SnitchSeeker.com - View Single Post

RachieRu · 06-19-2012, 06:39 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Nordic Witch

Natasha was sitting on a couch in the bride suite, watching her sister prance around the room looking at her reflection in the mirror for like the 1000th time. "Iz, can you stop asking me that over and over again? You look stunning and if Wesley doesn't think so or anyone else for that matter I can hex them for you." To show that she meant it, Tasha fished up her wand from somewhere inside her dress and waved it in front of her sister.

Shifting her position on the couch with care not to wrinkle her dress too much Tasha commanded as she looked up at her sister. "Stop worrying Iz. You love Wesley and he loves you." She knew her sister too well. The constant question of wether she looked good was just a way of masking her nervousness about the whole thing.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Tegz

"You look horrible, as usual, Isobel." Althea of course didn't have a hair out of place herself, and really, Isobel looked perfect, every bit the ideal bride, but she was being ridiculous. There was no chance that the man would change his mind now, not unless he fancied the idea of being drawn and quartered and Althea could think of at least three people off hand who would willingly do exactly that, and likely there were more.

"But I wouldn't worry. I don't think he'll be escaping any time soon, not with all those other Law Enforcement types out there. They'll all just grunt at each other and drink firewhiskey until there's nothing else left to do but marry you. You'll be fine. You'll both be even more happy than you already are."

A different approach from Tasha perhaps, but honestly, Isobel needed to lighten up and enjoy herself. She looked perfect.

Maybe asking Tasha hadn't been the best of the ideas. Of course her sister would tell her that she looked okay. Actually Isobel figured that all of her bridesmaids would tell that she looked okay. They really wouldn't be doing their job well if they weren't. Iz just laughed at her sister's idea of hexing people. "I think I will hex them if they don't agree..." Because although yes she was in her wedding dress....she still had her wand holstered. Of course. All those years as an auror hadn't left her without some instincts. Not that she thought they were going to get attacked, but she wanted to be prepared just in case.

Isobel laughed, turning to face the woman that she considered one of her best friends. "You make it seem like marrying me is going to be a chore Althea." She grinned at her friend. Of course Isobel wasn't offended by Thea's words. The women just got each other, and their friendship worked well. Thea's words were true though. Isobel knew that marrying Wes was going to make her happier than she was now, not that she thought she could actually be happier. But...it was going to be nice, and she was looking forward to it.

Isobel looked at the three of her bridesmaids. "You all look good too you know..." She then smirked. Oh yes. She had taste.

06-19-2012, 06:39 PM	#18 (permalink)
RachieRu DoM & DMLE Thestral Join Date: Jul 2006 Location: The Wall Posts: 80,705 Hogwarts RPG Name: Narcissa Hensley Gryffindor Third Year x6 x4	Vanessa the Snot Girl l Rachels Rule \| rock,tumble,&roll ❆ adorable coffee bean Quote: Originally Posted by Nordic Witch Natasha was sitting on a couch in the bride suite, watching her sister prance around the room looking at her reflection in the mirror for like the 1000th time. "Iz, can you stop asking me that over and over again? You look stunning and if Wesley doesn't think so or anyone else for that matter I can hex them for you." To show that she meant it, Tasha fished up her wand from somewhere inside her dress and waved it in front of her sister. Shifting her position on the couch with care not to wrinkle her dress too much Tasha commanded as she looked up at her sister. "Stop worrying Iz. You love Wesley and he loves you." She knew her sister too well. The constant question of wether she looked good was just a way of masking her nervousness about the whole thing. Quote: Originally Posted by Tegz "You look horrible, as usual, Isobel." Althea of course didn't have a hair out of place herself, and really, Isobel looked perfect, every bit the ideal bride, but she was being ridiculous. There was no chance that the man would change his mind now, not unless he fancied the idea of being drawn and quartered and Althea could think of at least three people off hand who would willingly do exactly that, and likely there were more. "But I wouldn't worry. I don't think he'll be escaping any time soon, not with all those other Law Enforcement types out there. They'll all just grunt at each other and drink firewhiskey until there's nothing else left to do but marry you. You'll be fine. You'll both be even more happy than you already are." A different approach from Tasha perhaps, but honestly, Isobel needed to lighten up and enjoy herself. She looked perfect. Maybe asking Tasha hadn't been the best of the ideas. Of course her sister would tell her that she looked okay. Actually Isobel figured that all of her bridesmaids would tell that she looked okay. They really wouldn't be doing their job well if they weren't. Iz just laughed at her sister's idea of hexing people. "I think I will hex them if they don't agree..." Because although yes she was in her wedding dress....she still had her wand holstered. Of course. All those years as an auror hadn't left her without some instincts. Not that she thought they were going to get attacked, but she wanted to be prepared just in case. Isobel laughed, turning to face the woman that she considered one of her best friends. "You make it seem like marrying me is going to be a chore Althea." She grinned at her friend. Of course Isobel wasn't offended by Thea's words. The women just got each other, and their friendship worked well. Thea's words were true though. Isobel knew that marrying Wes was going to make her happier than she was now, not that she thought she could actually be happier. But...it was going to be nice, and she was looking forward to it. Isobel looked at the three of her bridesmaids. "You all look good too you know..." She then smirked. Oh yes. She had taste. __________________ It's the end of the show. Of the historemix. We switched up the flow. And we changed the prefix But we want to say. Before we drop the curtain. Nothing is for sure. Nothing is for certain