he simply adds this little scene to the ledger that stands between him and the Doctor.

Truthfully, the Master is more upset at the Doctor keeping this from him, than the act itself. Marrying one of his companions is only a slightly larger betrayal than traveling with them. So far as the Master knows, River Song is human or mostly so, with a human lifespan. Eventually, she will wither and die...and the Master will still be here, still be the Doctor's best enemy and oldest friend. She is no threat, merely another in a long line of inconveniences.

The Master steps further into the room. It won't do to seem at all affected. He is not some snivelling romantic, with his heart on his sleeve. Oh, no. Any pain he feels, and even to himself he barely admits to any, is buried deep and far away from prying eyes. The Master decides the only revenge he can have now is to be sociable and unconcerned. He will even wish the Doctor well, if given the opportunity.]