paradisa | 052 Wedding Bells

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

[Any words of encouragement for the Doctor?]

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

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

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

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

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

[Come rest your feet after doing the chicken dance]

[Care to try to crash the party?]

[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?

[Eleven, to his credit, looks completely and utterly... lost. Yes. Lost. What. He's never gone through a ceremony like this before! He's pacing a bit as he waits for everyone to filter in and sit down]

Nervous? No. Why should I be nervous? We're married already, after all. This is more of a formality so she can have the ceremony she wanted. It's not as if it's anything new.

[He pauses and cocks his head at York] Is that a bow tie on your armor?

[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.]

[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.

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?

[He smiles warmly]

Thank you, Hemione. I think River did a lovely job arranging everything, don't you?

I'm glad you could be here as well, Alan. And as yourself [He smiles]

And yes, I think. Though I already am married... this is just... well... a formality? No, that's a poor word for it... it's the ceremony River always wanted.

[He nods.] Like a renewal of vows, almost. [There's no doubt that the first ceremony was much different than this one - not with the Doctor involved.]

No reason why you shouldn't be excited, then.

Ah, yes, that's more accurate [He laughs]

Thank you, Alan I am excited. And I'm very happy that all of you could be here to share this moment with us..

Got it in one.

[And that babbling only means one thing.]

You are nervous, huh? Hey, you got nothing to worry about. You love each other, right?

[Eleven swoops over to Luna, grinning from ear to ear]

Luna! Why are you sitting all the way over here? You should come and dance!

[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.

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

[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.]

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

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

Oh, wow, these are gorgeous! [of course Ray's where the food is....] I almost don't wanna see it get cut up.

[almost.]

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052 Wedding Bells

Bride - Before the Wedding

Groom - Before the wedding

Ceremony

Speeches

The Cakes!

Dance Floor

Bar

Tables

Doorway

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