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[revlon]

Who: Peggy Carter (revlon), Steve Rogers (starspangle) & Various
What: The wedding!
When: Dec 1
Where: Thesa Station
Warning(s): N/A

[ To anyone who knows Steve Rogers and Peggy Carter, this wedding has been a long time coming — almost too long. So perhaps it isn't surprising at all that once they finally got engaged, the ceremony fell into place fairly quickly. Neither of them are ones for much fuss so they've decided to have it up on the station so friends and guests can attend no matter where on the island they live. And while the exhibition hall on Thesa isn't the English countryside or a church in New York City, this day is still uniquely theirs and intrinsically tied to the life they've made here.

It's an intimate late afternoon ceremony with wide windows overlooking the vastness of space and its twinkling stars. Steve, in a sharp suit one might recognise from last December's holiday gala, has Bucky Barnes as his best man and Claire Fraser is there for Peggy as matron of honour — the first friend she made in this new world. With so many absent friends, the bride decides to walk herself down the short aisle and the wedding gown is an understated, elegant affair in satin with a touch of beaded lace, expertly tailored by Claire's own hands. When the bride and groom meet, Captain Kirk begins:

"Since the days of the first wooden vessels, all ship's masters have had one happy privilege. That of uniting two people in the bonds of matrimony. And so we are gathered here today with you, Margaret Elizabeth Carter, and you, Steven Grant Rogers, in the sight of your fellows..."

And once they are pronounced Mr and Mrs Rogers, the party can officially begin! There's a hodgepodge dinner buffet courtesy of the mess hall (and cake later, of course) so perhaps you're trying to decide where to start first; or maybe you've forgone the food for the self-service bar with wine, whiskey, and beer. (Champagne for the toast!) If tipple isn't to your tastes, then maybe the dancing is — it isn't big band swing music, but it's close enough, and you're attending the wedding of some golden oldies from the 1940s so there's sure to be someone cutting a rug. Or maybe you're taking a breather from all that and taking in the view of the stars and the planet below.

Whatever your fancy, mingle and enjoy! ]

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bucky barnes | marvel 616 | ota

[deadthenred]

[ The Other Bucky is wearing a simple, dark, suit that would be conservative if he were wearing a tie— he bought it just a few weeks ago, for another occasion, but he's not the type to buy new outfits for every excuse.

He'd thought, once, long ago, that he would get married one day, because long ago that was the sort of thing that a person did. Now he isn't sure that he'll ever make it that far, or stand that still for long. Hell, he is back in this place, where nothing feels permanent. But Natasha taught him that things didn't need to last for them to matter. During the ceremony, he tries to notice every detail, to commit it to memory. Bucky glares at anyone who coughs. ]

// AT THE BAR

[ Like a good percentage of the guests, it isn't long before Bucky turns up at the bar, with his fingers on the whiskey. He's getting a drink for his date, too, so, he is pouring for at least two. If this raises some eyebrows, well, he can raise his too. ]

You want me to pour you one?


// Dancing

[ Bucky isn't usually much of a dancer, not since he was a kid, and so he sets himself up at the corner of the room, watching all the action, and not partaking. But despite his crossed arms, the music's just familiar enough that he taps a foot without realizing. ]

((ooc: feel free to use these prompts or pick a wildcard— he'll be around at the party doing party things, trying to be a person, and eating cake. ))

dancing (but not dancing)

[revlon]

[ She's taking a break from all that dancing, actually. So he's safe from her offering (for now, at any rate). But Peggy has poured herself a glass of water and comes around the edge of the dance floor to stand next to the man holding the wall up and joins him right there. ]

You know, [ she begins after a thoughtful sip, ] it isn't Tommy Dorsey, but it's not half bad. Your foot seems to like it, at least.

dancing, ofc

[redweb]

[Natasha had come with Bucky, on his arm in a navy blue dress that she had picked up just for the occasion. She let herself enjoy the party, talking with friends of a friend, meeting people that she hadn't before. She sips whiskey, straying from his side for a while only to slide back up to him with a hand light on his arm. She's actually enjoying herself, but it's hard not to when Steve looks so damn happy. She's glad for him.

