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laυra roѕlιn ([personal profile] cabins) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs2015-04-18 09:52 pm

The Wedding of Bill & Laura

CHARACTERS: The Roslins, Leia Organa, Bail Organa, and basically everyone ever.
LOCATION: Oxygen Gardens!
WARNINGS: To be updated, but general merriment? Marriage?
SUMMARY: Laura and Bill are finally getting married! Come celebrate, even if you don't know them. NO CYLONS ALLOWED.
NOTES: Cylons better actually arrive.

It was as beautiful a day in space as you could get, the day Laura and Bill deigned to get married. The Oxygen Gardens were decked out in chairs, flowers (blue, purple and white), and a beautiful arch for the two of them to get married under. It's a down-right Presidential affair. Or as close to it as you can get.

Before the ceremony itself, there's time to mingle, and afterwards, there will of course be food and dancing, supplied by the various people on the Tranquility.

Almost Everyone is invited, because, well, it's about frakkin' time we had a reason to celebrate on this ship.
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OTA

[personal profile] oversight 2015-04-20 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
John has been painfully quiet throughout this whole ceremony. Maybe he feels odd being in attendance — he hardly knows the happy couple — or maybe he's just not quite ready to accept that he's here because he feels like he needs to prove he's not reverted back to a social awkwardness that's plagued him since he joined the police academy.

Dressed in his best — that's the clothes he arrived in, basically — he spends a good amount of time with a glass in one hand and his other hand plunged into the pocket of his trousers to keep him from fidgeting too much. He's people-watching and quietly contemplating his place in the universe (which happens to be lightyears and lightyears from where it used to be in more ways than one).

And, in fact, he probably wouldn't say anything to anyone if he hadn't just seen someone drop a drink moments before. "Hey, hey, watch your step," he says to one person in passing. The night will be full of helpful, handy hints like that.
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[personal profile] forpoland 2015-04-23 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Feuilly stands- lurks really, near a secluded wall watching the others present. He doesn't know the couple, only a name and face seen occasionally. But in spite of all that, with the madness lately aboard this vessel. He couldn't be more content that happiness could be found and with it, a reprieve in the darkness they've seen over the months.

However, now with the ceremony completed and the food eaten, there are plenty of people dancing. And well, you could say that he's hiding. He watches, smiling wistfully at those sweeping across the dance floor. It reminds him of others, whose presence he misses dearly and who would goad him into dancing with them regardless to protests.

A perfect target one could say, to have the exact thing done to him now.
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[personal profile] jondrette 2015-04-23 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"Guillame!" Eponine doesn't know the couple either, but the chance to go to a wedding with her beloved Michel? of course she is there, eager to dance and eat. and having eaten her fill, she's off to the dance floor, searching for someone to make dance. and she's spotted him in Feuilly.

"you are here as well! come! you must dance with me! Michel shall not mind as we are good friends, are not?" she's dressed as prettily as she can, hair curled with ribbons, in one of the beautiful dresses that Jehan and Reynaud had gifted her when she arrived. "and if you say no, I shall be sad and question if I am not pretty for you." Michel said she was beautiful. more than that: he made her feel beautiful. it was quite nice.
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[personal profile] forpoland 2015-04-29 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Eponine!" Feuilly greets warmly, reaching for her. He doesn't suspect, not at first at least until she speaks and he blanches momentarily. It has been too long since he has been able to and who knew if he still could.

"Dance? But-" He stops himself, glancing longingly to the dance floor. For once, he is dressed in his finest and free to do as he wishes. Opportunities like this are rare and few in between. A voice, sounding quite insistently like a dear friend causes him to smile quietly, imagining the rather vocal response to his attempted denial.

"I fear it has been too long and I will only step on your toes, but what fool am I to deny a request from a pretty girl?" The smile quirks up as he sketches a quick bow, holding out a hand in request. "Would you honor a friend with a dance anyways?"
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[personal profile] jondrette 2015-04-29 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
Eponine practically squeals as he bows, clasping her hands together. "Hush! You shall not step on my toes. If you do, I will trod on yours in exchange. I have hardly danced in ten years, but I believe you will not lead us astray."

