Log; Ongoing

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When; Voice Switch Day
Rating; PG - It's wedding planning, kiddies.
Characters; Evey (ever_evey) & Christine (angel_aria)
Summary; Time to plan a wedding!
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Weddings were naturally exciting events, and Evey Hammond found herself growing more energized just thinking of all the planning that lay ahead. She ticked off in her mind the things that needed to be done as she made her way from her underground home to the Opera House. A full wedding and reception ought to have flowers, decorations, music...a dress, of course, but assumedly, Christine was taking care of that. Perhaps V could play the organ for the occasion? He was reticent to perform publicly, of course, but he was talented and Christine and Erik were friends...it was something worth asking him later, if Christine hadn't already made arrangements.

These thoughts kept her occupied as she approached the grand building, which looked finer every time she visited it.

"Hello?" she called, stepping into the entry of the Opera House. "Christine?" Thankfully, Christine had received Evey's warning--that she currently didn't sound at all like herself. Evey could imagine the problems that an unexpected (and rather sinister sounding, at least to her ear's) man's voice might potentially cause.

Christine was waiting for Evey to come. She had recieved Evey's warning and had given one of her own; her voice was unusually high-pitched today. When she had gotten up, feeling excited about the planning that lay ahead, an enthusiastic phrase had burst from her lips in a foreign tongue. She had no idea whatsoever what the strange language meant, but she was trying to keep herself under control. Somehow she didn't think it was going to last long.

When Christine heard Evey's voice, she grimaced inwardly. Oh my, this curse has really hit us quite badly, she thought, approaching her friend. 'Good morning, Evey,' she said, giving a small curtsy (it was custom and habit, and habits were hard to break), and a weak smile. It sounded worse than she thought. 'Shall we go to the auditorium?' She asked, gesturing for Evey to follow her. 'The renovations are nearly complete, I believe. We still have quite a bit of work to do, but...it's decent enough to sit in and do rehearsals.'

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"I wouldn't call it one of the best," she replied, equally amused, "but it is rather funny." Christine's voice was, at least. Evey's own voice wasn't terrible, but those little sounds she kept making brought back unpleasant memories of truly choking uncontrollably on water.

"I'm sure we could find some musicians--enough for a string quartet, at least. Or even a small orchestra, if you'd prefer." That wouldn't be too many people. Not more than ten, she thought--flutes, clarinets, horns, percussion, strings, or some combination thereof. "If you can arrange for the food, I could look for people to play for your reception."

That left a question unanswered, though. "What about during the service? You'll need music then, and your father and Erik will be too busy at that moment to play." Another teasing grin, and then a thoughtful look. "You know, V's brilliant with the organ; I think I could convince him to play if you can't think of anyone you'd rather have play."

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'All right,' Christine agreed. 'I'll talk to the owners of the Cafe and arrange the catering, and I'll leave the music to you.'

'V can play the organ?' She asked, surprised. It seemed that V was full of surprises. 'Another thing that he and Erik have in common....I would love to have V play for us, if he wouldn't mind, of course.' Christine smiled, excited that this wedding was going to have people that she actually cared about involved.

'Thank you, Evey, it's going to be beautiful,' she said, grasping one of her friend's hands. 'I could not ask for a better wedding, with so many people I have come to care about actually participating. My previous marriage...it was beautiful, but those in attendance were mostly associates or relatives of my husband, whom I did not know very well. But this...this is going to be spectacular. Thank you,' she said again, grateful for Evey's help.

'Shall I show you the dresses now?' Christine asked.

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"He can," Evey replied. She had heard him play the organ once, with Walter D'Orneaz; while she hadn't been in the cathedral when they played, it had been loud enough that the area around the building was filled with the sounds of 'Toccata and Fugue'. "It's almost frightening, how many similarities those two have, isn't it?"

She bit her lower lip in thought. "It might take some work to convince him--I don't think he likes the idea of performing for others--but I think he'd be willing for this occasion." Hopefully, he would like the idea. If not...well, she would simply have to convince him.

"I'm just glad I can help you out," she told Christine, giving her hands a friendly squeeze. "It'll be a beautiful wedding." Evey stood. "I'd love to look at the dresses now."

((OOC: Shall we just let them go off to oooh and aaah over dresses and assume they had a grand old time? ;D Since all that's left is girltalk and stuff like that.))