Happy at last (Invited Wedding Guests Only)

[vagus32000]

Adam's tux

The woods were nice and cool this evening, the sun just now setting. He looked around the the set up around him. Tall California redwoods surrounded rows of cushioned benches. All of them faced a small stone alter, one of the few signs of Adam's Christian faith. He held religious beliefs to be sure, loving the sinner yet hating the sin being perhaps the one that ruled his life the most, but he never really wore them on his sleeves. He reasoning was that he still had a long way ta go before he was even a half way decent Christian, so in order to prevent himself from staining the image of a true Christian he would keep his mouth shut more or less.

Glancing at his watch he noted the time, just a little longer and that ceremony would begin. Several of the guests had already arrived, most of them being from Adam's pack. Crapgame, looking stunning in a simple black strapless dress, floated around talking to one person then another. The young blondie wolf most likely was talking politics, she was very interested in the renewal of the state's rights movement, but only because it would mean less interference with her illegal gambling operation.

Pulling at his collar for the tenth time he hoped everyone would be here on time. Adam had sent plane tickets to all the guests he thought would need them, first class of course, and limos would meet them at the airports to deliver them to their hotels the day before the wedding. Adam had booked the entire Renaissance Hollywood Hotel & Spa just for his guests, to him it was a point of pride to be able to show that at least one wolf was just as wealthy as vampires. Limos would again pickup his guests and bring them here for the ceremony.

He hoped he could get this right, this was the first time he'd ever seen a wolf wedding, let alone participate in one and he had mixed in a little of the 'normal' wedding stuff ta try and make up for it. He only hoped it would be right, hoped that at the very least Connie would be happy. He could care less if this made him the laughing stock of both races, so long as Connie considered this the happiest day of her life. Adam was prideful but when it came to his bride, no mate he reminded himself causing his wolf to laugh a little and bringing ta stern mental glare from him, Connie's my mate. Adam still was unsure about getting into the whole wolf culture, heck it was only because he was about ta go insane that he had even considered letting his wolf out of it's decade long imprisonment. He still had a tough time forgiving it for the murder of his friends so long ago.

"But that's for another day," Adam whispered to himself. "Today I'm gonna be happy and care free. Today's my wedding day!!" With that he walked over to where Crapgame was speaking to one of the newer members of Blackwell and started mingling. Today was gonna be the happiest day of his life as well.

[Ali Ambrose]

Ali's dress

The light wind ruffled long curly brown hair to a rather short girl walking past the large redwood trees of California. Her eyes were wide and gentle, a dark brown like they should be. The little vampire looked like a fifteen year old child, and slightly out of place with her grace and child like innocence. But Ali wouldnt miss this day for anything. She was going to her 'brothers' wedding. Technically they werent related through blood, but Adam had become a sibling of sorts to her. Like an older brother. And finally he had found love. That was the one thing he deserved more then anything else. And she couldnt think of a more deserving person. Poor Adam had been through hell in the love department. And now finally, he was getting married. Finally going to be happy! That alone was enough to make her own heart soar.

"Stupid thing." She muttered under her breath quietly. She was wearing a white dress that was light and soft and had one major skirt. It billowed out behind her and she wanted to snarl at it. She scooped it up into her hands and kept it close to her legs and let out a gentle sigh. Maybe wearing this dress was a bad idea. Not that she had wanted to wear a dress in the first place. But she figured it would be a nice surprise to Adam if she actually wore something girlish. And the girly factor didnt stop there. She had on some white heels to match, and her hair was curled up nicely. She had taken some time to raid a blood bank so her eyes wouldnt be red, and her skin pale once again instead of ashen gray. She was taking care of herself once more. When the invitation had come in she had been ecstatic. How Adam knew where she was though, was beyond her.

