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RachieRu · 06-22-2012, 05:25 PM

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Wes felt reassured by the hand squeeze and realized his shoulders were slowly relaxing and his hearing was coming back. Just in time, too, as the priest apparently was giving his shoulder a gentle poke.

N'aww wouldja lookit that. The groom was so in love with the bride that he wasn't even aware Nuptschallz was talking to him.

"Ahem. Weswey. Do you take dis woman, Isowel Mawia, to we your wawfully wedded wife? To have and to howld fwom dis day foward, for bedder or for worse, for wicher or for poorwer, in swickness and in healf, as wong as you both shall wive?"

Wes shook himself and gave both of Isobel's hands a squeeze back. "I do."

The priest smiled proudly and turned to the bride. Very good, very good. No objections so far, even.

"Isobel, do you take dis man, Franklin Wesley, to we your wawfully wedded hwusband? To have and to howld fwom dis day foward, for bedder or for worse, for wicher or for poorwer, in swickness and in healf, as wong as you both shall wive?"

Was Wesley okay? He kind of looked a bit of it. Hmm. He wasn't going to like faint was he? Because that was going to be a bit awkward. Funny, but awkward. Isobel didn't exactly want him to be all fainty on their wedding day. Oh. The priest was poking him now, and he seemed to be more aware of what was going on. Good. Because this was the important bit now. The bit where they would finally get joined together. Forever. Wow. That seemed like quite a long time now she was thinking about it. Not that she was hesitating though. Not at all. There was nobody she'd want to spend it with other than Wesley.

Wow. This priest had such an awful accent. Since when was she called Isowel? Anybody who said it was definetly going to get hexed. Not that she could kind of reach her wand. Silly poofy dress. One disadvantage of it really. But she pretty sure Wesley would hex people for her. Or you know. Go find her wand. Oh. Vows. And aww. Wes had said I do. Not that Isobel had ever thought he wouldn't. But. It was cute.

Now it was her turn. Isobel had kind of tuned out everyone else. Even the annoying priest and was just smiling up at Wesley lovingly. She was tuning them out so much that she almost missed when it was time to speak. Ooh. Her turn. "I do."

06-22-2012, 05:25 PM	#79 (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 BanaBatGirl Wes felt reassured by the hand squeeze and realized his shoulders were slowly relaxing and his hearing was coming back. Just in time, too, as the priest apparently was giving his shoulder a gentle poke. N'aww wouldja lookit that. The groom was so in love with the bride that he wasn't even aware Nuptschallz was talking to him. "Ahem. Weswey. Do you take dis woman, Isowel Mawia, to we your wawfully wedded wife? To have and to howld fwom dis day foward, for bedder or for worse, for wicher or for poorwer, in swickness and in healf, as wong as you both shall wive?" Wes shook himself and gave both of Isobel's hands a squeeze back. "I do." The priest smiled proudly and turned to the bride. Very good, very good. No objections so far, even. "Isobel, do you take dis man, Franklin Wesley, to we your wawfully wedded hwusband? To have and to howld fwom dis day foward, for bedder or for worse, for wicher or for poorwer, in swickness and in healf, as wong as you both shall wive?" Was Wesley okay? He kind of looked a bit of it. Hmm. He wasn't going to like faint was he? Because that was going to be a bit awkward. Funny, but awkward. Isobel didn't exactly want him to be all fainty on their wedding day. Oh. The priest was poking him now, and he seemed to be more aware of what was going on. Good. Because this was the important bit now. The bit where they would finally get joined together. Forever. Wow. That seemed like quite a long time now she was thinking about it. Not that she was hesitating though. Not at all. There was nobody she'd want to spend it with other than Wesley. Wow. This priest had such an awful accent. Since when was she called Isowel? Anybody who said it was definetly going to get hexed. Not that she could kind of reach her wand. Silly poofy dress. One disadvantage of it really. But she pretty sure Wesley would hex people for her. Or you know. Go find her wand. Oh. Vows. And aww. Wes had said I do. Not that Isobel had ever thought he wouldn't. But. It was cute. Now it was her turn. Isobel had kind of tuned out everyone else. Even the annoying priest and was just smiling up at Wesley lovingly. She was tuning them out so much that she almost missed when it was time to speak. Ooh. Her turn. "I do." __________________ 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