So she lets Bucky stay on the sidelines for a while as she dances by herself. She watches him though- smiling, enjoying the chance to put on a bit of a show. Nothing improper, of course, but she did intend to drag him out onto the dancefloor, and so she puts a touch of temptation into it, even if it's mostly in how she looks at him when she tosses her head.

But then his foot is tapping to the beat of the music and there's a touch of amusement to her voice, almost laughter as she slides up to him. Her hands on his arm as she looks up at him.]

Dance with me.

shots shots shots

[nineteenfortyfive]

Sure. I hope those two aren't just for you, though.

[And look, Claire's got an empty glass just waiting for a refill. She sets it down beside his. From where she was during the ceremony, she knows he has a plus one, so it's just some gentle teasing on her end.]

bar

[ettersberg]

[ nightingale glances at the whiskey in bucky's hand before giving a nod. ]

I would appreciate that.

[ he isn't much of a drinker, but he does enjoy the occasional pint at a pub or a nightcap of good scotch. this isn't neither a pint nor a nightcap, but it's certainly the sort of occasion for a drink, isn't it? ]

ota

[revlon]

[ WHAT IT SAYS ON THE TIN.

If she isn't at Steve's side (their first dance is at eight o'clock on the dot), she's got a platter of hors d'oeuvres and being incredibly ladylike about eating as many as she can before being caught up in conversation — which she will happily do, and likely talk with her mouth full. She could be leaning against the wall and just watching the reception with an impossibly fond smile or, maybe later in the evening, she's ducked out of the exhibition hall to make her way to the stasis chamber. It isn't for any truly maudlin reason, beyond missing the people who could have made this night even better. Perhaps a little toast of champagne in there, too. For the ones who were there for the start of their story but not its happy ending. ]

[redweb]

[Natasha slides up to Peggy later in the night, when she's leaning against the wall. When she seems to have a quiet moment, but not be too adverse to interruptions. Natasha had come on the arm of one James Barnes, in a navy cocktail dress- she likes black, but you don't wear black dresses to weddings.

If Peggy's attentive, she might also notice there's a small giftbox in one of the redhead's hands.]

Congratulations. The ceremony was beautiful.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Claire probably shouldn't say anything about the woman's eating habits, but. But. She's worried for the dress. It's her duty, as matron of honor, to make sure the bride doesn't drop anything on herself in the process of inhaling her food.]

Are we in a hurry?

[smithsonian]

[It's difficult to approach a bride on her wedding day, much less one she's only seen in passing and never really been introduced to. Still, she has a small gift and wants to ensure she gets it, so when she sees the woman is - briefly - alone, she approaches.

Sorry for interrupting snacks.]

Hi, congratulations. I brought-- [It's a bottle of dark alcohol, possibly some version of Nysan whiskey.] For you and Captain Rogers. [Pause.] Congratulations.

[givingback]

[ Bree can't help but wonder how much Peggy already knows about her, but she decides to shove all of that aside for the sake of manners and genuine congratulation. She waits until it looks like the bride might have a free moment to duck in. Her mom is important to Peggy, clearly, so she should properly introduce herself. ]

I just wanted to say congratulations. We haven't had a chance to meet yet, but I'm Brianna. Claire's daughter. [ As if Peggy wouldn't know; she's sure the woman does. ] You look beautiful.

[sweetwater]

[ Cheryl's been waiting for the right moment to introduce herself to Peggy, and it's while she's fixing her lipstick that she glances up and sees that Peggy's taken a moment grab a few snacks. she approaches the other woman. ]

I'm Cheryl, you are looking radiant, and you must tell me what lipstick you're wearing. Red is of course my signature color, but as I'm sure you know there isn't a single Barnaby's to be found here.

a million years late, but i needed to tag you/her at least once

[directives]

[ janeway doesn't know the bride (or the groom) but she puts in an appearance, because she promised kirk that she would. and while it's true that her attendance is, in part, sheer starfleet obligation, she's also here because this is something happy, something good that's happened to two people that's worth celebrating. that's not something you see much of around here — not something she saw much of back on voyager, either. ]