Stephan had chose to stay behind, and even though that saddened her, she wouldnt force him to come. For one thing, she knew he hated dressing up in a tux. Sure he wore fancy clothes all the time, but he would have to be a little more fancy then that. And two, she had heard that Rose might be here. She had run into her cousin once in Italy and so she was hoping Rose was here. Finding out she wasnt dead had been wonderful. But she wasnt so sure Stephan would think so. So Ali was here on her own. And as she drew closer to the front where everyone was gathering she could see Adam in his tux. He looked better then the last time she had seen him. But both of them could have been better the last time. And who wouldnt be happy on their wedding day. She also noticed a few people who she knew from his pack and when she actually arrived in the little area many of them came over and hugged her and greeted her.

But she didnt stay talking long. She hadnt seen her brother in months. And she was eager to go see him. So with a brief nod she went over to where Adam stood. His back was to her and she grinned, folding her arms. "Well I am offended. You dont even come over and say hello to your sister?" She was grinning like a fool though and she knew he would be pleased to see her. And she knew he would also know it was her. Her scent wasnt hard to miss since she was one of the only vampires here at the moment. And she also had a unique voice and manner with which she spoke to him. She was happy and she couldnt wait to see him start his life with his new wife by his side. Finally the Fates had done something right.

[Rose Decumbry]

Damn heels. These were not meant for walking in mud! Hiking conditions! Completely unaccpectable. But she managed. She was still rather short in these heels. Only about 5 even. She looked like something that had stepped out of a fairytale. Like a princess or something. The gray part of her dress made her extremely pale skin pop with a sense of pizzazz. She absent-mindly fixed the flower pin in her dark golden hair. Once again it had been changed. From blonde, to black, to golden. It really was becoming an obsession. Something like an OCD. She took a swiff in, and smelled Ali. Along with Adam's. And a scent that was vaguely new. But defitinely werewolf. Could it be the mysterious woman of Adam? She must have been perfect the way Adam was sometimes. She must mean everything to him. Her 18 karot diamond earings shimmered in the forest, catching her own eye. Since she had managed..to somehow..in some ungodly way managed to control her anger and hunger. Long enough to appear civilized.

To make sure no one else bothered about her. She already had Phoenix and Ali. She didn't need anyone else. Anyone else ending up hurt. She reached to the back of her head, making sure the low bun that skimmed her neck was tight and secure. Giving her the look of a girl who was older than she looked. And in someways she was. 120 years November 5th 1889. She smiled. An old hag. She greeted various guests, mostly werewolf, hiding mutual disgust as she kissed their cheeks and hands. And they did the same. Though it would remain mutual. They wouldn't ruin his big day. Anyone who did..lets say it wouldn't be excactly pleasant. She stood there for awhile playing with the string of pearls on her neck.

Then she followed Ali's scent. To find the two standing there, smiling. Rose walked over briskly, still not measuring up to Ali's height. Sometimes it aggrivated her. Why did she have to be the short one? Oh well. She leaned up, embracing Ali by the arms kissing both her cheeks, then repeating the embrace on Adam. She ended up rubbing the lipstick off of his cheek. "Well. Adam. It's your big day. It feels like it was just yesterday when we met in the park..doesn't it?" She said smiling smally. And she promised herself she wouldn't cry. Bullshit

[xtwinxtragidyx]

The bride was fidgeting, she was standing in front of a full length mirror, she couldn’t keep still. One minute she’d be messing with her dress, tugging it here, shifting it there, then she’d be tucking and un tucking her curled hair from behind her ear. Her face was flushed her cobalt blue eyes wide. She was chattering and worrying over everything from the smallest things to things he didn’t think even mattered. Connor was leaning against the wall watching her, he was dressed in his slacks and shirt, but his tie and suit coat were still missing; his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, enhancing his darker complexion from being in the sun a lot. Right now his twin was going on about how Adam wasn’t going to be happy, that he’d think her shaving habits disgusting. He groaned under his breath “Cemmy..” nothing she didn’t even acknowledge him, “Connie sweetheart” he tried again, still nothing she was spazzing out over her hair growth for goodness sakes! “CONSTANCE!” he barked standing and moving wrapping his little sister in a hug. “No! Connor, the dress! You’ll wrinkle my dress!” she said wiggling out of his lax embrace; he watched her run her hands down her body smoothing the dress making sure there were no wrinkles. “least your not going on about something you can’t change anymore. Ether you have furry legs or you don’t. Adam loves you… not your smooth calves” He barked watching her blush.

