lucetilogs | The first step is the one you believe in

Who: Pepper Potts, Tony Stark, and everyone who has gathered there today.
What: A wedding and reception
When: Sept 14, All Day
Where: Cherry Blossom Hill / The Battle Dome
Summary: Pepper and Tony are getting married ~~finally~~ ~~officially~~ finally.
Rating: PG/PG-13 max? There's at least one kid here.
The decorations on the hill are simple ones; they've chosen this spot because it's naturally beautiful without the need for embellishments. Chairs have been set up for the expected guests, with a clear path laid out for the wedding party. And of course up front there is a place for those people to stand, in sight of everyone gathered so Tony won't be able to tell Pepper "I told you so" as color commentary won't be necessary.

After the ceremony everyone will be invited to go to the Battle Dome for the reception. There Tony's programmed an expansive hall with tables and seating enough for everyone. There's also a dance floor, which everyone is encouraged to take advantage of. The atmosphere is warm and vibrant, clearly intended to help all in attendance have a good time. Dinner will be served, and there's an open bar, with rum by request of the officiant.

Just don't get too rowdy, okay kids?

{{ooc: Visual references and details can be found here. Link is very image heavy. There will be separate threads for before the ceremony, during, and the reception.

EDIT: Now with a sign up to catch the bouquet!}}

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[As the woman of the day, Pepper has of course been occupied during nearly every moment of the reception. In turn Pepper is all the more thankful for how Vastra's stepped up, taking charge of those details and allowing Pepper the freedom to spend time with guests and of course, her husband. So when she has a moment, Pepper heads over to the woman, who has kept herself just as busy but with more menial tasks but now seems unoccupied.]

Vastra, I cannot thank you enough. [Pepper beams at the woman; hopefully she won't mind a very happy bride offering a warm hug.]

[Vastra looks a little surprised by it, but she accepts it just as warmly. It isn't a terribly huggy world she comes from, but she likes to think Jenny would be proud of her for helping on someone else's wedding day.]

It's my pleasure dear. You appear to be glowing, so I suppose asking if you are enjoying yourself is redundant?

[To be fair, the spirit of the day has Pepper being more affectionate than she might normally be. But she owes Vastra so much for this, and the woman did it simply to be kind. There aren't enough ways she can thank her, or any of the other people who have made the day possible.]

Maybe a little. [Enjoyment doesn't seem to truly describe what she's feeling, either. But a lack of words won't damper the enduring joy and bliss of the day for her.] I'm glad you're taking a break. Every time I've seen you, you've been bustling about.

Ah, well. [Vastra waves her hand.] The masses have more or less sated their appetites, so plates aren't going empty quite as quickly anymore.

But even when it was busy, I didn't want you to even think about picking up a single plate. So I did have my work cut out for me, perhaps.

[But she hadn't come with a plus-one, so really, keeping busy had been good for her.]

It's definitely effort that's appreciated. You'll have to let me repay you somehow.

Oh no, dear. [She waves her hand again with a soft scoff.] I am happy knowing you are enjoying yourself.

If I had had a large wedding, I wouldn't have wanted to think about these small details. Perhaps this means that should I ever decide to renew my vows, the universe will provide someone to look after these things.

Oh, you're married? [Pepper hadn't realized that until then. Of course, following those thoughts to their logical conclusion is enough to damper her expression.

Vastra is married, and still in love enough to consider renewing vows--but she's come to Pepper's wedding alone. Having someone to attend to the details is a pretty minor thing, when the universe they were trapped in hasn't provided her partner.] Hopefully so.

Yes, I am. [Vastra's voice is, as always, even and strong, but the reminder casts a slight shadow over her eyes for a moment. Just a moment, though, because then Vastra sees that Pepper has come to the same conclusion. Her expression brightens--this isn't a day for all of that.]

I have a few friends, of course, but one of them would rather threaten the guests than serve them. And the other, I would be impressed if he managed to actually look after anything that wasn't covered in knobs and flashing lights.

[It’s impressive how Vastra moves on, leaving Pepper with a stronger respect for the woman. Because of that, she also doesn’t linger with the negative thoughts, instead focusing on the other two she mentions.]

Wow. It sounds like you’ve got a handful with those two. A fighter and a tinkerer; it's almost hard to say which one is worse.

[Coming from the woman who just married a tinkerer of her own.]

Oh the tinkerer. Definitely the tinkerer. [Vastra smiles, knowingly.] The fighter, when he gets out of hand, goes on vacation to Scotland and insults every man he meets in every tavern. It's almost like sending him to boarding school for the week-end.

But you never quite know what will interest the tinkerer next.

Oh, so it’s not just me. [Although the portrait painted of Vastra’s brawler isn’t exactly a good one, Pepper’s very acquainted with the sort of troubles a tinkerer could cause.] Tony’s caused more than his share of trouble when something interests him.

[And tinkering had become an escape in the end. One that almost cost them their relationship.]

Oh no, dear. Fighters are very predictable in their needs, so I suppose they make incredibly stable partners.

But tinkerers, while they do cause their share of problems, never leave you bored. Obviously I don't have to tell you that though, if Tony has already demonstrated as much. [She grins knowingly.] But if you like life to be an adventure, and I'm not sure who wouldn't want excitement in their life, then a tinkerer would guarantee that.

Well. There’s adventure, and then there’s-- [Everything they’d gone through back home. On a day when nothing should dampen her spirits, those memories held that power. For a moment her smile dimmed, the question of just how long Tony could keep himself from tinkering taking shape in her mind.

But no. He’s come so far, and Pepper has decided to trust that. Otherwise this day wouldn’t have happened.] I think I prefer a little control to my chaos.

[Now is probably not the time to point out to Pepper that it was very unlikely that a tinkerer would ever keep 'control' as a foremost tenant in their work. But something is telling her that Pepper knows better than Vastra what she's doing with her life, and to keep her thoughts on the Doctor and his habits to herself.]

Married life does have a tendency to settle the spirit, I have found.

[...a little bit...]

[Vastra could have pointed it out; Pepper in turn would have replied that Tony's failure at control is usually offset by her expertise at it.

Usually being the operative word.]

Really? I'll have to let you know if that's the case with us.

[Maybe. She's not going to hold her breath though.]

The first step is the one you believe in

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