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Post by Emily Alchemia on Jul 27, 2006 12:19:33 GMT -5
Emily laughed. "Your hair is fine! Go ahead and make your speech." she said smiling.
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Post by Vincent Corrigan on Jul 27, 2006 21:36:01 GMT -5
"OK, cool," said Vincent. He stood up and tapped on the edge of a wine glass with his fork. "Um, OK, as the Best Man, I just wanted to say a few words about Voltaire and Isabella. Um, when I first met Voltaire, I thought he was the strangest guy I'd ever met. And now that I know him better... well, I still think that." He laughed at his own joke. "Isabella, however, when I first met her, I thought she was the classiest and yet most intimidating woman I'd ever seen. I'm glad to say I was wrong about that... well, about the intimidating part, anyway. But these two would have been the last two people in the world I'd have ever expected to get married. But once you see them together... it makes sense. Voltaire and Isabella light each other up. They just belong together, and their happiness is infectious. I'm happy to say that I've found the same kind of happiness in my own life--" he paused to smile down at Emily-- "and I hope everyone here can one day find it, too." He raised his glass up and clinked it with Emily's. "To true love," he said, smiling. As he took a drink of the champagne, he added. "Oh, and Voltaire, you are one lucky bastard. Don't ever forget that!"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 21:44:15 GMT -5
Voltaire laughed and yelled "I am a lucky bastard!" then he sat back and whispered to Isa "Why i think I'm the equivalent of a rabbits' foot. Care to rub me?" he asked her smiling widely.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 21:54:06 GMT -5
"Mmmmm, would I ever," she murmured, a devilish smile play about her lips. "But again, I think we'd get some funny looks from our guests." She took a sip of sparkling cider, since she couldn't have champagne. "Later, darling." She leaned in and kissed him lightly. "He's wrong, you know. I'm the lucky one. I'm lucky that you saw through the act I'd been putting on for so long that even I believed it was real. If someone had told me six months ago that I'd be married, pregnant, adopting, and deliriously happy, I would have thought they were insane. And I probably would have hexed them, just for good measure. You saw something in me and you wouldn't let me push you away. I'm the lucky one, because you found me."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:02:43 GMT -5
"How about we call it a draw and say we are both lucky. Me with all my charm "he snorted " I hadn't had anyone that loved me, but now i have you." he smiled and scooted his chair closer to hers.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:08:06 GMT -5
"OK, we're both lucky," Isabella said, smiling and running a hand through his hair. "What is this stuff, anyway? It smells like... coconut..."
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:22:24 GMT -5
Voltaire laughed "I have no idea, I borrowed it from Vincent this morning because he said my hair was flat, I was so nervous about today that I took it and used some of it." he said sheepishly. he was embrassed now that they had finally gotten married. "I even forgot my shoes...but that doesn't matter!" he smiled.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:28:33 GMT -5
Isabella laughed. "I think it's adorable that you were nervous. I was a wreck, too, believe me. If not for Emily and Rori and Anna, I'm sure I'd have gone running out to look for you like you did with me. I just wanted to be with you... as much as I'm glad we're officially married, the most important part to me was just being with you. The rest is all just a formality." She smiled and put her hand on his leg.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:34:06 GMT -5
Voltaire felt his blood rush. "I think this is got to be the most wonderful and yet most frustrating event of my life." he said giving her a hot stare
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:39:05 GMT -5
The food was being served, but Isabella didn't care. "I know what you mean," she said. "Maybe we should go cut the cake, and I'll just toss the bouquet to Emily, and then we can get out of here and let everyone else enjoy the party!"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:42:35 GMT -5
"Sounds like the most brilliant of all your evil plots!" he grinned. he stood up and held out a hand to Isa for her to take and toward the cake.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 22:56:08 GMT -5
She laughed and didn't fight him. Instead she followed him over to the cake. Everyone seemed startled and confused by what was going on, but Isabella just held on to him. "So are we going to do that silly thing where we smash the cake in each other's faces, or are we just going to cut a piece and get out of here?" she asked, smiling.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 23:24:56 GMT -5
"Well, i say we cut it, and smash it into our faces. then run like mad out of here, laughing all the way!" he said "should we call for a photo op?" he asked as he picked up the flowered knife.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 23:32:24 GMT -5
"Eh, who needs pictures?" Isabella laughed. "Let's just do it and get out of here! Oh, but wait... the bouquet! Here--" She rushed back to the main table, and tossed the bouquet at Emily. But instead it was caught by Vincent. She shrugged. "Oh, good enough..." She ran back to where Voltaire was standing and took his hand. "OK, let's do this!"
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 23:39:26 GMT -5
"Perfect!" he said and cut the cake into two slices and pulled them out and on little plates "You first my dear and put that cake to her face.
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Post by Isabella Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 23:43:11 GMT -5
She let out a little squeal, then laughed. "Oh, you'll get it for that," she said, wiping bits of frosting from her nose. She picked up the other slice and raised it to his mouth as if to feed it to him, then smashed it against his face, laughing wickedly. Then she kissed him, getting cake all over both of them. When they pulled apart, she seized his hand. "OK, let's get out of here!" she said.
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Post by Voltaire Rothschild on Jul 27, 2006 23:46:46 GMT -5
Voltaire laughed and they both ran out of the ball room, stopping at the door he turned and said *with cake still on his face* "THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE! ENJOY THE CAKE IT'S WONDERFUL AND GOOD BYE!" and he and Isa ran for their chamber.
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Post by Emily Alchemia on Jul 28, 2006 17:34:57 GMT -5
Emily laughed. "Well, that was interesting. By the way, nice bouquet Vincent." she said smiling.
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Post by Natalie St. Clare on Jul 28, 2006 22:38:27 GMT -5
Natalie watched them go, a look of shock on her face. "They... left..." she said, turning to look at Severus. "I didn't think they would leave just like that... Should I try to catch them?"
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Post by Severus Snape on Jul 28, 2006 23:02:17 GMT -5
Severus was still open mouthed in shock at two adults shoving cake at one another. "No!" he said hearing her question. Adults had a funny way of showing affection so it would be better to wait he thought. "We'll wait, We will have to have another opportunity to talk with them." he said finally shaking off the strangness of the moment. They looked so happy, doing the most ridiculous things!
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