Connor didn’t like Adam Vagus. He was a nice guy and probably under different circumstances which didn’t involve his sister, they would have been friends. No, Connor simply didn’t like Adam because he was taking Connie, that and he was a man. Connor knew what went threw men’s minds, he knew how beautiful his sister was and Frankly husband to be or not he didn’t like anyone thinking about her like that. Though he supposed if he were to relent he’d say his sister couldn’t have chosen better. If being the opperative word here. One thing he didn’t like was how quickly all this had happened. Connie had come home from New York sighing and blushing and talking about a buyer who was being very generous. Then she was flying off to hand deliver the paintings… the next thing he knew he was getting a call she was engaged and the wedding would be in two months. He trusted the wolf, he trusted his sister to do the right thing.. he just didn’t like it. Didn’t like seeing the little girl he’d comforted when the nights were long and cold grow up.. didn’t like the fact he couldn’t just pop in and hug her and chat with her anymore. He just didn’t like it.

“Smile please… this is my wedding day your suppose to be happy.. at least for me.” She broke him from his thoughts turning and giving him a soft smile, Nodding he gave her a smile back and kissed her forehead. “You know me I don’t smile much” “That’s the problem… I do know you, and your not happy. Something bothering you” she told him turning back to the mirror. Sighing he dropped his head, “It’s nothing trust me, just a sad older brother” he told her turning and moving to check on his own mate, Mae. See if she was ready or even close to being ready. Then the phone was ringing and he was switching directions grabbing the phone and answering it. “Ladies! The Bride’s Limo has arrived…” Havoc broke out then Connie was running for the bathroom, cursing and trying to pull her self together while crying. “No! I haven’t done my make-up! My hair isn’t finished! It can’t be here yet… oh! We’re gonna be late!” she wailed and he left then. He couldn’t fix this.. she ether was ready or she wasn’t. It wasn’t like they would start without her. What was he suppose to do? Wave his magic wand and make her ready… tell her to be back by the stroke of midnight? He wasn’t a fairy godmother.

[alabaster]

(Posst edited..I didn't read the entire location and was a tad confused, it's all fixed <3 ))

Groan Groan Mumble Mumble.

What exactly was she doing here, in the mountains, at a mans wedding of which she barely knew. His name was Adam right? Yeah that's right, she nodded to herself in approval of her own usually faulty memory. Sure he had been kind enough to allow her into his pack, although he opposed to her eating anyone, he was the only one she knew in this place. As if life wasn't awkward enough. Respecting a member of the packs invitation was the first step in becoming a member she supposed so she would just have to settle for the uncomfortable heels and slight buzzing in her ears from the mosquito who decided she looked as appetizing as the rest of these humans. A few swats of her hand in the air silenced the buzzing creature quickly enough and she offered a dainty smile to no one in particular, simply proud of her small accomplishment; ridding the world of one more buzzing annoyance.

Usually, being in such dressy attire would cause her to fidget uncomfortably, never being fond of these sorts of shindigs, let alone clothing. The only thing that managed to calm her was the light wind that blew ever so softly from the window through her hair and caused her dress to shift to and fro from it's playful pull. There had always been something so rustically calming about being out in the mountains that almost made Ala want to take residence in such a place, almost but not quite. She'd miss the bustling city and the variety of sweets that filled her refrigerator. Well, that and her array of kittens that inhabited her apartment.