I don't believe we've been properly introduced. [ she holds out a hand. ] Kathryn Janeway, I'm a colleague of Captain Kirk's. Congratulations.

ota

[1701]

[ The gray formal uniform Jim's got on is not an authentic Starfleet product; once asked to perform this service, he scrambled to a professional in Olympia to get it made. Not a perfect replica by far, but it works just fine. As an officiant he's practiced, doing things the way he's familiar with - it's a little corny, but it's tradition, and while it might not be the tradition of all present, it's Earth-related and this patchwork culture is all they've got left.

He's happy and sociable, genuinely delighted for Peggy and Steve, and for an excuse for people to get together and breathe after all that weirdness. A drink or two but nothing crazy, and he'll go ahead and dance if someone's keen, though he's not out there by himself. On his best professional behavior, owing to having a role in the ceremony. In a way it's more relaxing than letting loose - this sort of thing is so specific to his life as an officer, and it's nice to get back to, if only for a little while. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

[There's an unspoken agreement to not mention how a certain Claire Fraser most definitely got a little lost in the woods not terribly long ago. There totally is. Because Claire is not mentioning it, and if Jim does, he's getting ignored.

As it is, Claire joins him soon after the ceremony, drink in hand.]

You did well.

[revlon]

[ Perhaps in a perfect world, Steve would have married her in his dress uniform from the war and it would have been a very fine affair indeed. But so much of tonight fell into place precisely as it was meant to, even if it wasn't what she could have imagined in her wildest dreams (to be married in space!), and Jim was — is — a great part of that. It literally wouldn't have happened without him and she is immensely grateful.

It isn't long after she's had her dance with Steve and a breather at the edge of the room when she approaches him, settling in the empty chair next to him and arranging her skirt just so. ]

Captain, [ she greets with a quirk of red lips. ] Not one for dancing?

[smithsonian]

[At the invitation from Jim, Annie comes. She dresses to not offend and she brings a small gift; she's seen both bride and groom in passing, but met neither. Still, the bottle of what appears to pass as some kind of whiskey-type alcohol is wrapped with a white bow and she leaves it for them at their table.

For the man himself, a small bottle, though with a small red bow of its own. After the ceremony, she waits until he's alone at a table at the edge of the dance floor and approaches with a soft smile. She'd still be stuck who-knows-where without his intervention and her thanks are in that bottle. Holding it out, she sets it down halfway between them as she joins him.]

For you. As a thank you. [Looking around, she makes an observation.] They look really happy.

[ettersberg]

[ it was a beautiful ceremony and nightingale has smiled more than once throughout. he's still wearing a smile now, in addition to a fine three-piece suit, though it is a subtle expression, there in the warmth of his eyes more than anywhere else.

this is a good reminder of the way life can be beautiful, the way it can surprise people, bring them together. ]

Have you officiated often? [ he asks jim while they're on the dance floor, a slower-paced song that allows for conversation. ]

[directives]

Is that what officers from your era call a dress uniform?

[ #judging — but only slightly, mostly teasingly. (all gray, though? yikes.)

as promised, kathryn is here. she even resisted the urge to stand completely on ceremony and show up in uniform herself, but she wasn't the captain on duty here; he was. so while her combadge is still pinned to her chest, she's wearing something much more befitting a wedding. ]

You did a good job. It was a lovely ceremony, and I'm sure the newlyweds appreciate you doing this for them.

ota!!!

[nineteenfortyfive]

[When Claire watched the moon landing, so long ago, she never could have imagined she'd be attending a wedding anywhere but on the earth. An earth, in this case, but Claire swallows down her unease to be so among the stars to truly appreciate the day. Weddings always are a little bittersweet to her, missing her husband as she does, but she's glad. If any two people in this place deserved to be together, to have a ridiculously happy ever after, it's Peggy and Steve.

It's not difficult to find Claire drifting about after the ceremony, some snacks or a glass of whiskey in her hand, and eventually she's found by a window. Though she's more focused on the people in attendance than the beautiful, frightening view, watching with a small smile.