She fumbles into a curtsy, before taking his hand, letting him lead her to the floor. "What a fool am I to refuse a request from a dear friend that has called me pretty?" So, that's a yes. "Did you dance often, in Paris?"
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[personal profile] forpoland 2015-04-29 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Then I fear for both of our toes. But with luck both of our missteps shall spare our feet." He grins at her, amusement sparkling.

It's hesitant at first, remembering the steps in time to the music but the muscle memory is there filling in gaps he's forgotten. He can't say it's the most graceful he's ever been but so far, so good. "Rarely. Work usually left me far too busy to be allowed." His expression turns nostalgic, thinking fondly of the other Amis. "More time than not they would bring dancing to me."
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[personal profile] jondrette 2015-04-29 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"would they! such good friends you had!" she laughs. the dancing is slightly awkward with the music she isn't used to, but she does enjoy it. "and your work as well. what is it you did in Paris? but do not ask the same of me, for it is not an answer you would wish to hear, and I believe you would not wish to remain my dear friend." Michel didn't care. but Guillame was not him.
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[personal profile] but_civilization 2015-04-28 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Honestly, Combeferre knows neither of the people getting married, though he believes, spotting the bride and groom, that he's seen the faces on the networks, or perhaps in crowds a time or two before. He's not quite certain what to say if their paths cross, but Eponine is here among the party going crowd and it is a chance to dance and enjoy themselves, which is good enough for him even if he's wearing his cleaner set of clothes and not a certain lovely dress tonight.
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[personal profile] jondrette 2015-04-28 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
Eponine is happily at Michel's side. She'd gotten dressed in her finest dress, braided her hair with ribbons, and was thoroughly drunk. Hanging on his arm, Eponine can't seem to get close enough to her beloved, leaning up to kiss him every once in a while.

"Love is so beautiful," she managed, a brightness in her eyes left over from the ceremony. She'd cried. Don't tell anyone. "And the gardens." She paused for a moment, looking up at Michel. "Would we ever get married, my love?"
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[personal profile] but_civilization 2015-04-28 03:12 am (UTC)(link)

Combeferre had had the advantage of spectacles to hide if his own eyes had gotten a bit bright there, less for the couple themselves and more for the fact that now he was able to understand, at least for himself, what that sort of a love is like. He's returning those kisses quite happily, and nodding as she asks. He'd thought it had been a what a question a few months ago was leaning towards, and the thought had been in his mind ever since.

"I do. If you would consent to that, someday, when the time feels right. I would marry you in any moment, Eponine. That is a certainty nothing can take away."

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[personal profile] jondrette 2015-04-28 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I was nearly married," she confesses. "But I've told you that, I am sure. But that was... different." Different from what they had. From anything she'd ever had before.

Holding on to Michel's arm, Eponine pulled him close, moving generally in the direction of the dance floor. "If you ask, you must make it romantic. Romantic and grand- I should like it to be a story worth telling a thousand times over!" So yes, she'd obviously marry him in a heartbeat. But she wanted a kick-ass proposal. "Something you'd read about in a book with kings and queens. Not presidents." Presidents like the woman who'd gotten married today.
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[personal profile] but_civilization 2015-04-28 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
She had, yes. Not in very much detail, but knowing the persons involved, or at least of those persons involved, he thought that may be for the best. He nodded as she spoke, because, yes, it was different. He would go the rest of whatever of his life was here making it so.

"A story worth repeating for the ages." He agreed. "So much that everyone we tell it to never becomes tired of hearing it." He smiled extending a hand to lead her out onto that floor. "Yes, I believe that could be done." And he had time, all sorts of it, to make things perfect.
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[personal profile] jondrette 2015-04-28 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I would like that very much," she said as she took MIchel's hand. Hers fit perfectly in his, Eponine had long ago decided, and was quite content to let him hold her hand for however long he wished. Dress sweeping the floor, Eponine followed Michel's lead.