As minuscule as she was in her lovely red dress, she had to admit she looked quite dashing in it. That was until she managed to ruin it one way or another, which would probably happen by the time the ceremony was over. Someone would probably have to cover her in bubble wrap in order to keep her from getting dirty. Having found a seat in the lobby of the hotel away from anyone else bustling inside she plopped herself down, pulling her legs up indian style to place them into the chair with her. Honestly she was such a child in behavior and even somewhat in appearance. Being five feet really didn't help her much in that matter either. As if her childish fidgeting hadn't been enough she toyed with the curls at the end of her waist length hair, leaning to watch as it brushed slightly against the floor. The woman at the hair salon said that curls were perfect for a wedding, but she didn't see what was so perfect about burning her lengthy hair with a metal rod into little twists. There really was something to being a girl that Ala truly couldn't understand. Especially these shoes...which were quickly removed from her feet and green eyes stared at them momentarily as they lay along the floor. "They are at least a pretty color, like my dress." The one good thing about the outfit had been that it was one of Ala's favorite colors;red. It reminded her of strawberries.

At the thought of food her stomach growled and she wondered if there was anything she could snack on nearby. Well it was a hotel so they would have to have food somewhere. Much to her dismay she was not in much of a mood for wandering around the hotel. "Hey you!" She called over to one of the attendees behind a desk "Bring me some ice cream...please." She remembered her manners this time, Adam would be proud. And she didn't even snap anyone's neck to get what she wanted, even more progress. For a moment she debated whether she should chase after the man to get him moving quicker, instead she gave him a toothy grin accompanied by a deadly glare; if looks could kill. Then again if she did get blood on her dress at least it would still match. A soft sigh escaped her lightly painted lips and she let her chin drop into her cupped palm. "Bleh...if he doesn't get a move on I'm going to have to ruin my dress by killing him" Patience wasn't particularly her thing.

What was exactly the point of marrying someone, that was what she really wanted explained to her and thoroughly. If something was yours you kept it and didn't let anyone near it. It was such a human thing to do and as far as Alabaster was concerned she was nowhere close to human. Despite her human appearance and adoration for their foods. Her stomach growled again.."Ugh.."

Deciding to move on to her room, she slipped her shoes back on . gathered up the luggage bag she took along with her and slouched her way to her hotel room, yawning and holding her stomach the entire way there. For a few seconds she fumbled with the key but eventually managed to open the door and flop herself in the not so comfortable bed, not caring about the wrinkles that might show up in her dress or the fact that the room door had been left wide open. Lithe fingers raised to a slender neck, shifting the choker that clung around it . Perhaps the man she asked for ice cream would bring it to her here instead. Oh a girl could dream..

[Victor Ambrose]

'Well, I'm here. Fucking directions weren't that helpful. Stupid cop doesn't know his left and right as well he can't count for shit. Take the second right?! It was a third left you dumb ass!'
He sighed and tried to ignore it. Today was his student's day, and he brought him a present. Sure, he only knew him for a couple of weeks, but Adam has made a lot of progress, and this was a step in the right direction. He didn't know the bride very well, but from what Adam had told him, he tried to pick her a suitable gift. Well, Victor went a little over board with his gift. He got them three gifts in total.
'Oh well. Time to make it to the reception area.'
He started walking up the path, backpack on a shoulder, and gift in the other hand. He wasn't going to risk the tuxedo getting dirty before the wedding even started. No way in hell. He paid top money for this suit.
The woods called to him though. It was tranquil. His wolf instincts told him to run. Run till you reach your destination. Feel the wind in your fur. The call was tempting, and he welcomed it. Stepping off the path, he undressed, putting his cloths and gifts in the backpack, and tied it to his back with some rope he always carries around. He left enough space between the rope and his chest so that he doesn't choke himself when he turns.

