¤ α н r ¤ (starcrossed) wrote in valesco,
@ 2008-07-25 22:06:00

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alecto carrow, anneliese jugson, caradoc dearborn, christopher loftus, deidra mckinnon, emmeline vance, juliana travers, juliet nott, mackenzie goldstein, rhys nott, sebastian goldstein, vivica sloan, william jugson

Everyone!
Anneliese Jugson.

Even after she had time to officially get use to her new name, it still made her skin tingle. Anneliese Jugson, Anneliese Jugson--- she was finally married now. There was nothing else in the world that she could possibly focus on, or even think about, beside that this was her perfect wedding and she was now, officially, married to the most wonderful man in the world. Nothing could possibly even begin to bother her, because everything was perfect. Everything from the cake all the way down to their little green favors-- she wouldn't have changed one thing. Their guests were allowed to bring home everything, placeholders, centerpieces-- anything. Of course, that was to happen after she had stated it was alright to do so, and had one of her own to keep, but even then if they went home with nothing it wouldn't bother her that much.

Anneliese sighed happily as she sat, almost in a daze. Her dress still fit beautifully, and now she finally understood why brides were so adamant about no one else wearing white to a wedding; she felt nearly divine at this point.

Oh, she really did love weddings.

No, she really did love her wedding.

And Will, she loved him too.

Blinking herself out of her own haze, Anneliese slowly turned her head to face Will. "I love you," she cooed lowly, fingers reaching to lace with his. She really, honestly did. Anyone that could put up with her hysterical self like he did just days before the wedding most definitely deserved that, at the very least. Anneliese leaned forward to gently press her lips onto his for a few seconds before pulling back to smile.

[OOC] Just so everyone can start a bit earlier! Still meant to occur Saturday night :]

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kiska
2008-07-26 04:27 am UTC (link)

Juliana frowned into her glass of champagne as she leaned back into a chair, the singular occupied around her assigned table. The chair to her left, formerly housing her sorry excuse for a husband, had been vacant now for a half hour in the least---citing some excuse she hadn't cared enough to listen to, Orpheus had taken his leave of the wedding a while back. It was a welcome absence for Juliana, although it would be a lie to say that she hadn't been enjoying the way that he had been so struggling with being visibly pleasant to her.

After Thursday night, the Travers' hadn't spoken, much less been civil towards one another, and none of the anger that either felt after their argument had subsided. In fact, Juliana was certain that the anger would only get worse---that was, once her husband found out just how many important people she'd shared the details of their fight with. By then, however, he wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it.

That thought warmed her in a wicked way, and her lips upturned for a split second as she took a long drink of the alcohol in her glass. Still, though, now that the target of her torment was gone, it had become rather dull around there.

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mythomania
2008-07-26 06:01 am UTC (link)

Christopher was feeling just as dulled as his cousin was. There was really no one of interest to him seated at his own table, so it had only been a matter of time before he got up to look for someone who could begin to hold his interest. Luckily for him, and with a small smile, he recongized a very familiar head of blond hair within a few seconds of getting up.

"Jules," Christopher said in a warm tone as he smoothly slid into the empty chair on her left. Admittedly, he hadn't been keeping in good touch with any of his family memebers (except for Mackenzie's husband; he was always able to find time for one eye on Goldstein) as of lately, but now would be a good time to start.

His eyes wandered for a second, looking for anyone she could have come with. Though, it seemed like Travers had skipped out; how unfortunate. "Here by yourself?" he asked casually, head tipping with seeming interest.

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kiska
2008-07-26 06:23 am UTC (link)

Juliana looked up, a smile slipping onto her face at the sight and voice of her long-lost cousin. Or well, maybe that was a tad dramatic--but with as little as she'd seen of Christopher recently, long-lost was certainly what he felt like. After all, she had always gotten along well with the man, and in a family like hers, anyone whom you could get along with for more than five minutes at a time was a blessing, and one to be missed when they lost contact with their kin.

She set down her champagne glass and reached out to take his hand, giving it a squeeze in 'hello.' "It's lovely to see you, darling," she told him. As Juliana's eyes scanned her cousin's face, it was evident to her that he was just as bored by this function as she was. Good. With agreeable and like-minded company, maybe the night could be salvaged after all.

As Christopher mentioned the absence of her husband, Juliana made a show of grimacing to the thought. Society could never be reminded enough of how she hated Orpheus Travers. "Ah yes, as you can see, The Boy has run off," Juliana said. She let go of his hand to wave it in the air, gesturing towards the door. "He's doing... whatever; I can't be bothered to give a shit."

