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    Post by Antoinette on 2nd March 2020, 8:03 pm

    ANTOINETTE MADELEINE BRADFORD

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    prepare for the teasing that is about to insue
    Madi had found herself in probably one of the strangest situations she had been in to date. She thought she had been going on a normal, everyday job. In fact, she had just recently found out that jobs were a thing for mages. Coming from a rich family, she had never had to work a day in her life. But when she thought of jobs, she never thought it would be like this. At the current moment, her slim body was being fitted to an extravagant, champagne colored wedding dress, and her hair was pulled up in an overly fancy updo. Expensive looking diamond earrings were dangling from her earlobes, and a similar, shiny diamond necklace hung from her neck. It had been a while since she had worn things this nice. If she didn’t have a moral compass, the poor mage probably would have snuck the jewelry in her purse after the job was complete. Jewelry was her guilty pleasure after all. The collection she had in her home world would have had any middle age woman drooling.

    "Miss Antoinette! You look gorgeous! Oh, weddings always make me so emotional!" A chubby young woman bubbled as she entered the fitting room. She pulled a handkerchief out of the pocket of her dress suit, bringing it to her nose and blowing into it loudly. Madi turned to her, smiling sheepishly. "Please, Greta, call me Madi. And you know this is a fake wedding right? I'm not looking to get hitched so soon!" A small, slightly nervous chuckle escaped from her lips as she watched Greta toss the dirty hankie onto a nearby table. "Yes, yes I know, Miss Antoinette! But everything is just so perfect! Oh, I wish I was you! I've always wanted to be a bride!" The woman's chocolaty brown eyes gazed into the distance dreamily as she spoke. Madi rolled her own, golden eyes, not only because of the way she was addressed, again, but because of this woman's fantasized ideals of marriage.

    To the cotton candy haired woman, marriage seemed pretty overrated. How she saw it, people only got married for money or status. Her parents weren't in love with each other. Not in the slightest. It was just advantageous for the two of them to get married, and then have a child to take over after they were gone. Madi didn't even know if she had ever experienced love before. She certainly didn't love her family, that was for sure. "Looks like you're about ready to head out there, Miss! Just need to get that veil on your pretty little head." The woman who was fitting her into her dress spoke now, standing up and moving to the other side of the room. There, on a table, sat the veil that she would wear. It was lovely. Rhinestones littered the fabric, giving it a little bit of shine. It was sure to catch some eyes. Bringing it over, the woman placed it on Madi's head, pinning it in to her hair so that it would not fall off or blow away. Draping it now over her face, the lady smiled. "All done! Are you ready to walk down that isle?" She asked. Madi chuckled almost cockily. "Oh, you know I'm ready. I'm not just going to walk, I'm going to strut down that isle. If I'm going to get fake married, I'm going to make sure all eyes are on me!" Both of the women in the room laughed at her remark, giving the young mage even more of a confidence boost, as if she needed that.

    "Atta girl! Go out there and strut your stuff!" After speaking those last words, Greta rushed out the fitting room door and outside, to where the venue was waiting. Her frantic, emotion filled voice rang out as she spoke to the organ player, alerting him to begin playing. He complied, if only to get the woman to stop blathering. Hearing the familiar, stereotypical music, she sighed, leaving the fitting room and heading towards the door that lead outside. She knew that Percy Dagger, the man that was supposed to be her "groom," was most likely nervous right now. She couldn't say the same for herself, but man, was she going to have fun exploiting his nerves. His reactions were always so dramatic, which just made it even more entertaining. Smirking devilishly, she stepped through the doorway, beginning her trek to the other side of the long, red pathway that was set in front of her.

    If either of their families saw them now, they would both be dead, and that just made it even more exciting.  
    LOST IN A WORLD THAT DOESN'T EXIST.


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    Post by Percy on 5th March 2020, 1:52 am

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    The man helping Perseus Dagger get ready likely had no idea how to read the blank face on the odd-looking fellow before him. He'd have thought the man disassociated from the whole ordeal if not for the attentive hot-and-cold eyes tracking his every move. Rufus would have no idea that the baby boy of the Dagger brood was simultaneous bitterly jealous of and enamored with the magic being used to craft him the perfect outfit. Was such magic strong or useful in any way that Dagger patriarch would be proud of? Probably not, from what Percy observed. If Rufus could have commanded individual threads of fabric then he could see the unusual but favorable results. However, this seemed more like pulling clothing from a closet-like dimension that Rufus's imagination filled with outfits. It was almost like a requip...only completely useless in any situation other than the fashion industry. It miffed him a little that such frivolous magic existed and here he sat with no magic at all.

    After a few snaps of his sassy fingers, Percy's attendant for his event was finally pleased with the suit he'd chosen. The scarred man's skin tingled and itched from the remnants of magic in the fabric before it became just a normal outfit. It was a white jacket and pant paired with a gray vest, black shirt, blue tie, and a pair of white wingtip oxfords. Simple enough. Being rich and from such an affluent family, he'd worn much more elaborate getups in his lifetime. Rufus wheeled a mirror over to get Percy's approval, and once the nod was given, a random lady accosted Percy's head to style his hair. She asked if he wanted makeup for his scar, to which he shook his head. He'd long embraced the imperfection on his face, and besides, Madi had already seen it. What would be the point?

    As the ceremony started and he walked down the aisle lined with strangers, the two-toned young man wondered how in the heck he got roped into this. Oh yeah, because he was bad at saying 'no'. It'd been nerve-wracking enough when Madi had called him up asking him to get fake married, but now that he was standing under the floral arch in a room full of official-sounding wedding organ music, his heart decided it was time to afflict him with tachycardia. The scent of roses was somehow making him dizzy...or was he just dizzy from the nerves. All eyes were on him from now. A hundred strangers anxious to watch him wed the formerly homeless child of his family's nemesis were staring holes in him to the point that he was relieved when the organ suddenly sounded the alarm of the bride's arrival. The relief was short-lived as he suddenly felt the overwhelming urge to start at his feet. This was a bad idea. Terrible. How much force would it take to break that brightly beaming stained-glass window behind the priest? Escape screamed his name, yet he knew it was far too late to back out now. He knew this was all fake, all a simple business demonstration, yet at this moment it felt too real and now he thought he might hurl on his shiny dress shoes. It was as if he was staring down a venomous viper poised to kill him, and in a way, he was. One rogue picture from this event and he was dead meat with his parents. His grandfather would probably have an aneurysm. Oh god, this was a really bad idea.

    The paleness of his total panic had him nearly trembling where he stood, which was quite awkward since he was far from weak looking in appearance. Between the scarred face and the muscles shaping a nice body under the suit, he looked much tougher than his otherwise soft face and expressions allowed. Percy's skin tone was approaching that of his white suit until he finally glanced up at Madi. His mismatched eyes did a quick scan before locking on her golden eyes behind the blingy veil. The color rushed back into his face fast enough to give him a little of a wobble backward, though it was subtle and he caught himself before he could fall or anything else irrecoverably embarrassing. If someone could look like a stutter, Percy had just managed it. He swallowed hard, flustered by how nice she looked. He should have broken the window and ran. In hindsight, it hadn't been too late until just now.

    "Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today..." the officiant began once Madi was standing across from Percy, but the groom couldn't hear it for the heartbeat drumming in his ears. He may have taken her hands in his own slightly shaking ones, but the sheer terror in his eyes made him look more akin to a rabbit in the middle of a hunt than a husband-to-be.

    [817/4000- Outfit activity complete.]


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