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The wind was amazing. He ran and ran and ran. Nothing spoke more to him that being in this form. He leaped, ran, jumped onto the tree barks and jumped off of them. He felt so free and alive. It was amazing. When he made it to the top, he ran to the back, where no one would see him.

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Back in human form, he changed back into his informal clothing. He would claim his room key, go shower, shave, and get ready before putting that on. It was the least he could do for his student.

((Sorry it was so short. It's 3:00 AM and I was really low on mental creativity at the moment.))

[vagus32000]

Adam had walked over to some friends and was talking to them when he suddenly heard a familiar voice that he hadn't heard in a long time. Whirling around he saw his sister Ali standing behind him, a big grin on her face. "SIS!!" he cried out wrapping her in a hug and lifting her off her feet. "You're here sis, you're actually here," he said feeling his eyes tear up. "I didn't think you'd get my invitation. Almost gave up hope that you'd be here." He was sorry ta say that that was the truth. He knew that if she got the invitation she'd come, that was a givin. It was getting it to her that he wasn't sure of and that was why he didn't think she'd of come.

At the sound of Rose's voice he set his sis down and smiled at the other vampire. Rose was one he couldn't figure out although he did like her as a friend. It just seemed like lately she'd grown a little cold ta him. Maybe it was just him, he didn't know. Regardless he was still glad she came. "Hey Rose, thanks for coming. How is everything?" He could see more guests coming in now, the limos would of already picked up the ones at the hotel and dropped them off them in the woods by now. As he listened to Rose speak a part of him wondered who Connie was holding up. He hoped everything would please her, would make her happy. That's all tha treally mattered to him, making her happy. This was HER day after all.

[*James Silvius]

James gnashed his teeth impatiently and checked his watch again. Twelve minutes late now, couldn't this limo driver drive any faster? Litte scooted closer to him, James wrapped an arm around her. She may have sensed he was too close to throwing the driver from the limo and taking the wheel himself. And James would, his benevolent nature often erupted into lashing anger. Was it his wolf, some would logically assume? No, his wolf was tucked in the back of his mind. This was all James, anxious that his alter ego would decide to take control again today. James wanted to prevent this from happening, so he thought if he was a little temperamental, the wolf would be appeased and keep himself away today.

"About time," he growled as the limo began slowing. James emerged in the standard black tux. He extended a hand to Litte and helped her out. James brushed a lock of hair behind her ear and pecked her cheek, he whispered, "You look beautiful," then took her arm and made for the canopied area.

There was, as expected, many vamps here. James bit his lip and paused for a second to take in the scent and watch the scene. He waited for the malevolent voice telling him to slay all the vampires, but all was silent. He glanced at Litte and noticed she was waiting with anticipation as well. He gave her explicit instructions to incapacitate him with the sedative prepared beforehand should he go Terminator on the immortal wedding guests. James breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm fine," he murmured and continued toward the party.

James did not remember Adam Vagus. He received a picture from Katra and his background story with the pack, but wasn't informed of any relationship formed personally to him. Unbeknownst to James, Adam had actually extended an invitation into his pack during the war, Adam being a leech-lover himself. Everything ended alright with the war -- in retrospect. The wolves won and James got his vamp girlfriend back. The price? A complete memory wipe because James allowed his wolf to completly take control of him. If Litte hadn't found him, James feared that by this time he would not exist anymore.

Katra called Adam ahead of time to inform him of James's mental state when they received the invitations. She promised Adam was a friend and urged James to go to the wedding. She thought it'd be a good idea to see faces to help James's memory. She was aware of the vamp guests, which was why she gave him a sedative to give to Litte, and kept one with herself. It wouldn't be needed now that James got through the hardest part.

James continued the up hill hike in better spirits. In less than five minutes, the couple was standing amidst the wedding guests. James picked out Adam from the crowd. He and Litte headed over to greet him. "Adam?" James started, to get his attention.

