Harlan and Kerri's Wedding/Reception

Rook wrote:Rook looks to Asha

"May I have the rings, please?"

Rook wrote:A red-faced Rook takes the rings and begins the blessing

O merciful Jah, we pray that those who wear these rings, that give and receive them, may be ever faithful to one another, remain in your peace, and live and grow together in your love, under their own vine and fig tree, and seeing their children's children.

AMEN

Rook passes the rings to the Kerri and Harlan

Harlan wrote:Sliding his arm around his wife's waist, Harlan turned to face the applauding and well-wishing crowd. With a huge smile he scanned the pews, nodding to as many as he could make eye contact with. Spotting his sister Anonymoose with a wet face in the first pew, he stifled a chuckle and waved to her. Looking to both sides he could see most of the wedding party seemed to be doing well. Even Aasha who at first seemed so out of her element had settled in quite nicely. Timari was the exception of the group, she just looked red and itchy?

"What an amazing day, my love." He said, leaning in closer to Kerri, his eyes scanning her features and her dress and the aura that seemed to surround her. "Shall we head off to the reception and greet all these fine people?"

Llefelys wrote:Are those??? No...she has got to of...wait....oh yes...they are...Llef thought to himself, watching a few noble ladies move around the large room. His thought ended suddenly when someone tackled him, or tried to anyways. He quickly held his balance and grabbed the person by the arms, feeling something wet all over his outfit. His first thought was that he had been stabbed, but a moment later he realized it was much worse than that...

"What the?! YOU!" He yelled suddenly at Aasha, who had the look of a drunk french woman. Llef frowned as he looked down at his ruined outfit.

"I hate weddings..." He grumbled, still holding on to the woman by her arms.

Llefelys wrote:Still keeping a grip on her arms, Llef couldnt help but chuckle at her reply. He watched her for a moment, trying to read what her true thoughts were, and not what she had said. He glanced up at the dancing couple in the middle of the room, and caught the princess' eyes in their direction. Llef immediately let go of Asha and stopped smiling. His thoughts went back to his outfit.

"And what is this you pour on me?! Is this...if it was french wine I would understand..but still.."He said, still in disbelief at what had just happened. He took off his jacket and set it on a seat nearest them, frowning. The white shirt he was wearing under his jacket was formal enough, and it hadnt gotten stained, but his jacket was ruined, no doubt about that.

"Well the least you can do is help me find something to clean up this mess." He said looking away from Asha, to seem more angry than he was.

Timari wrote:Timari did not know whether Horace understood it all, for with that quirky expression that never left his face, she never knew what to think. But he was Kerri's most trusted butler, so who else to turn to but him. She was just explaining the last part, about the secret weapons and where she had hidden them when she could feel those piercing blue eyes staring at her. With one glance, she scowled and tried to hide... but it seemed Aunt Kerri already noticed her scheming up things.

"Don't tell Kerri, and please do not see me until then."

She quickly stepped away from the butler and tried to past the time. She was ready for a well right conversation with Desi if she was not busy with her guard duties. But with the crowds of people, she could not spot the woman anywhere.

Easily the best woman stuck out like a pink boat in a sea of people. Although she was short and hardly in Timari's eye vision, she started up a ruckus much more than Timari would ever make. For even though Timari was known for her "antics", Aasha made history with the "boobie rings" incident at the ceremony. Of course Timari was not one to 'watch' and argument, so she quickly made herself a presence between Harlan's two groomsmen... err man and woman.

With a wink at the best woman, she then turned to the man in the blue suit and butted into their conversation.

"HOW DARE YOUR SUIT GET IN THE WAY of the sweet sweet sweet Miss? You should watch where you're standing mister. So unsophisticated of a man. You have feet... you should have moved! "

Wolfmist wrote:Wolfmist had finished eating his last grape when he heard the shouts in a huddle nearby the regent. Trouble. His duty here was to guard the regent and so he would. He walked forward and gripped his bow harder, "Excuse me, miss, what seems to be the problem here?"

Timari wrote:It was perfectly innocent and of no harm to get this Leafy man into trouble. After all, he was very much good friends with Harlan, and that meant he probably had a humorous demeanor enough to let things slide. And if he so knew the woman Aasha and could put up with her deals, certainly a small Timari conflict would not be a huge consequence. That the guard appeared in good time, she continued... this time explaining to the guard with that sweet naturally likeable countenance, the misfortunes of poor Miss Aasha and herselfi.

Timari curtsied gracefully just as her aunt, the Princess would. As Aasha walked off muttering about Peas and odd things, Timari only assumed the poor girl was hungry. Good for her, she needed nutrients to get off to that fair height, to one day take on the Leafy man with much more vigilance and scare-factor. If not, she could always freeze him senseless in his boots with a flash of her bosom.