"Such strange music," she mused. "But! If we were to have such a proposal, think of how perfect our marriage would be!"
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[personal profile] but_civilization 2015-04-28 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)

It WAS rather different at that. Combeferre had to agree there, but he was, admittedly, more involved in other thoughts just now than to dwell upon that. The thought of such a marriage was rather more amazing at the moment, and he couldn't help but smile, thinking of it.

"It would be amazing. Nothing short of that."

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[personal profile] jondrette 2015-04-29 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Amazing, perfect. Much like yourself, my good doctor." She follows his steps a little clumbsily. She hadn't danced in ages. Though it had happened often when she was a child, she had been a child. Nearly ten years, she supposed, since she'd taken a man's hand and let them lead her about the floor.
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[personal profile] but_civilization 2015-04-29 01:33 am (UTC)(link)

If it helped, the last time Combeferre had danced had been at a party Courfeyrac had strongarmed him into attending, and he had spent the parts of it where he couldn't hide in 'conversation' by the punchbowl stomping on the toes of various great aunts, third cousins, and the like. Or...something along those lines. He had been terribly embarrassed by the whole thing,and stammered his way out at last to hide with some like minded others. And desperately jealous of Feuilly for the only time in their acquaintance because he had gotten out of it without a second thought from anyone.

"Hardly perfect." He assured her, laughing as he moved to spin her, and, somehow, narrowly avoided bumping into another couple. "Ah, proof."

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[personal profile] jondrette 2015-04-29 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
Eponine isn't really paying attention to other couples. Instead, she's focusing on stepping lightly and spinning when Michel indicates. "Hush, you," she scolds when she comes back to face him. "You are an elegant dancer where I am concerned. And your prowess in the bedroom should outweigh anything else."
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[personal profile] but_civilization 2015-04-29 01:51 am (UTC)(link)

A statement which sets him both to blushing and to laughing in about the same breath. It doesn't help with his balance much, but Combeferre is grinning as he manages to maneuver them into a corner where he can kiss her a bit more properly. "Well, then. So long as the lady is satisfied."

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[personal profile] jondrette 2015-04-29 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"and she is!" particularly when they brought in ribbons, and he used his mouth. the same ribbons she had in her hair now. just as she wore his bracelet.

"it is one of many reasons that she speaks of marrying you."
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[personal profile] but_civilization 2015-04-30 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I am honored and lucky to be at her service, then."

Combeferre said, and as strange as the language might at first have seemed coming from his mouth, so Romantic, he could not think that anything else could do for romantic moments of the other sort. He may stumble a little, with the intricacies of it, but he tried.

"And such a lady as all of that, to woo a philosopher who never imagined this was coming." He'd been too much attached to practicalities in Paris. Leaving them behind for the moments like this felt good.
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[personal profile] jondrette 2015-04-30 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Given that the lady in question had been raised little more than a beggar? She tended to trip over it all as well, but she was still far far better at it than her father. He'd say something so convoluted he'd wind up saying something else entirely. But she never told him. Not after the first time.

"A philosopher!" She gasped, spinning under his arms. "What a lucky lady she is! A philosopher, a doctor, a revolutionary. To think she never saw it coming, either!"
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[personal profile] but_civilization 2015-05-01 01:09 am (UTC)(link)

"So many things." Comebeferre laughed, giving her an extra twirl. "I never considered those before. But I am glad to have them now. And more importantly..." He paused, leaning in to whisper. "Now a lover. I think that I like that one best of all."

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[personal profile] jondrette 2015-05-01 02:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"And you are," she agreed. "The best I have had." The fact that it was always 110% consentual
certainly helped.

"And the lady? Well, she is a lady to start with. That is a new and strange thing."
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[personal profile] but_civilization 2015-05-01 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Consent was rather awesome, wasn't it? Combeferre sometimes still marveled at the fact that she had consented to become his, and for him to become hers. It wasn't so much that he thought he was an awful person, but he was that awkward combination of obsessive nerd, and awkward, which made most women tend to give him a wide berth when it came to romantic relationships. For now, he smiled.

"Then the philosopher must naturally see to it that she is reminded that she deserves to be treated in such a way. Every day."

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