[Ali Ambrose]

Everything seemed so perfect. She could tell that everyone here was happy and they were all mingling pretty well. Vampires and werewolves together and she had to say that was pretty fantastic. She hadnt seen this many werewolves and vampires together in a long time. And the fact that it was her brother figures wedding bringing them all here was another special thing. She would probably always remember Adams happy face as he talked to people. And then of course, she would always remember his huge grin and the tears in his eyes as he noticed her. What she hadnt been expecting, was for him to pick her up and twirl her around, her feet hanging above the ground. She was short on a regular basis and the fact that the very tall Adam had lifted her up and was swinging her around like a tooth pick made her feel even smaller. But she was still so happy. Once he put her back on her feet she smiled up at him and rolled her eyes playfully.

She knew they hadnt talked in a long time. A very long time. More then half a year if she remembered right. And even longer since she had seen him. She truly had missed him. And they would have to catch up later when she could talk with him without all the guests showing up and trying to get a hello in. But she chuckled and nodded. "Of course Im here. I wouldnt miss this day. I would have found out about the wedding some way even without the invitation. Dont have so little faith in me big brother." She told him gently. She then leaned up on her tip toes and gave him a sisterly hug and peck on the cheek. She was truly happy for him and then she heard Rose and she smiled at her friend. But she could tell she was still having some troubles. They had last met up in Italy. That had been interesting. But she loved Rosey dearly and she gave her a gentle hug and then stepped aside so the others could be greeted by the groom.

As she walked to the side though, she noticed another couple walk in. Something about them jogged her memory but she didnt know what. And then she thought a little harder and she remembered. James and Litte. Thats who they were. A werewolf and a vampire together. And they looked happy. Well maybe a little edgy. James seemed to be trying to calm down while Litte seemed to look out of place. Her blue eyes searching everywhere. But she could tell by the way Litte held on to James that they were each others life lines. And the fact that a werewolf that belonged to a pack that killed her kind was with a vampire, was a good sign. Maybe things were changing after all. But she had to wonder...Did her sister know about James and Litte? And if she did, how was she dealing with it. And if she didnt...she hoped her sister never found out.

[Inora Theos]

Inora's Dress



Inora walked slowly through the woods, her open-toed shoes allowing her toes to revel in the feel of the soft ground and the grass. Her nose was spread wide open, smelling the redwoods. The dress she'd picked out for the occasion was perfect for the way she'd been feeling lately. As if two sides of herself were coming out into the open. She'd been battling this since she asked Victor to teach her to fight. It was a side of herself she never wanted to see that came out when she fought.

That's why she'd left, to go out and find again the side of herself that all her friends had fallen in love with. She'd had to use all her knowledge to fight against herself, something she knew Victor probably could never have coached her through. But finally the battle had ended, and the old Inora had won. She was once again the loveable, innocent, vaguely naiive Nora. But she was actually happy about that. She knew that she could be proud to be around her friends, the people like Ali and Adam.

Adam, that's who she'd come to celebrate today. She had heard of his coming wedding when she'd returned to the rest of the world and she knew that even though no invitation was sent, she would be welcomed by her "brother" and mentor. So she'd gone shopping, found the perfect dress and shoe combination and snooped around to find out the location of the wedding.

And now here she was, close enough at this point to smell the unique scents of all the guests. Adam was there, and Ali, and Rosey too. Inora nearly started crying just sensing they were there, she had missed her friends dearly and knew that she probably should have counted on them more during her struggles. However, she also knew that ultimately it was up to her to fight her own battles. She'd always had to lean on everyone else and now she was capable of leaning on no one but herself.

A few more steps brought her into sight of the group of guests gathered, awaiting the start of the ceremony. She didn't know who to seek out first, probably Adam since he was the one who this day was about but he was surrounded by well-wishers and she didn't want to intrude.

