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[subreptitious]

The hall has turned out beautifully; white church candles line the makeshift aisle and there’s just the right amount of light for everyone to see clearly. If anything, Bel has gone overboard with the flowers; white roses adorn the large archway where the altar stands, winding around it, and similar displays are on every surface. It’s a fairytale

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[haptephobic]

Jada walks in slowly, overwhelmed by the crowd, and takes a seat near the front. He'll speak if spoken to, but he's happy to wait until after the ceremony to catch the happy couple.

[subreptitious]

Telepaths are not permitted to forgo saying hello to the bride, Bel projects loudly into Jada's mind, a hint of amusement to her psychic tone. Also, this is not a funeral, so please do socialize or somesuch; I can sense you sulking from back here.

[haptephobic]

Sorry Bel. Jada instinctively looks behind him in Bel's direction and smiles. You feel happy. I'm glad. Can't wait to see your dress. And don't show me it in my head and ruin the surprise!

[subreptitious]

I will likely walk past you in an instant and the surprise will be ruined; I did not expect so many guests so promptly, and I must move to speak with all of them.

[impower]

Sam's dressed simply enough in a vertically black and white stripped sundress. There is a hint of makeup on their face and for once they've done something with their hair. Altogether, they look cute, as one does for a wedding.

They're buzzing with excited energy as they catalogue the people entering the room. They have a job, after all, Sam hasn't forgotten. It puts them on edge in a completely excellent way, though of course, they're hoping for some sort of wedding day disaster.

[deathstoogood]

"Imp thing, I don't know if I ever learned your name or not. We had one conversation didn't we?" The man was aware he'd prompted the other to cause something of a ruckus, or at least encouraged having some fun. Now that he was here in the heart of things, he wasn't sure how into the entire scene he was.

[impower]

"Reii thing, hello! Bel named me Sam. So that's my name." They wave and it's all to obvious that they're excited to be here. And that trouble? It had happened and they were already planning for some more. They had been entirely too well behaved for far too long.

[deathstoogood]

"Sam? He must have a thing for the name. Understandably so. Welcome, Sam." Reii would not have been pleased to hear it, not now. He fidgeted a little on the spot, adjusting his tie with a brief twitch of his hand. "Any plans other than security detail, my funny little friend?"

[improcerous]

Sam walks in sheepishly, but grins when he sees Bel. "You totally didn't invite me, you asshole! Who the hell managed to get you to, like, settle down and stuff? I've gotta meet this person."

Shuffling over for a hug. "Sorry I was gone so long, got caught up with a nest of shapeshifters and some demons. Creepy guys, but they told me about the wedding so I tracked my way back."

[subreptitious]

For a long moment, Bel just stares. This is impossible; beyond even the magic of her will. But Sam is there, and he does not appear to be melting away as some wishful-thinking inspired hallucination. But then -- "A shapeshifter, of course. You had us all believe you were dead. They keep to their last form when slain, I am sure you know.

We have been in mourning, little one," and she can barely speak for the feeling in her chest, the jagged hole where Sam was wrenched from her life refilling. Her arms wrap tightly around him, dress be damned, and she presses a -- purely platonic -- kiss to his lips.

"It is good to see you again."

[improcerous]

"So you guys totally thought I was dead because of the shifter corpses?" He starts to laugh then tries to hold it in quickly. "Sorry that totally shouldn't be funny, but it kind of is. I better go tell Jadey I'm alive, huh? Send your husband my way if you see him, I wanna meet this guy!"

[subreptitious]

"Yes, by all means. Jada has been miserable without you!" Bel says, some scorn in her tone. "We will have words regarding your conduct another day, however; this day is one to rejoice."

[deathstoogood]

And so the music began, that traditional song, Reii couldn't remember the name of it. Some stupid thing, it was the march. Although not the funeral one. He brushed his hands through his hair, waiting at the altar. Fidgeting was more an accurate description of his doings. He fussed with everything around him. A smile the furthest expression from his lips.

[subreptitious]

The song was Canon in D by Pachelbel, the tune to which Bel rather likes, despite having heard it at many of her previous weddings. While everything is quickly being set up, she's managed to duck behind the door and clip the short veil down over her face.

Now gathering everyone to her -- Abigail at one side, and Lester, bearing the rings, at the other -- she has time for one long deep breath before she opens the door and manages a fairly graceful walk to join Reii at the altar. Her breath is stilted, and if she's blushing it's fortunately obscured by a thin layer of netted fabric.

She shoots Reii a rather nervous smile, slipping his hand into hers and listening as the sermon begins.

[deathstoogood]

And there she was, marching down the aisle with her whoever was giving her away, Reii felt himself still as they reached him, veil down over her face. His pulse was racing and he felt as though he might faint, all of the blood was rushing to his face it felt.

Reii took her grip with a quick squeeze of his own hand, turning to hear whatever it was they were supposed to hear. Probably the priest they had hired, that was supposed to be next, wasn't it? He wasn't sure he heard anything except from a strange distance. Like everything was far away.

[subreptitious]

Lester hands the rings to the priest, who then holds out one to each of them, guiding their words. Bel takes another long, steadying breath and catches Reii's gaze, a question in her wide eyes before she slips the ring onto his finger.

One last chance to back out, ahe says silently.

[leohorizon]

Sarah was so thrilled about this whole thing, a wedding! Weddings were where the best of people came out! She loved to see all of the preparations and the everything. The blonde woman sat in the middle of the room, giggling softly.

"Having fun, sweetie?" She'd brought a plus one, Bel said she could!