Private Beach, Neptune, California, Sunset on Saturday, 8/16

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Nobody much cares where you sit, since it's not like there's a bride's side, or like Xander and Bridge don't share all the same friends, but the green fabric deck chairs are separated by a white runner anyway.

Lit on either side by softly-muted glow-balls, it leads down to a chupah that's -- contain your shock -- just as green.

In fact, it looks pretty much like this:




Welcome to the Carson-Harris wedding.

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[OOC: Up supersuper early so guests and wedding party members can SP and I can craaaaaaaaash. Ceremony will be added in later in the day, and the inevitable followup post will follow. As they do.]

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[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy smirked. "I know."

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[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"And so do you," she teased.

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[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Why? I like being first choice," he argued.

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[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly rolled her eyes. "You also like whining."

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[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy paused and stared at her. "See if I dance with you later."

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[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She laughed and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek. "I hope you do."

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[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Trying to buy my goodwill with kisses?" he asked, trying to stay grumpy.