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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! ]

Comments

[nineteenfortyfive]

[An important date to a wedding. Bold.]

How's it going?

[deadthenred]

[ He couldn't really not ask her, could he? ]

Good, I think. She's letting me get her a drink.

[nineteenfortyfive]

Always a good sign. I'm not keeping you, am I?

[deadthenred]

I don't think so. She's dancing. [ And he nods to Natasha, across the room, occupied, a certifiably goofy look on his face. ]

And I haven't gotten to watch her dance in a while.

[nineteenfortyfive]

I hope you're planning on asking her.

[Claire's met Natasha, briefly, at the clinic. But she'll keep that info to herself.]

[deadthenred]

I think she's gonna ask me. [ He raises an eyebrow. It's not the traditional way of doing things. ]

But I think I'll say yes. Are you gonna dance?

[nineteenfortyfive]

[Claire's all for the nontraditional. It makes her smile, but then she quickly shakes her head.]

Probably not, unless I want to work tonight. I'm likely to smash some toes.

[deadthenred]

C'mon. You can't be that bad.

[ He's been to a lot of USO events. He's seen some stuff. ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

I wouldn't bet your limbs on that.

[Oh, she might be exaggerating. Just a little.]

[deadthenred]

I don't need all of those. [ Hell, Bucky's lost an arm already. He grins. ] It might be worth the risk.

[nineteenfortyfive]

You're free to come find me after you've had your fun with your date. Make sure she's sober enough to help you limp home.

[Okay. Now she's just being silly.]

[deadthenred]

She could carry me home after half a bottle of vodka. [ She could probably do it in high heels, too. His smile is something you could sell war bonds to. ] But I appreciate the dedication to a position. You gotta hold the line somewhere, right?

[nineteenfortyfive]

I'm simply being honest.

[To an extent. Still counts.]

But please, don't let me keep you too long.