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Lyssa James ([info]nothing_of_note) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-07-07 18:08:00

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Entry tags:lyssa harper, lyssa james, owen harper

Who. Lyssa & Owen
Where. Theirs
What. They need to talk.
Warnings. Probably swearing.

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Lyssa looked tired, for the first time in days she didn't try and hide it. She walked out of their bedroom and stood in the living room. So he wanted to know what was wrong. She'd tell him, exactly what she told Jack and then some. She really hadn't wanted to worry him with how she was, but that had backfired for her. She walked around and sunk into a chair, sitting there she played with the ring on her finger. She didn't want to lose him. She loved him. She cared about him and everyone else more than herself, sometimes she was so stupid. All she wanted was the baby to be okay then. She'd survive somehow. She looked up, biting her lip then hoping that Rain was at a friends, Kit's or just out, she couldn't remember then but their daughter didn't need to hear what her parents were saying then.



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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-09 02:54 pm UTC (link)
"C'mon... you have to be my pretty princess and all that bloody shit." He smiled and hugged her, now getting worried. "I can get you some decaf? It's not Ianto's, but you can have that? Or chocolate? Want some hot chocolate luv," he murmured, very worried.

"You'll get a massage. And then some," he whispered. They headed into the chapel and he kept his arm around her, worried and holding her tight. "Oi! Who do we have to pay to get married around here," he yelled.

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-09 03:27 pm UTC (link)
Lyssa made a face at the idea of decaf coffee. "Tea, decaf coffee is an abomination." She'd clearly got used to being spoilt by Ianto.

"I look forwards to that." Leaning against him and her arm around him too, so it wouldn't look quite so much like he was the only thing keeping her standing, he was't really it was just a lot less effort leaning on him like that.

"Shouting solves everything?" She was more than ready to given an apology to whoever was going to appear then.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-10 06:33 pm UTC (link)
Suddenly an elderly gentleman came out, smiling at them. No matter who was yelling, this gentleman would not get mad, only infuriating Owen more. What was the point of yelling if you weren't making someone else pissy about it.

"Welcome. I take it you would like to get married, no?" He came forward and looked them both up and down. "Ah what a beautiful couple you are," he stated, with a bit of an accent.

He turned to Lyssa, smiling. "You wish to be the princess, no?"

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-10 06:49 pm UTC (link)
"He does." Lyssa couldn't help herself. She put her head on Owen's shoulder and bit her lip trying to stop herself giggling.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-10 06:55 pm UTC (link)
Yup, Owen was definately getting pissy.

"And I want to be a prince. With a shield I guess." He snorted. He certainly didn't think of himself as a bloody prince. "It's what she wants. Anything she wants, she gets."

The man grinned. "Ah yes, she is a special one, is she not. Well..." He turned. "Ingrid!" An elderly woman appeared as well. "Ingrid, she help her get into a very beautiful dress that make her look just like the princess, with a tiara. And you, we get you a suit."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-10 07:25 pm UTC (link)
Lyssa laughed then. Kissing Owen on the cheek, stopping to whisper to him. "Don't hurt him." Before she let go of him to follow the woman so she could get changed, rubbing her back as she went. "I'll be fine." She said as she went, before he could say anything or make a fuss.

It took a while but Lyssa finally found a dress that she liked and fitted her well enough, not such a simple task. The rest of what she was wearing was simple in comparison, tiara that kept her hair back. The dress was pink and medival in style, though it suited her even if she did feel slightly self concious in it, the point was she liked it the best. She quickly turned around and hid a yawn before she walked back out to find Owen.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-10 07:34 pm UTC (link)
Owen wandered into the other room, waiting for her. It had taken him forever to find something he liked, because most of it involved bloody tights. And there was no way he was wearing any tights. He would rather die first. Even if he loved Lys, he couldn't wear tights!

He was holding a huge silver shield and sword. His suit was a light grey, almost silver. And he had on these huge black boots with silver buckles. He smiled when she came in, thinking she looked so beautiful.

"Hey love."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-10 07:42 pm UTC (link)
Lyssa covered her mouth with her hands, he looked great, so good she looked like she might cry then.

"You can do better than that." She teased him as she walked over. "You look great, no helmet?" She reached out to put a hand on his arm.

"Nervous?" Because she was.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-11 09:23 am UTC (link)
Owen could see what she was doing. Before she could argue or say anything, he stepped up and took her hands in his. Threading their fingers together, he just stood there, facing her, holding her hands and their sides. He rubbed her knuckles with his thumbs, ok, having to put down the other stuff to take her hands.

"Bloody scared," he whispered. Leaning forward, he pressed his forhead to hers. He'd never been this open with anyone. The closest was when he'd tried to be this open with Diane, and he saw how that ended. It was one of the reasons he tried to play things so close to the chest.

"Let's do this, baby," he said, kissing her.

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-11 12:36 pm UTC (link)
With him holding her hands at least they then weren't shaking. She closed her eyes, knowing he was still there. "I raise you terrified and happy." Nothing keeping the smile from her face, even if it was slightly sleepy still.

She nodded, realising she should open her eyes again.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-14 12:31 pm UTC (link)
Just then the old man emerged again. He was grinning madly.

"Aw, zee prince and princess look like you have just stepped out of a fairy tale book. It is quite remarkable, zee transformation. You are both ready. We are just waiting now for our witnesses and you shall be man and wife in no time."

He chuckled and headed back into the other room to get some of his staff to be witnesses to the wedding. Owen offered her his arm.

"After you, m'dear."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-14 05:56 pm UTC (link)
"Together." Lyssa smiled as she held onto his arm, free hand on her stomach for a moment. Wondering just what fairy tale had a princess that was pregnant allowed to be marrying the prince.

"Somehow I don't think the kids will be that upset about missing this." Convincing Rain that she'd have to wear a dress once was bad enough but this time for them to have a big wedding later she'd have no chance.

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[info]genius_mind
2008-07-15 02:34 pm UTC (link)
"The kids will be bloody fuckin' ecstatic the planning is over." He laughed, looking at her. Not that he didn't love her and wanted to marry her, badly, but at least the planning would be over. She'd been a bit, well, carried away with it.

"Let's do it."

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[info]nothing_of_note
2008-07-15 02:55 pm UTC (link)
A bit? She would have held her hands up and admitted carried away could be a slight understatment. There were times when she would have said she had been downright neurotic about certain things. Which wasn't good for anyone. She gave him a sad look then laughed.

"Yeah." She took a breath, hoping her hands had stopped shaking.

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