Instead, she stepped forward enough that she could see and be seen in turn by any of the guests who chose to look for her. Letting out a deep sigh, Inora leaned back against one of those large redwoods, smiling happily as she observed the happiness of her friends. Gods, but she had missed them all so much. Being back in the world was even better than she'd ever imagined.

[alabaster]

Brilliant green eyes stared motionlessly at the white washed wall across the room as though the plaster would suddenly melt at a new found gift of heat vision. To anyone with the senses of a normal human they would simply assume she had dazed but in reality Alabaster had found herself drowsily drifting into sleep. It was a fact known to few that she slept with her eyes open the majority of the time. This wasn't so much for protection purposes, seeing as she slept like a rock anyway, but it was simply how she had always slept since she was an infant. If someone was to sneak up on her now there would be little if any warning to her, especially with her current lack of sugar; she was living off of the stuff since Adam banned her from eating people. If she was awake she'd be pouting right now at the mere thought.

It was also possible that Ala would've missed the wedding had it not been for a knock on her already open door. It was probably quite a sight to behold with the way she was curled on the bed, hair sprawled across the sheets with her sleek red dress clinging to her dainty form; the definition of innocence....not. A stuttering voice called her name and she shifted slightly in her sleep, more so from her dream of hunting than the voice itself. All of the screaming in the world would not awaken her from her slumber, but the light tap of a hand on her shoulder immediately gained a jolt and a dislocated wrist as she twisted around on the bed and grabbed the mans hand, jerking it in a direction that nobody's wrist was meant to go. The dig on his nails in her hand more so than the scream he released woke Alabaster up and she only stared at the man as he sat on the floor holding his twisted wrist and attempting to not pass out from the pain; what a wuss. Child like she'd rub her eyes and yawn, staring at him drowsily. "Why are you screaming?" She was still quite asleep when she had snapped his wrist and the move was merely reflexive on her part.

"You dislocated my wrist!"

Giving him an odd stare as though he was blatantly fibbing to her Alabaster reached out to grab hold of the mans wrist once more. She paid little mind to his agonizing cries as she examined his dislocated wrist and without another word snapped it back into place. "There, all better!" She smiled wide as though she had honestly just fixed the worlds problems and jumped up form the bed onto her feet. Taking notice of the mans attire she raised a brow "You must be my limo driver! Well let's go. Alabaster doesn't want to be late..oh no I don't." This only gained an odd glare from the man and she couldn't help but lean down to where he was kneeling and giggle softly. "I am very hungry and if you don't hurry I may have to break a few more things. Oki doki?" A light cheer filled the room as the driver nodded and she grabbed hold of her bag, holding it up to her ear to make sure she could still hear the soft breathing of her little stow away kitten inside. She had left the bag open so that it could still get some air, but having had a nearly whole bowl of cream earlier, the poor thing was out like a light.

Quickly making her way to the Limo Ala hopped in swiftly, bouncing slightly on the cushioned seats before rummaging through the little mini bar for anything worth snooping around in. "Hurry up or we're going to be late." HOnestly she couldn't care less if they were late but she just wanted the ride to begin. Rolling down the window, she put both of her hands on the window sill as they pulled off quickly, the man seemingly anxious to get her to where she needed to go.

Honestly it hadn't taken as long as Alabaster had expected, although the ride had awaken the kitten in her travel bag and now she stepped out of the limo, not really taking notice of everyone else already despite being quite aware of both the large vampire presence, there seeing as all she was paying attention to for the moment was nuzzling the kitten in her hands. "You're so cute I could just eat you up! But I won't..because kitties don't taste good..no they don't." Giving a quick wave towards Adam, her eyes canned the area for only a moment. Finding the nearest seat she flopped onto it and pulls her legs into the chair with her, only now remembering she left her shoes in the hotel room, but not seeming to care, even as her waist length hair now brushed against her leaf covered feet.

