I am the man who would fight for your honor

[etcircenses]

Who| Albert, Jet, their friends, all the Tributes, stylists, mentors, etc.
What| Albert & Jet get married!
Where| The Tiberius Ainsworth Memorial Atrium
When| Saturday, October 25th
Warnings/Notes| N/A?

With the change of the seasons, the sun seems to set at an earlier hour everyday. As such, by the time four o'clock rolls around, the sky over the mountains has taken on a deep orange hue. The evening is cloudless and promises a beautiful starry night for whoever is bold enough to stay up late enough to see it. It is truly a splendid evening, the perfect day for the joining of two hearts.



The atrium was decorated in black, silver, and gold color schemes, with tasteful bursts of metallic and random abundances of orchids in vibrant, tropical hues. The attendees were led to seats on either side of the aisle and the numerous media figures prepped themselves at the back of the atrium. A beautiful melody played and the members of the wedding party walked down the aisle.



Once the ceremony was finished and the officiant pronounced Albert & Jet legally married, the guests were instructed to throw confetti and disperse into the reception area.



The cameras are rolling, the music is playing, and it's time to kick back and celebrate. As a wedding gift, the Capitol has lifted the curfew for the night, so feel free to dance the night away!

Comments

cries that's beautiful

[aboveangrybees]

Steve does give an abashed smile at her once over and compliment. Before he might have squirmed, but with the level of attention he gets here, he's slowly adjusting to it. A surprise benefit, though, he'll never truly get used to the attention his looks get.

He gives a huffed laugh and looks down at his feet, before looking up at her again.

"I'm flattered, Miss Romanoff, you're quite the vision of beauty tonight," he holds out his hand for her to take so he can give it a kiss as he bows in greeting. "Here for the food and dancing?" He doesn't imagine she knows the couple well enough to come for the wedding.

[atoner]

He kisses her hand and he bows and Natasha is reminded yet again how much of a man out of time he is. Because she's pretty sure manners like those were lost sometime in the decades that he was frozen through. And it really is a shame that he's rejected all of her set-ups, because there are probably a lot of girls out there that would swoon at his feet. Not that she's one of them, but she's capable of recognizing it.

Steve bows, and Nat replies with a graceful sweep of her skirt because it amuses her. "I couldn't pass up a chance to ask you for a dance," she tells him, nodding over to the floor where people are already beginning. "C'mon."

She's not taking no for an answer.

[aboveangrybees]

There's something about dancing that catches him every time and he's fully aware of why. How could it not when it makes his heart clench as it reminds him of looking into Peggy's brown eyes after their first and last kiss or the way her voice was shattering over the radio as they planned a date he'd never make. Of failing Peggy in the arena and how she wasn't revived to punish him.

Yet, he knows he can't refuse Natasha and part of him doesn't want to, especially the part that belongs to Peggy that tells him she wouldn't want him to stay frozen in memories and broken promises. She moved on and so should he.

So, after a long moment where it almost seems he might try to refuse, he gives her a small grin. "Go easy on me, never really learned how."

Bucky trying to show him when they were teens, then Steve having an asthma attack doesn't really count.

[atoner]

It's a sign of triumph that she actually manages to get Steve on the dance floor. Natasha will put it down as one of her crowning achievements. She'll take the lead here, manipulating his hands so that one rests at her waist, taking the other in her own.

"I'm a great teacher," she tells him with a grin that mirrors his own, going through slow but graceful steps. Showing him how without pointing it out verbally. "You're gonna be a natural, promise."