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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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[world_of_elegance]

A wedding...after all that had happened and likely all that would still occur, for something like this to happen... Urd smiled slightly, making her way to the center of it all. Some might question the necessity of the ceremony, the timing of it all, but the goddess figured if ever there was a time for happiness, it was now. There'd been a sore lack of it lately.

Wearing a slinky, pastel blue dress that -- as per usual Urd style -- revealed more of her bronze skin than was frankly appropriate. She took a brief moment to enjoy the view than set about wondering where the drinks were. Or was it too early for that?

[nonomoribird]

Yorda had not thought to salvage any of the clothing she had acquired during her time here during her escape, and so she'd arrived in her usual white dress, her feet as bare as ever despite the slight chill in the air (and after Ansem, she hadn't wanted to wear shoes again, anyway) and her hair, now grown long save for the fringe around her face, blew around a bit in the gentle breeze. Upon seeing Urd, Yorda broke into a smile - the first one she'd given in quite some time - and moved to greet her.

"Hello, Urd," she said. "How are you?"

[world_of_elegance]

"Hey, kid," Urd said quietly, reaching out to smooth down the girl's hair. "Hmm...as pretty as you usually look, this won't do. It's a special occasion and you need to dress the part." She looped her arm around Yorda's slender shoulders and steered her away from the mingling crowd of people and behind a tree.

"Let's see, what sort of dress should we put you in..." Urd then reached out her hand with a flourish, surrounding Yorda in smoke. The girl was now dressed in a yellow lolita-inspired jumper dress, embroidered with delicate daises. Her long hair was no magically curled slightly and pinned up with real daisies.

"Hm...not sure about yellow. What do you think?"

[nonomoribird]

"What do you mean?" asked Yorda, who had no idea what it meant to dress for the occasion, but Urd was already guiding her away from everyone, and before the girl knew it, her clothes had been changed. She looked down at herself, marveling at how easily Urd could do such things.

"It is very pretty," she decided with a smile. "Thank you."

[world_of_elegance]

Urd smiled slightly, the expression tinged with a bit of sadness, as it usually was these days. "You're welcome." She moved around her to lean against the tree shielding them from the rest of the party, and watching the coming and going of guests. "So I bet this is your first wedding."

[nonomoribird]

Yorda noticed Urd's expression and took her hand, squeezing it gently. "Yes," she replied. "I was not sure what a wedding is, but Sexy explained it to me." She loved seeing new things, and everyone involved had seemed truly happy, so Yorda thought she should go. The trouble wa,s she had no idea as to what a wedding actually entailed.