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[shout_geronimo]

Character(s): Eleven, Sexy, open
Content: The Doctor and his TARDIS finally tie the knot.
Setting: Macalania Woods
Time: All day/night!
Warnings: Potential bad guys showing up, but none so far.

He hadn't been to a wedding ever since his own with Elizabeth I, but somehow this was different. Sure, he's liked Good Queen Bess well enough (he thought), even if her imperialist tendencies had troubled him, but he hadn't had much in the way of affection for her. He'd been running at the time, and she'd been nothing more than a convenient excuse to hide. He still felt guilty over it, playing with someone's heart like that - but, well, she had ordered his head off before he'd even done it. But never mind that! There was work to be done.

Since the collapse of the city, he'd busied himself with helping as many people as he could. the citizens would likely never accept an outsider again, but that hardly slowed or stopped him. They were people, and needed help. Now, however, was different. He'd worked all night, getting everything ready - the woods wouldn't need to be decorated; they were lovely enough as it was. But he'd still needed to move around tables and chairs and do all the cooking and baking. Luckily for him, it was hardly the first time. Usually, he only came for the dancing. This time, however, was special. Idris - or Sexy, as he liked to call her - was his TARDIS. And alive. And - really, that made things exceedingly simple, didn't it?

He took a step back to admire his handiwork and wipe the sweat from his brow. Not bad, for having done everything himself. Well, himself and his TARDIS, which had been rather laboriously flown into the woods because there was no way he was going to drag everything there himself, but still. A quick shower and a change of clothes later (tails, this time; there was only ever bad luck in a tux), and he sat back in one of the chairs, whipped out his journal, and began speaking into the device.

Now all he had to do was wait, and he hated waiting, but he'd make an exception for today.

[ooc: This will (mostly) be party-log style. You all know what to do~]

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[scentacrosstime]

Best Man. Why couldn’t the title be Best Man? Or Best Wolf rather? No, it had to be ‘Made of Honor’, because he was to assist the bride. Wolf gave a sigh as he straightened his tie, his tail giving a slight wag as observe all that was around him. It wasn’t often Wolf was invited to a wedding, but he was thankful enough he knew a lot about it anyway. He blamed the fairy tales he’s been exposed to since he was a pup though.

Catching glance Wolf saw Idris in the dress and gave out a sigh. Oh he did a good job, she looked beautiful. He gave a grin toward her, wagging his tail. After all Wolf felt proud of what he accomplished. Nothing felt better than helping bring true love together.

Wolf caught himself, and cleared his throat, as he straightened up. Making sure everything was going according to plan with the wedding. As he took the chance to look around, sniffing around making sure there wasn’t anything that was gonna ruin this.

[vorpalrising]

Alice didn't know either party of what was already looking to be a rather strange wedding, but the invitations had been open and she was rather bored, so why not? She had snuck into one of the shops at night and acquired a green dress, proper enough for the occasion, and she'd left some shiny leaves to pay for it, too, of course. An outcast she might be, but a thief she was not, and she was determined to at least be something of the lady her parents had expected her to be in some respects. But she had also brought her knife, sheathed discreetly at her belt, in case of trouble. One could never be too careful.

Upon seeing the man with a tail, Alice was polite enough to not stare (and besides, she'd seen stranger things in Wonderland), but she did glance a bit at it before turning her attention back to the rather oddly-dressed bride.

[scentacrosstime]

Wolf glanced his attention toward the girl, he tilted his head, giving out a slight, “Awwooo?” The scent was certainly similar to someone he used to know in Paixao, but she was much much younger, plus the scent seemed slighty different, quite different actually. Wolf wondered if she might be related or know the young girl. However he did recognize her from message boards, she shared the same name as well, Alice was it? Wolf scratched his chin slightly before coming over to her out of slight curiosity, “Hello, have we met? My name is Wolf, I’m the … Made of Honor for the bride, so to speak. I prefer a more masculine title, but she insists on that title.”

[halvedhowl]

Blue didn't understand the whole wedding in itself, but she did understand marriage. There had been the old man and his wife early in her life, while she had been growing up and things had been normal and happy before it all went up in flames.

That, and it was something the Doctor had been looking forward to. He was a friend that she had related to when they had both kept losing the people they cared for in the city. He deserved the celebration, and she was going to be there for him, and the woman, too. Blue remembered helping her when the domes fell.

After the domes, Blue hadn't really stuck around for long. She did what she could at the the time to find people in the wreckage. It had been easier to be around the natives in her wolf form; they seemed less angry at her. But even she knew it was time to finally start moving through the floors again, something she hadn't done since the mishap in Halloween Town with those strange shapeshifting Heartless.

So, it had seemed Blue made it to Spira right in time.

It had been awhile since she had seen Wolf. Now, she had realized that she hadn't really caught up with him to be sure he was alright after the domes... Better late than never, right?

Blue was still dressed the same as always. Dressing up was optional, at least. She didn't know what she would have done otherwise.

She approached Wolf with a smile. "Wolf. It's good to see you again. I thought I'd find you here."