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mythomania
2008-07-27 12:33 am UTC (link)

"Mmmm," he hummed, nodding slightly in agreement. Yes, of course he knew about Juliana's unfortunate marriage to Travers; nearly everyone did. And, being her family already only let him talk about the topic as freely as he wanted to. Or, just talk about the man because Christopher couldn't stand him to begin with simply because he made his cousin so unlike herself. She was much obviously better off without him.

"Understandably, no one really does when it comes to him." Christopher shrugged nonchalantly, though found the topic interesting at the least. He shifted back in his chair, setting his drink down in front of them on the table. But then, he leaned forward closer to her to speak in a softer tone.

"Jules," Christopher continued suddenly, but easily as if talking about the weather. "If anything comes up where I can help in anyway... concerning your-- husband, you know I will always help." To reinforce the fact, Christopher reached over to gently squeeze her hand as she did his before. And really, he meant anything.

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kiska
2008-07-27 01:20 am UTC (link)

Better off without him---that was one thing that Juliana could agree with anyone on. Even before Thursday evening, it had been obvious that Orpheus and Juliana were no match made in heaven. The Boy was too young, too stupid; and certainly did not have what it took to keep up with his wife. He was somehow oblivious to what marrying a Wilkes woman meant, and the kind of things that union came with; for one, the rule that you let them do whatever they wanted. The idea of just how stupid it had been, hitting her, brought another smile to Juliana's face. She absolutely could not wait until her brothers got a hold of the sorry bastard.

Juliana was taken off guard as Christopher suddenly lowered his voice, but tuned in again quickly to the matter at hand. She squeezed his hand back and smiled, then sighed and shook her head. "Oh, darling," she told him, her tone managing to be more wicked and devious than usual. "I'm afraid that I couldn't ask you to do the sort of things that I need to get through this marriage."

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mythomania
2008-07-27 02:36 am UTC (link)

Christopher leaned back, sitting almost correctly in his chair again. No, he was fairly certain that he could help more than she believed. In various different ways. Most definitely in one more currently than others. He eased back into the chair, letting his shoulders drop slightly to relax.

"No need to ask," he started, reaching for his drink to finish off the last of it before speaking again. Once he finished, Christopher turned to Juliana to look straight at her as he spoke. "I am offering."

It was straight forward enough to be construed any way she wanted to. If at the least, there was nothing wrong with always being a part of the family that cared about her well being and her happiness. He at least owed her that after going in and out of touch so many times.

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kiska
2008-07-27 03:09 am UTC (link)

Juliana arched her brow at her cousin, turning to look at him rather suddenly with her full attention. Her eyes searched his face, trying to gauge whether he was insinuating what she thought he was insinuating, and if he was actually serious or not. This was her cousin, after all, and that made her hesitant--he could very possibly not realize how he sounded.

But no, she thought instantly. The way that Christopher looked straight at her, the way that he spoke... he had to be serious, he had to be thinking the same thing.

Well damn, she didn't give her cousin half as much credit as he deserved, did she?

The side of her lips twitched upwards just slightly, still a bit uncertainly. To play it safe, she had probably better test the waters first. "Are you offering right here, right now?" she asked. "I could use a little distraction from this riveting affair."

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mythomania
2008-07-29 03:41 am UTC (link)

A polite smile broke out on his face. Ah, she did understand now; how annoying would that be to have to spell this out for her. Not that he expected he had to, Juliana had always been a smart girl. But if there wasn't one thing Christopher loved to do, it was subtly imply things without stating them at all. In the beginning, it had been just a game-- but now, it was almost like a hobby.

"If that is what you want," he shrugged slightly, placing the glass lightly back on the table. Christopher glanced behind him, catching a glimsp of a few people. "Then yes." It wasn't like they were going to miss anything here. Though, it was upsetting he wouldn't be able to try to walk over to his sister and her husband any longer; she really had improved her weaving skills.

His smile hooked as he looked back at Juliana, amused. "Oh yes, riveting." He really was going to regret leaving this event, honestly. Smoothly, Christopher stood up, brushing off his dress robes in the process.

"Are we ready then?" he asked, holding out a hand for her.

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kiska
2008-07-30 01:27 am UTC (link)

"What I want?" Juliana asked. "Right about now, I'd say it's what I need, darling." Anything to get out of this place and away from this wedding. It wasn't as if Juliana bid the Jugson couple any ill will--on the contrary, it was good to see that they seemed to be so very in love with each other. But well, as all of society knew, she had never been one much for weddings, nor had had much luck where they were concerned.

She slipped her hand into Christopher's and stood up from her chair. With her free hand, she smoothed out her dress, as if it was going to make any difference ten minutes from now. "More than ready."

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