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12 March 2011 @ 12:01 am
I see us now, your hand in my hand  
WHO: Angelica Jones, Pietro Maximoff, and OPEN
WHERE: Chapel of Our Lady at St. Patrick's Cathedral for the wedding, then onto the Avengers Mansion for the reception!
WHEN: 3/12/11; Saturday afternoon and into the evening
WARNINGS: The most hideous sappy fluff that ever there was and also possibly other stuff idek.
SUMMARY: Angelica and Pietro get married.
FORMAT: All!  I will post the different times/areas/etc. and you can tag in however you like.  This is open!  Have fun guys, and thank you all!  :')



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It was an unusually balmy day for early March in the City, with clouds high in the sky, streaking through the blue in wisps of white. Not that the weather particularly mattered to Angelica or Pietro, their day was to be spent indoors, surrounded by their friends and surrogate family, and despite some noticeable absences, their special day would proceed without a hitch. Not even a late afternoon rain shower, or an unruly guest or two could stop that.
 
 
 
ɑɳɠeɭiɕɑ ʝoɲɛʂ ✮ fiɾɛʂʈɑɾ: wedding
Pre-Wedding Stuff
microwavemutant on March 12th, 2011 08:14 am (UTC)
[Where members of the wedding party help with preparations, helping Angie overcome her hangover, etc. & where guests arrive at the church.]
ɑɳɠeɭiɕɑ ʝoɲɛʂ ✮ fiɾɛʂʈɑɾ: seriously?
open to Felicia, Gemma, & other ladies who want to stop in
microwavemutant on March 12th, 2011 11:14 am (UTC)
To say she had a headache was an understatement. For all intents and purposes, Angelica was quite thoroughly hungover. She hadn't gone to All That Jazz thinking she'd end up plastered and passed out drunk, but one round had turned to ten a bit too quickly, and to be honest, she wasn't entirely sure how she even got home.

Regardless, she was now staring into a mirror, still in her pajamas, with only half an hour before the ceremony was to start. The bags under her eyes were larger and darker than she'd ever seen them before, not helped at all by the paleness of the rest of her complexion. She looked awful, and there wasn't much time to transform her into something attractive enough to pull off a wedding gown.

Frantically, she set her mug of black coffee down and started rifling through her make-up bag to start working on that face of hers.
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ɑɳɠeɭiɕɑ ʝoɲɛʂ ✮ fiɾɛʂʈɑɾ: wedding
Ceremony
microwavemutant on March 12th, 2011 08:16 am (UTC)
[This will probably be in fic form as soon as we finish writing the last of it... writing vows is really hard you guys. :>]
ɑɳɠeɭiɕɑ ʝoɲɛʂ ✮ fiɾɛʂʈɑɾ: weddingmicrowavemutant on March 13th, 2011 06:41 am (UTC)
At one thirty-three, the bride started to walk down the aisle. Her first steps were in silence, and those in attendance may have been too busy chattering amongst themselves and breathing in the grandeur of the cathedral to hear the soft clicking of her heeled shoes on the ancient floors below. Moments later, however, the organist's fingers sprang to life and the church was filled with the melodious chords of the processional. At once, all eyes were on Angelica as she slowly and gracefully continued down the aisle. She blushed faintly, lips pursed into a shy smile as she approached the altar and her friends and Pietro.

Her breath caught in her throat as her gaze settled on him, and she literally had to remind herself to breathe, that being nervous and excited and afraid was all par for the course when it came to getting married in front of massive amounts of family and friends. She figured she'd be just as nervous and jittery as she was now if they'd gone with their original plan and eloped instead.

Vaguely, she wondered if there were any telepaths in attendance and what on earth they'd think if they happened to read her mind just then.

The reverend spoke then, reciting the age old lines in a voice loud and clear enough for even those in the last row to hear him. But Angie wasn't listening to him. She was too busy listening to her own blood hammering through her veins, heart pounding so loudly she was sure it would explode. Fear and excitement on her face, she locked eyes with Pietro, trembling slightly as she tried to clear her mind and stay in the moment.

The reverend, apparently oblivious to the bride's trepidations, continued with his reading from John Halcyon Styn.

"The universe gifts us with more blessings than we can ever understand. It is one of the grand ironies of being human: Such big brains, and so little comprehension of the gift of every moment.

But sometimes the universe makes it very easy for us. Sometimes we have experiences that transcend the circumstances of our daily lives and help us feel the gift of existence itself.

… like when the sun sets so beautifully that the world starts and ends in that moment.

… like when we glimpse into a babies eyes and are reminded of a truth we always knew.

… like when a dormant branch buds its perfect green leaves – teaching us its eternal cycle of spring renewal.

… or like when two beautiful, loving souls find one another, let their love blossom, and form a union of their lives.

