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gabriel l. corner ([info]coverstory) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2009-12-30 12:18:00


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Entry tags:adelaide jordan, amery wilkes, arcturus macmillan, bertram aubrey, bess fawcett, braith selwyn, cecilia hooke, chester scabior, christopher loftus, donovan rookwood, drystan fawcett, edward pennifold, erin kirke, euan abercrombie, gabriel corner, giada dorny, graeme dorny, grayson wilkes, greta catchlove, group, isobel macmillan, jonas ackerly, kingsley shacklebolt, kobe ackerly, mackenzie goldstein, magnolia mattias, prisca loftus, rafe kirke, rebecca abercrombie, sebastian goldstein, winnifred llewellyn

Corner/Englewood Wedding! For New Year's Eve!
Getting married was absolutely terrifying. No matter how smoothly Gabriel proceeded through the planning, the discussions, and the actual event, he was holding back getting sick the second he could catch a moment to himself. He knew he didn't love Rachel yet, which might be the reason why he was finding himself so nervous as they sat at the head table of their reception, but he did honestly---he did honestly believe that he could fall in love with this woman. She was fiery with a mind of her own, and though some people might be irritated by it, Gabriel actually appreciated the way she took control of things. He had always been a bit of a follower, and it was easy to agree with Rachel because her reasoning simply made sense.

The reception did look fantastic. Gabriel couldn't believe it was all put together within two short months, but then again he was learning that Rachel was a woman who set her goals and refused to leave them unfinished. Maybe he should look at that as a good thing; surely someone who did not want to get married would not have put so much effort into the ceremony? Or she simply wanted to throw the most beautiful wedding of them all, simply because she could. He didn't know, and didn't mind not finding out as long as they remained content with each other.

He did find her very interesting, however, and that was the first thing a Ravenclaw looked for in a spouse. Maybe all of his concerns were for naught, and it was simply wedding day jitters. His parents had been arranged in a similar manner, and they were still quite happily married (and sometimes nauseatingly sweet about it, too). Gabriel turned and smiled at Rachel, pushing his chair out and offering his hand, "Would you like to dance?"

A chorus of glasses clinging supported Gabriel, and he flushed slightly at all the attention that was on them, once again.


ooc: guest list! We did our best, but if we missed someone let us know!



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[info]shelovesyou
2009-12-31 08:32 pm UTC (link)
For the first time in nearly a month she believed the words coming out of her husband's mouth. Other than the sweet compliments she knew he meant, Giada knew that right now he honestly and truly believed that they were going to be all right. This made her chest swell with love and support and pride for her husband, her family. Giada's hands let go of Graeme's to grasp his face and pull him into a sound, adoration-filled kiss.

"I'm sorry I've been in such a mood," she muttered into his mouth, pulling away only slightly, "About babies, about the show, about--everything. We're going to be all right because we want to be, I want us to be better," she sighed and kissed him again, her grip around him tightening.

She couldn't get him close enough. Giada wanted to feel like she would never be more than a breath away from Graeme, and she'd stopped swaying to the music to achieve the hold on him. She felt like she'd just have an epiphany; the war and the world could drive them to madness, but she'd be fine as long as she had Graeme.

"It's December," she said after a few more moments of holding him close. Giada pulled back and smiled, her eyes shining with tears, "Burgers, slushies, boyfriends and engagements...big month for us."

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[info]graeme_cracker
2010-01-01 09:10 am UTC (link)
Feeling her hands slip away from his was a disappointment for merely a moment, because where they went next made up for it. He met her half way, leaning in on his own as a hand slipped behind her neck, his fingers sliding through her hair, the hand other still wrapped around her waist. It still got to him, the way he stomach fluttered whenever they kissed. It had been happening ever since he got up the nerve to kiss her after that horribly amazing play.

When she pulled back, his eyes immediately opened to stare into hers, looking upset to see the tears in her eyes; though he smiled when she finished what she wanted to say. “…don’t forget Jesus, and his amazing falsetto…” He smirked down at her and then leaned forward to give her a brief kiss before he reluctantly parted with her again. “I can’t believe it’s been 3 years...3 years since you walked into that Diner. You were the only good thing that came from working there…” He lifted his hand to brush her hair behind her ear, careful not to ruin it. “…you’re also the best thing that came out of leaving.” It was true, as corny as it sounded.

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