here comes the bride, (Macon, Misty, ? ?)

[Bailee]

Bai stepped back with Mari as Chris opened a rift to the spa...She watched, still amazed at the power of those rifts and the way they cut through distance.

Chris smiled as he met Tiffi's eyes. "You look amazing." He gave Rhys a wink as he held the rift for them all, delivering them outside the spa.

Before he stepped through, Caryn kissed Chris. She wasn't attending, due to the daylight thing and all but she wanted to send them off. "Give my love to Misty," she said before they went through...

"Kathryn wanted to come, but was feeling sick." Chris stated, which brought a smirk from Bailee. He gave her a "what?" look and she just smiled innocently.

"Alright, we'll meet you in the courthouse," Chris said, leading his younger daughters and Miguel in that direction. Rhys could join them or Tiffi, as he saw fit..

A few moments later he delivered Miguel to Macon, as promised. "Caryn did what she could with his hair.." It turned out alright, he thought..The bath had helped, it seems. Manuela had made sure of it.

[Rhys]

Rhys was much happier just being at the Rose and his discomfort was seen by the arch of his brow and slight roll of his eyes when Chris looked at him.

The things one did for family.  Though it was true he could take off with Chris; there was something entirely appropriate about his being surrounded by beautiful women.  He did have an image to protect and gave a dissuading shake of his hands and slight shake of his head to indicate he'd stay with Red even saying it. "I'll just stay with Red and Misty.."


Macon looked up with relief when Chris arrived with Miguel.  He noted the red rubbing and figured Manuela had made sure he was thoroughly bathed. "Yes, .thank her for me."  before he had the tailor hustle Miguel into the dressing room while he pulled on his suit jacket.  "What do you think?" of the bespoke suit made in less time than it took to buy one of the rack at Macys.

[Red]

Tiffany knew Rhys was uncomfortable and he did this for her and Misty, she would have been ok if he stayed at the Rose, but she was happy that he came. She knew Misty would be happy too.

At Chris' words, she chuckles, "Aren't I always?" another grin, then a "Thank you." for the compliment. Her hand squeezing Rhys'.

As they stepped through, she nods at Chris, "We will be along shortly." grinning, "Likely respectfully late." another soft laugh before her and Rhys entered the spa. The woman ushered them into a private room with a  few seats, some beer and wine.


"She will be out shortly." There was another door and behind it they could hear someone speaking spanish, well two people speaking spanish excitedly.. one of them being Misty. A few moments later the older lady came out, beaming


"Oh You are going to love this! She is beautiful! But even more so now!"


Misty slips her shoes on as she stepped out as the woman opened the door even more. "Hi Momma, Rhys."


Tiffany rushing over to hug her gently, "Oh you look gorgeous honey!" standing back to look her over, "I love the dress." she grins, "I might have to borrow it one day." grinning back to Rhys.

Misty hugs Tiffany back, "Thank you so much." she smiles to Rhys, "And thank you so much for coming. I'm so glad you are here." she was genuine and honest in her words as she hugs him tightly, taking a breath as the older woman confidently announces that her work here is done, giving Misty a hug and lightly kissing each cheek before she leaves the three of them alone.


"Ok.. I am ready!" hands smoothing down her dress a little, butterflies flittering in her stomach.

The woman from the spa, "I'll have the rest of your things sent to your hotel."

Misty's eyes brighten, "Thank you."

Hooking her arm with Tiffany's, then offering the other one to Rhys' as her mother holds her clutch purse for her, "Shall we?"

[Christopher]

Bailee settled into a row of seats with Kit, keeping Mari in her lap though with a seat between her and Kit, in case Mari needed it. The sister coalition simply waited here.

Chris had stepped to the back room with Miguel, helping him change though Miguel would want to do most of it himself. Chris was mainly there to make sure he put everything on in the correct order and got the tie fixed.

He looked to Macon at his request, giving a nod of approval. "Very distinguished."

He really wasn't sure what to make of all of this, but Macon did seem genuinely in love with Misty and made her happy, so that was what mattered...

[Macon]

Miguel was filled with excitement and did fidget around like a monkey.    Though he didn't climb up the walls or on anyone, it was clear his energy was building up.