This love is a gift from the universe. It is a gift to the universe. The universe itself is made warmer and more loving by the path they walk together. We are all blessed to be here, but the gift of this love doesn’t end at these walls or in the memories of the people here. Like that perfect sunset casting brilliant color across the horizon, their loving union casts love across all our lives – reminding us of what this journey is all about."
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Drinking & Cocktails
microwavemutant on March 12th, 2011 08:19 am (UTC)
[And it's on to the Avengers Mansion for drinking and cocktails. The Mansion has been decorated for the occasion, and there's champagne and hard alcohol a-plenty! Here's your chance to propose a toast!]
Bobbi Morse || Mockingbird: you damn well better
A toast! Feel free to chime in!
mockingbirdie on March 13th, 2011 01:21 am (UTC)
Why, yes, it's the moment Pietro has no doubt been dreading: Bobbi's toast to the happy couple! Champagne glass in hand, the grinning blond grabbed the microphone and loudly cleared her throat, waiting for everyone to shut up and listen.

"Ahem. Ahem! Listen up, people! As the closest thing to a best man Pietro has, I feel it's my duty to make a toast to the happy couple!" She pause, giving the bride and groom and thoughtful smile. "But before I do that, I'd like to share a little story, if I could. So sit down, this might take awhile.

"When I first found out Pietro and Angelica were shacked up, I could not believe it! I mean, he was obviously too old for her, and she obviously had no idea the kind of train wreck she was getting herself involved in, you know? But then I saw them together, and I saw how disgustingly cute they were, and how sane and normal he'd suddenly become... and that's when I realized how good she was for him. Why, she'd turned our Quicksilver into someone that could be tolerated in small doses instead of avoided completely! It was a miracle, I tell you!"

She chortled softly, fully appreciating the look of displeasure on Pietro's face. "Y'all remember when we thought we'd turned into vampires? Remember how crazy Pietro went? I know I do! What a time that was, huh? He was so devoted to our little Angie though, wasn't he? Despite the insanity that went along with all of that, it was heartwarming to see a man so consumed by love. And it was even more impressive when you kept in mind that it was Pietro, you know? It's hard to get him to like you. I'm pretty sure he doesn't even like me. But I'm sure he loves you, Angie. And you're very lucky to have someone so devoted to you.

"And you're lucky to have such a nice girl for a wife, Pietro. Angelica is a good woman, and my lord, she looks so pretty today. You better not mess this up, mister. I expect you to stay as adorably, disgustingly in love with each other as you are right now. You two are so damn cute, it's almost painful." At that, she raised her champagne glass, grinning brightly. "Okay, I'm done rambling for now. Let's all drink to Pietro and Angelica and their marriage. Love finds us in the strangest places, at the strangest times. May you two always have happiness and each other through whatever weird crap this place throws your way!"
gdit, Bobbi. B| - oncemercurial on March 13th, 2011 06:28 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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ɑɳɠeɭiɕɑ ʝoɲɛʂ ✮ fiɾɛʂʈɑɾ: wedding
Dinner
microwavemutant on March 12th, 2011 08:32 am (UTC)
[Guests will get some delicious food served up by Sanji, with love! Amongst the offerings are Greek lemon chicken soup, prime rib, and spinach lasagna, each prepared with Sanji's awesome culinary skill!]
Sanji: why yes i'm a cook
meanwhile in the kitchen
notadartboard on March 12th, 2011 05:16 pm (UTC)
Sanji looked slightly out of place among the rest of the kitchen staff, in their white chef's coats, because he was in his black suit and dark blue shirt. Mostly, anyway - while cooking, he had the suitcoat off and his sleeves rolled up, and just a plain apron tied around his waist. He was cooking with enthusiasm, making up for taking last night off maybe, and getting each course out to the servers with unnatural punctuality.
ɑɳɠeɭiɕɑ ʝoɲɛʂ ✮ fiɾɛʂʈɑɾ: wedding
Dancing, Toasts, Drunken Shenanigans, Etc.
microwavemutant on March 12th, 2011 08:35 am (UTC)
[This is your chance to drunkenly take to the dance floor and boogie down forever! Or you could commandeer the microphone and make another toast, or entertain the guests with some hideous speech. Or you could even sing, I don't know. Just have at it!]
Dr. John A. Zoidberg: dancing
Open!
crabulous on March 13th, 2011 03:36 am (UTC)
Having consumed his fill of available foodstuffs, Zoidberg was bloated and ready to dance his indigestion away! Somehow he managed to take over the stereo and put on one of his favorite songs of all time and within a few seconds, he was busting a move!
ɑɳɠeɭiɕɑ ʝoɲɛʂ ✮ fiɾɛʂʈɑɾ: wedding
Cake & Bouquet Toss
microwavemutant on March 12th, 2011 08:39 am (UTC)
[It's time to cut the cake, baked lovingly by Doctor McCoy. It's got cream cheese and chocolate and apricots in it because the bride and groom have interesting taste in cake. Then after that is the bouquet toss, so all you single ladies best be lining up!]
Dr. Henry Phillip McCoy: If you'll direct your attention here...bluepurrymuffin on March 13th, 2011 05:57 am (UTC)
Hank had been antsy for this moment all evening. It certainly wasn't about him, but the spotlight was on him to a degree, and he might as well do his best for the newlyweds. Might as well make something of a performance out of it! So, he straightened the bowtie on his tuxedo and went to work.