[Victor Ambrose]

"Not bad."
He stared at himself in the mirror with his Tuxedo on. He normally didn't wear formal, but he had to admit, it looked good. He pulled himself away from his reflection, and walked out the door with key in pocket, and gift bag in hand.
He was happy for his student. This would be a great step in the right direction for him. He heard the stories about the great Constance Matthews. Adam talked about her a lot, and you could see in his eyes that she was the reason for his efforts in life and practically all his actions. Today was a proof to that. He loves her, and now, today, he would celebrate that love with her.
He got to the elevator, pressed the button. Apparently the elevator was already on the floor, so he got in, and pressed the button for the lobby. The elevator went down slowly, playing the soft music that elevators usually play, his thoughts started to concentrate on his own life.
Will he ever be so fortunate to find the one he can call his soul mate? Will he ever be so lucky?
'Who are you kidding Vic.?'
His thoughts broke when the elevator made the ding sound and opened the doors.
'Just put on a smile and try not to ruin the mood.'
Slowly, he stepped out of the elevator, trying to pick up the just recently shattered portions of his mind. He didn't want to ruin his pupils big day.
'If there is a god, you will help me through this!

[*Litte Snow]

Was bolting an option here? Because thats what the little vampire with reddish curls and blue eyes was wondering about. She was terrified to be around so many people and where she might be recognized. And what if she brought more trouble to James? What if James went all berserker on everyone that didnt have a heart beat? She had no fear really for herself. She had been hiding from people that might recognize her for ages now. Long before she was reunited with James. And even that event had her worried. Was he fully healed enough to get out? Would he be okay? Could she stop fussing? But she knew she was only fussing because she cared about him. She also learned that she wasnt a very good hider and or sneaker. For the other day, Katra Maguire, James's pack leader, had caught her going towards James window. That had been one of the scariest moments of her life. Seeing the really tall female glare down at her with hate and a snarl.

But what she hadnt expected was for Katra to suck it up and hand her the dart she had now in her pocket. Kat told her plain and clear, she didnt like her. That one day, she would probably kill her, but for now, she needed her to watch over James. The wedding had been Kats idea. Send James to remember faces, think of names, maybe jog his memory. But now she was wondering, why did Kat trust her so much? Was this a trap and she would end up being killed by someone else? Shaking her head, curls flying into her face, she pushed aside that thought. And she then kept her focus on James. She needed to keep her focus on James. He was antsy as they waited for the limo driver, who she had to agree, was driving a little slow to come and get them. But she kept her cool, and let him storm around a bit. She knew what he was trying to do, so she kept a small distance back. Close enough to help, but far enough to not get in the way.

When they finally arrived at the place where they needed to be for the wedding, she tensed only slightly. The only person who would have possibly been able to tell would have been James. And as he took her hand she smiled up at him, letting him brush the strand of hair back. It was these little moments of theirs that she knew she loved him. That she would do anything for him. Even face the wrath of an Alphess. She looped her arm through his gently and then followed him up the slope to where she could smell all the other people were gathered. Both species intermingled. And there were snarls and no spits of fury. No insults that she could hear. So that was a good sign. But she knew already that she would be clinging to James through this whole thing. And she hoped he wouldnt mind. At time she could be clingy, but this time was for the reason that she was a little scared.

Looking at all the guests, she beamed slightly, glad to be seeing their species mingle gently. And Adam looked happy as can be. Even though she had never met him, she had heard wonderful things about him from everyone else. Her blue eyes darted about the place quickly, taking in everyone and making sure that there wasnt anyone she knew. If there would have been, she would have hid behind James until they passed them. Cowardly as it was, she didnt want to worry about facing up to someone. So lucky for her, there wasnt anyone she knew so far. And she hoped it stayed that way. Litte felt the gentle tug of his arm as James led her and himself over to the groom. She smiled politely and looked at him as he seemed to be happy. And she wondered if one day...maybe this would be her and James. However silly the thought may have been, she couldnt help but sigh slightly and close her eyes to block out the little fantasy she could have made up.