Kit sat placidly next to Bai as her sister held the baby (toddler?)  Though her eyes took in the various racks of fabric and samples that stood on wooden models by the windows, she kept pretty silent as she pondered. Could she get him to make a suit for her?  She did like a blue which had caught her eye.

Macon shrugged his shoulders in his jacket and took a breath once he was given the ok by Chris before kneeling down to adjust Miguels's tie.  "Ready for this?"

"Yes, maybe.  why?"  Miguel didn't understand the fuss about getting married. After all, Misty spent a lot of time with them and always watched over him when Macon was gone on business.  Why did it need to change?

"Because if something happens to me, I wan't Misty to be able to take care of you for always."

"oh.  Alright."  Miguel was ok with that.

Again Macon took a breath. "alright.  Let's get hoofing. We've three blocks to walk."   Though it wasn't a great distance, NYC blocks tended to be ....long.

[Misty]

They didn't have quite 3 blocks to walk, but she made sure they were inside before Macon and the gang arrived. They took her and Tiffany to a separate room to wait for them to arrive. She wanted Daddy to walk down the aisle so to speak. Well it would be out of one room and into another, then a short walk to the JP.

Macon hadn't seen this dress yet and she wanted it to be a surprise. So she would fidget and wait for them to arrive, hoping they weren't too far behind them.

She was glad that Miguel was ok with this. She had tried to explain it to him, but her words got lost in the translation.

To others this might seem fast, but she'd been seeing Macon for a couple of years already, just not always at the Estate due to his work schedule. thinking on it, he'd probably been t to the estate a couple times in total. That might have to change, she gave a small laugh.

Tiffany came back inside with a small glass of water and some crackers, "Here, don't drink a lot and don't eat alot. Just enough to keep you fed and watered."


Misty laughs, "Momma, this isn't a full blown wedding. It's not like we are going to be tied up for an hour before we can releave ourselves."


Tiffany laughed softly, nodding, "Yes, but you don't want to have to get around that dress each time either."


Misty grins, blushes a little, "Oh Yeah, forgot about that." They laughed together as she was sure Rhys was rolling his eyes a little.. or a lot.

[Christopher]

As they emerged from the fitting rooms, Christopher noticed Michelle glancing at the sample fabrics and as she looked his way he gave a small nod of approval. He didn't need to read her mind to see she liked a specific color..

"Right then," he said as he held the door for the others, donning his sunglasses. With the gift from his daughters he could withstand the sunlight, but the glare was still rather strong. And they looked cool. 

Chris took in a breath as they began the three block walk, walking between his two daughters a few steps ahead of Macon and Miguel. Mariela had lifted her hands to be carried so he did that after donning the shades.

He found the walk in New York City to be exhilarating, with all the busy hustle and bustle. It was different than that in Nevada City, which was much smaller for its relative size in Cyrene.

[Michelle]

Her expression soffened when she saw him looking at her, allowing him to see and feel through her expression the ache she was still trying to keep from overwhelming her.  It was a touchy thing.  When he put on his glasses, her soft shuddering inhalation rolled through her body before she followed him outside.   "They look nice daddy,"

She was trying to be more.....at ease with everyone, and this was one of her rare outings. Normally spending much of her time at home, or in the back garden; only Bai and Marthe were completely aware of how she avoided all magic.  She'd not even spelled a cup of coffee to make it warmer.

Once Mariela was picked up, she glanced up at him, then the girl before looking away to the people surrounding them.  It was madness, this crush of people.  More often than not, she tipped her head to look up at the buildings, mindful of the scaffolding that took up half the 'sidewalk'.   "They do a lot of construction, don't they?"

She really didn't mind people...crowds...but she didn't like the buildings blocking out most of the sky.  It was unnerving and reminded her of that place they found Sydney.   Maybe she should talk to her, it'd been a while. 

Macon, having held to Miguel's hand for part of the block, lifted him up into his arms.  With his son pressed against his chest, there was less chance of a pickpocket filching into his jacket.  Miguel was chattering away in Spanish which Macon only slightly followed as he hurried his steps.  It was like  madness.   

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