After so long awake in this world, she's allowed to be a little wistful during a wedding when she thinks no one is watching.]

[givingback]

[ Shouldn't be awkward to talk to your own mother probably, but Bree finds herself holding back a little before clearing her throat with a fresh glass of whiskey in hand, holding it out. ]

Thought you might be ready for more.

[ A boozy peace offering, minus one for Bree. ]

You seem...not sad, really. Nostalgic or contemplative. One of the two.

Bucky Barnes | Marvel Cinematic Universe | OTA

[lednikovyy]

Throughout the entire wedding, Bucky is smiling like an idiot and he can't take his eyes off the happy couple. It's silly, because he's lived with them for months now, but he's just so damn proud of Steve and he's so happy for the both of them. They've all lost so much and Bucky figures even if he's never going to get a happy ending like this, it's what he wants for Steve and Peggy. No one deserves it more than they do and he'll fight anyone who says otherwise.

He can't really feel much of the alcohol he's consumed, but he's had enough to bring a little bit of a buzz on and after the ceremony it's easy to find him eating his weight in catered food, knocking back a drink by the bar or stumbling off of the dance floor with whoever he's managed to grab for a dance during the latest song.

There's an optimism to him that's unheard of these days. It's something even Steve hasn't seen since before the War, but he grins at anyone he even half manages to make eye contact with and flirts with anyone who seems half-receptive. This wedding feels like a little piece of home and not what passes for it in 2016.


[ Feel free to handwave dancing, as I'd rather not thread out the actual dance. ]

[sweetwater]

Cheryl's always up for dancing, and so she agrees when Bucky asks her, and then follows him off of it. Hanging out with a little sister type probably completely kills his flirt-game, but she imagines he can put up with it for a little while.

"It's a wonderful party." Cheryl's glad they all have something to celebrate.

[revlon]

[ She comes up behind him — no telling from where, no telling if she's remotely successful on getting the drop on the Winter Soldier, but she's a trained operative in her own right so being sneaky even in a wedding gown may be possible. Whatever the case, she turns up at his elbow and says, quite cheerfully, ]

Going my way, soldier?

bree randall | outlander | ota

[givingback]

[ After everything that happened, the wandering off, Steve convincing her she had a home, people who cared about her, this could be the last place Bree wants to be. But she's happy for him, she's happy to see there's a normalcy to this place.

Mostly Brianna is avoiding Claire even though they arrived together. Mostly because she still feels guilty for causing so much grief. Strife? Trouble. She realizes that for as many people as she's met, she still doesn't know all of these people who seem to know her mother so well.

She's sitting at a table, taking this all in with a glass of whiskey that she's been nursing for a while, not quite shy about introducing herself to anyone but also not sure who knows her because of her mother, or who knows about the very large mistake she made a few weeks ago. ]

[1701]

[ After a dance with someone-or-other, Jim excuses himself to people watch for another little while, heading back to the tables. Which is how he ends up sitting near Bree. ]

Hi, [ he says, offering a hand as well as a friendly smile. ] Jim Kirk. I don't think we've met, officially.

[ He's been social but somewhat restrained, a semi-professional seriousness sticking to him out of respect for the institution, and the fact that he officiated. Still, he's cheerful. ]

the groom | ota

[america]

[ Saying that Steve's never been happier than he is today would be an understatement. It doesn't bear repeating that he's still half-convinced he's dreaming this whole thing up, but there you have it.

He'll be by his wife's (boy, there's a word that feels surreal as hell) side for most of the evening, but if not, Steve can be found snacking on various eats, by the bar for a drink he can't get drunk off of, or hovering around the dance-floor. He'd had his first dance with Peggy and he'd been (surprisingly) coordinated the entire time - he might even be coerced into giving it another go, if asked.

Either way, feel free to greet the groom whose heart is a hundred times lighter than it's ever been. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Hopefully, Steve sees Claire coming, because she's not saying anything until she's captured him in a hug. For once, it's a very happy hug, given out of pure joy. Nothing to be sad about today.]

Congratulations, sweetheart.