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[livejournal.com profile] hero_farmboy and [livejournal.com profile] father_sky mentioned with permission. Everyone else was borrowed without, and the mun hopes they don't kill her.

The wedding ceremony goes off without a hitch.

Aside from the bride's problem with wearing shoes, the grandfather of the bride shooting looks at the groom every few minutes, the mother of the groom excusing herself several times to deal with morning sickness, and the bride's mother stepping in at the last minute to perform matron of honor duties when the maid of honor is called away to deal with an emergency in the Middle East.

In spite of all that, however, Eirene still manages to make it down the short aisle on her grandfather's arm, wearing Martha Kent's wedding dress (and low heels), beaming despite best intentions to remain serene, and she knows the moment she sees Clark that the rest of her life will be fine, because he'll be at her side. Once Ouranos deigns to hand her over, with another one of his famous 'take care of her or I'll end you' looks to his new grandson-in-law.

The vows themselves are short, a simple 'I promise to be faithful, to love you through good or ill, and place your needs above mine' from both parties before the civil minister gestures for the best man (or, in this case, Chloe) to hand over the rings, and Eirene's fingers tremble just briefly when she slides Clark's onto his finger - half expecting claxons to start shrieking at the gravity of the situation.

Eirene doesn't quite process the 'you may now kiss the bride', but apparently Clark does, because suddenly her feet are dangling in the air and his mouth is planting an extremely proprietary kiss on hers. They're now married. She belongs to him, he to her, forever. There are people talking at her, but the goddess can't quite make out the words, being somewhat dazed, though she smiles and hugs everyone who appears in front of her (including one of the hotel staff who wandered a little too close).

So now the wedding party is ensconsed at the restaurant inside their chosen hotel, laughing, chatting, occasionally trying to get the attention of a passing waiter and making merry in general. Tomorrow everyone will return to Kansas, but for the near future the only thing on their minds (hopefully) is having fun.


[ooc notes: Wedding party pups are Ouranos, Themis, Martha, Clark, Eirene, Chloe(s) and Kara. Anyone else may tag in and say hello as well, thread hopping is encouraged, and the post will remain active for one week. Please try not to kill my email :) Any questions, ping Clark-mun at aim Cywyll.]

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Date: 2008-12-28 05:02 am (UTC)
hero_farmboy: (this is not the face of certainty)
From: [personal profile] hero_farmboy
Ahaha. Ha.

"...that's why I'm beyond grateful to have you on my side, so to speak?"

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Date: 2008-12-28 05:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] divinelaw.livejournal.com
The Titan of divine law doesn't have a mischievous bone in her body. No, honestly, she doesn't. Ignore the twinkling eyes.

"My dear, I was on your side the moment she confessed she'd fallen in love with an ordinary farmer and stood up to my ex-husband. That takes a great deal of courage."

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Date: 2008-12-28 05:09 am (UTC)
hero_farmboy: (Default)
From: [personal profile] hero_farmboy
"Yeah, it does. It's easy to see where she gets it from." And as Themis can likely tell these things, she'll know that's not just lip service.

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Date: 2008-12-28 05:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] divinelaw.livejournal.com
The goddess looks touched, despite herself. "Rather observant farmer. Thank you."

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Date: 2008-12-28 05:21 am (UTC)
hero_farmboy: (sneaky smile)
From: [personal profile] hero_farmboy
"You're welcome."
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