"This man..." Timari said with a certain air in her tone, yet still a soft gentle voice.

"Mr. Unsofa hast offended sweet Miss Aasha terribly... Look there how she walks off in upset moods! It would be best that ye, of good heart and strong countenance, discipline him of manners presentable and behaviors of grace... ere we shall be in conflict again. Please also admonish better wants of fashion for the man, for methinks he is too tight in that suit and cannst move swiftly, even to save his life."

Timari then batted her eyes beautifully before the guard, to finish off her sweet and sugary effect.

Wolfmist wrote:Wolfmist recognised her voice as one of the disturbances earlier and saw through her attempt at flattery quite quickly, and saw that she was up for causing more trouble very shortly, and that there may not be an end to their squabble. He tried to think of a way to settle things, and was relieved when the other woman decided to leave the scene and walk off towards the gift pile... There would be no more trouble from her, he thought, I'll let her go... but in the interests of keeping things in harmony for the sake of the regent and her husband, there really only was one sure-fire way to settle the squabble between these two...

He spoke softly to keep the noise down and to perhaps keep the conversation unnoticed by the Princess, "I'm sorry, madam, we are not in some tavern where brawls are common. I must ask you to take a breather outside. You can come back in once you have calmed down and re-established the decorum that this occasion requires." Wolfmist turned to address Llefelys also, "You too, sir, in the spirit of keeping things smooth and so on." He was speaking to both of them now, "Would you both leave quietly or should I be asking the other guards to assist?"

Harlan wrote:"Yes, my love. All these people...and look at that pile of gifts!" He pointed to the table now overflowing with presents and tilted his head curiously as one seemed to move towards the edge of the table on its own volition. He noticed Aasha walking in that direction after her spirited interaction with Llef and Timari, and watched curiously as one of the guards approached Timari and Llef and seemed to be admonishing them for something.

"Oh look, dear..it appears your niece is stirring up trouble again...and of course Llef is in the middle of it...we should go smooth this over."
Hooking Kerri's arm and leading her to the trio of trouble, they approached and Harlan gave Llef the universal "cut it out" signal.

"Greetings, Wolfmist. What seems to be the problem here? I see you have met my spirited cousin Llef and Kerri's niece Timari. I think they were just about to tell you they will behave themselves and not act like children....weren't you?" He looked back and forth between Timari and Llef with a wink before turning back to Wolfmist. "I think I saw something moving under one of the buffet tables, Wolfmist. Could you go check that out?" he pointed off in the direction of the tables and pulled Kerri a little closer for a hug.

--Pillow wrote:Sniff, get out from under that material. Sniff, nose twitches, ears perk up. Smell the fresh air. Cold, wet, cold on my paws. Ohhhh, stables. Bark at the horses, roll in the hay. Yessss...feels good, scratchy on my fur. Roll more, bark and show my belly. Oh, she's going. Follow. Roll, on all four legs now, run after. Sniff, wag tail. Another building, lots of humans. Tilt head curiously. Not staying outside now. Good, she didn't say stay. Follow, follow her in. Not too close, not under the dress. Dark there, nothing to see. Only one scent there. Need more scents.

Foood. Sniff, sniff more. Eyes roam the room. Sniff, slip between legs, follow the scent...follow...follow. Whats this? Man under the table? Noooo, thats my spot. Humans are messy, humans will drop food. Why is...man is taking food from table. Nudge man with wet nose, sniff. Ewww, fruit...not fruit. Need better food. Hey, get me food too. Tilt head curiously, whine. Food...can't you hear me? I want food. Whine a little more. Not too loud, don't give away position. Nip at cloth on table, nip gently at man's hand. Food...not fruit, real food.

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Timari wrote: Miss Timari Lynn Phoenix, the Princess's niece, the maid of honour was rudely reprimanded in such a way that the guard wanted her kicked out of the premises. Had he not observed the bridal procession, that she was a woman to be respected? Surely she was resident in Ireland now, but she knew England with a full born and bred English heart. This was not the National Guard she remembered of the months long in history. England was her home, was her family and to be treated as such....it was appalling. Okay so sometimes she squabbled with her aunt over sheepy matters, but she still loved her aunt a walloping, and the feeling was certainly mutual between the relations. Otherwise she would not be maid of honour.

With a look of disdain upon the uncouth guard, she spoke...

"Very well. With some unforeseen authority so high that you hath established in yourself, I shall go. Please send the regent my regards and that I am terribly sorry that I shan't sing at her reception as she hath requested with so much fervour..."

But Harlan showed up in the heat of her words, and smoothed things out as they should. (Though I still think Harlan's a weenie for not punching the guard out in my defense ) Okay... so stirring up trouble was perhaps something a maid of honour should not do. So for the sake of Harlan and Kerri, she bowed her head as if in a nod of goodbyes and left the group to wallow in a corner in boredom.