He returned to the reception hall with the cake everyone had been waiting for in one hand. The other arm held a table under it, and a cloth for it and a few other accoutrements in the hand. As Angelica and Pietro looked on, he dropped the table and caught it with his foot. Flipping it around like a hacky-sack, he kicked out the legs and knocked it upright.

He dropped the dishes and napkins on a table nearby, then tossed the cake in the air a moment as he flipped onto one hand, but caught it in the other without incident, the spread the tablecloth with his feet, then dropped a decorative bouquet in the corner before tossing the cake again and flipping back to his feet.

After catching it, he laid out the plates, forks, napkins, and a knife to slice it with, then finally set down the cake. Not yet satisfied, he leaped over it to face his 'audience', then took a bow as he presented his handiwork to the wedding party.

"Voila!"
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Miscellany
microwavemutant on March 12th, 2011 08:41 am (UTC)
[This is the part of the log where you do whatever you want. Plan on sneaking away to explore the mansion? Feel the urge to cause a disruption of some kind? Want to help Sanji with the catering? Just want to hang out? Any and all random activities can go here!]
Calvin: read
During the reception, open
more_surreal on March 12th, 2011 09:22 pm (UTC)
One of the reasons Calvin didn't like weddings was that they involved him being crammed into a suit. He knew that Angelica and Pietro had been looking forward to this for a long time and was happy for them, but he didn't care about all this boring mushy stuff. He definitely didn't care about looking nice for the cameras, either. Especially not in an outfit with this tight a collar, and with a fancy noose around his neck to top it off! Who decided straitjackets were high fashion, anyways? He thought as he fidgeted and tugged at his collar, dwarfed by the crowds of mingling grownups around him. It felt like this dumb wedding would go on forever.

The more stifled he felt, the more agitated he got. Was it his imagination, or was the suit getting more and more constricting? Oh no! It was! He could feel the collar getting tighter and tighter on his neck! The tie had a death-grip on his throat! I'm being throttled by my own formal wear! This could be the end!

"Hrrrk! Gaaaak! Ahhhhk!"

Stumbling about the reception theatrically, Calvin's hands flew to his throat as though wrestling with the homicidal garments. He opened his mouth, bulged out his eyes, and stuck out his tongue, gasping desperately as he made a scene struggled heroically for his very life. "Urrrrrrrk!"

At least he wasn't bored anymore.
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tags a whole week late XD - more_surreal on March 26th, 2011 06:10 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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Reception, open but liable to be slow - incywincyhero on March 14th, 2011 03:31 am (UTC) (Expand)
i will be slow also... - mockingbirdie on March 16th, 2011 07:51 am (UTC) (Expand)
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ɑɳɠeɭiɕɑ ʝoɲɛʂ ✮ fiɾɛʂʈɑɾ: wedding
The Aftermath
microwavemutant on March 12th, 2011 08:46 am (UTC)
[It's time to go home now! Angelica and Pietro will be departing for some swanky hotel for sexings before leaving for Istanbul in the morning and Yukina will be house sitting for the week with Calvin. Anyway, this is the part where everyone says goodbye and all that fun stuff! You can wish the bride and groom well, ignore them completely, stumble around drunkenly with the new friends you made at the reception, whatever! Thanks for coming, guys! We hope you had fun!]
ɑɳɠeɭiɕɑ ʝoɲɛʂ ✮ fiɾɛʂʈɑɾ: sup dawg
~
microwavemutant on March 14th, 2011 09:07 am (UTC)
After what seemed like hours and hours of eating and drinking and dancing and merriment, the evening was finally winding down, cue that it was for the bride and groom to depart for their posh hotel room for the night. They had a flight for Istanbul in the morning, and they'd want to be well rested. Amongst other things.

Angelica was fidgeting nervously in her seat, watching guests chat amongst themselves and head back for a second or third helping of cake. Her head was just swimming, she was so overcome and overwhelmed and tired, she wasn't sure she could even coherently think anymore. It was a strange mix of not wanting this day to ever end and wanting to crawl into bed and sleep for the next week and a half. But of course, sleeping through their honeymoon seemed like an entirely awful prospect.

She glanced around the room for Pietro. He'd scarcely left her side since the start of the reception, but after his spat with Mockingbird, he'd seemed anxious for air. Angelica hoped they hadn't gotten into a fight or anything, especially not today, but she wasn't holding her breath. They could be so ridiculous, the both of them. Sighing, she rested her chin in her palms and waited for her husband to reappear.
I hope this is alright. - rossum_ceo on March 15th, 2011 01:00 am (UTC) (Expand)
absolutely oh my :D - microwavemutant on March 16th, 2011 02:02 am (UTC) (Expand)
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