(You are lucky I am feeling nice and didn't kick ya in yer shin wolf! )

Wolfmist wrote:Damn, they noticed... Wolfmist turned to Harlan and bowed on one knee, fist to heart and got back up again. "Yes, I sure they were, my lord." He turned his head and saw something on four paws moving about, eventually coming out and looking at the food on the table with a sad forlorn look.
Wolfmist bowed once more on his feet this time at Harlan and Kerri, and said, "Yes, Sir, it seems a fox has smelled the beef and other delights. I shall investigate."

Away from the huddle Wolfmist picked up the fox carefully from under the table, so as not to let it bite him and looked into its pretty little face. "Well now, aren't you a handsome lad? I suppose you wanted some of this beef here?" He gently held the fox under his arm and got a slice of cooked beef, putting it under the fox's nose. Meanwhile he looked around and wondered how it got in. "I wonder if he's anyone's pet?" He mumbled to no-one in particular...

Harlan wrote:Timari sulked off in apparent reluctant resignation and Harlan addressed Llef. "Dear cousin, did you realize you have spilt something on your fine jacket?" Harlan looked down at the jacket Llef was holding and shook his head. "You should be a bit more careful....wow that is a puffy shirt you've got there!" He smiled at Llef and watched as Wolfmist went critter chasin by the food...uhoh was that Pillow he had now?

Turning his attention back to his bride. He smiled and looked hopefully at her. "Minor disaster averted, shall we get a drink and a bite to eat, love?" He led her along the edge of the vast dance floor towards the head table where they had a seat and were immediately waited upon with glasses of champagne and plates of fruit. Taking his glass of champagne and raising it to touch the lip of hers, he toasted his new wife. "To our love, shall it always be as fulfulling as on this blessed day!" A drink and then a quick kiss as he looked out over the crowd. He spied the Shrewsbury crew at a nearby table, and with champagne glasses in hand, led Kerri over to greet their friends. "Hello everyone. So glad you could make it! Frobenius, Jerri, SirFloyd thanks for coming!" Lastly he walked over to his sister Anonymoose and gave her a hug. "I do believe I saw some watery eyes during the ceremony?" He teased her with a smile. "Now everyone have a grand time, the food shall be brought out shortly, there are drinks at every turn, and there will be dancing and singing for all to enjoy." He nodded appreciatively to his friends and led Kerri back to their table.

--Rocko wrote:Rocko sighed in relief and grinned at his brilliant solution to the problem. He had made sure the fox got blamed for the 'movement under the table' while Rocko himself remained hidden. Whoever it was that found the 'guilty' fox, wasn't too bright if he fell for that.

Amused by the scene, Rocko grabbed another piece of food and continued his little solo picknick under the table.

Llefelys wrote:Llef was quickly overrun with another woman, and then a guard. This is getting out of hand. He thought, but never fear, his cousin and the regent saved him at the last moment. Llef stood silently, watching the interaction between them all. When his cousin gave him the "Cut it out" signal, Llef frowned and shrugged, clearly not knowing how it was any of his fault. Soon however, both the ladies had split, the guard went chasing after a fox, the animal kind that is. Llef thought, trying to hide his grin. The regent and his cousin went off to entertain more guests. Llef slipped his cousin a "Thank you" look, then stocked off after Aasha.

Coming up behind her, saving some poor creature from the prison of a box, he spoke softly, to keep the pesky guard away.

"You seemed to have enjoyed that."

--Pillow wrote:Silly man, still not giving me food. Whine again...foood, its up there, too high to reach. I want food. Tilt head, nip at man's hand. Can't growl, I'll be spotted. Food though, smell the food. Sniff, sniff again. Nose twitches. Inch out from under table, look up at food longingly. Stupid fruit, who wants fruit? Couldn't even lick human hand, just fruit. Sniff...meat...sniff.

Whats this? Oh, wait. Who is picking me up? Not my mistress, hands too big. Should I bite? No, wait...he's not heading to the door. Good human, sniff...meat...sniff. Nose twitching, nuzzle the human chest, grab corner of meat. Chomp, chomp. Wag tail, lick hand. Bark gleefully. Good human. More food? Yummmmm...

--Rocko wrote:Rocko felt a bit bad for blaming the fox. Carefully and quickly he grabbed a piece of meat from the other table and literally dived back under the table. Thank Jah everyone was so distracted by their conversations so they didn't notice it. Rocko broke a tiny piece from the meat and threw it at the feet of the person holding the fox. Rocko knew it was too small and insignificant for the human eye to take notice of. But to a fox it meant a lot more and would get spotted.