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As befitting the tradition of the groom’s people, the guests are assembled in a circle around a handmade clay tier. On this tier are baskets filled with flowers. One basket holds plants from his desert home. Another basket has more worldly flowers happily provided from a flower shop in Gotham. One holds blossoms from an island which has now disappeared away from Man’s World. The final and largest one holds a hodgepodge of plants - Tamaranean flowers share space with Atlantian seaweed and Mid-western wildflowers...white Themscyrian lilacs flank a small bouquet of orange roses named after a Wayne family botanist over a century ago. All are from gardens surrounding a tower in San Francisco which houses a family that the couple have fought with, beside, and sometimes even against but have always been a part of.

The groom, dressed in a red silk shirt and, out of respect for private memory, plain black silk pants stands...or rather fidgets...awaiting the bride. Even through all the battles, even through the challenges of Hades domain and the pair dying in one another arms, he’s still amazed he’s even here. His daughter is by his side, holding his sweating hand, swinging his arm, and smiling a smile so big it could swallow her face.

Roy Harper and Donna Troy began their relationship as their family - the Titans - began. Their fortunes rose and fell with the volatile team. Their relationship over the past 14 years has always been a potent mix of love, friendship, duty, humor, borderline insanity, and loyalty. For some, “Titans Together,” is a battle chant. To some it’s a homecoming and reminder there is a place for caped misfits and orphans to find themselves. To others, it’s a memory of youth and times past. To this pair, it’s a way of life and today just adds one more wrinkle to that statement.

Let’s begin...

Date: 2006-11-05 12:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_black_canary_/
A subdued but smiling Black Canary gives Arsenal an encouraging thumbs-up.

Date: 2006-11-05 12:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] damage-granted.livejournal.com
Some small part of him had hoped to see Roy in a tuxedo - after all, Roy had give him more than his fair share of ribbing when the older man had seen Grant wearing a suit just before a court appearance. He hadn't been certain what to wear for the occassion, so he erred on the side of caution, wearing one of the suits Kory had bought for him a few weeks ago; given Roy's attire, odds are more ribbing will be in store.

Considering the circumstances - sitting beside Mar'i, holding her hand in his own, witnessing his "brother's" marriage - Grant doesn't mind in the least.

Date: 2006-11-05 12:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mari-grayson.livejournal.com
"Doesn't he look great?" Mar'i whispers to Grant. She wiggles the fingers of her free hand at Lian.

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Date: 2006-11-05 12:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lanternslight.livejournal.com
Hal sits next to Dinah, and he leans over to whisper in her ear.

"Another one bites the dust, huh?"

Date: 2006-11-05 12:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_black_canary_/
"Hey," she whispers back, "those two've been heading towards this day for years."

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Date: 2006-11-05 12:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] starfire-kory.livejournal.com
Unsurprisingly, Koriand'r is dressed in the legal minimum of clothing, enjoying the sun as she watches.

Date: 2006-11-05 07:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kidflash2.livejournal.com
Bart's on-hand, and dressed in a proper suit - the Garricks' influence, no doubt. He seems fascinated - he hasn't seen too many weddings in person.

Date: 2006-11-06 03:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] oracle-watching.livejournal.com
Barbara Grayson is on the edges of the crowd, holding a wriggling Mary, who keeps pointing at her daddy and chattering happily to her mother.

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Date: 2006-11-05 12:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] boy-of-steel.livejournal.com
For the thousandth time, Kon adjusts the tie he's wearing, fidgeting with it nearly constantly.

Date: 2006-11-05 01:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] starfire-kory.livejournal.com
Kory leans towards Kon. "Why don't you take that off?"

Date: 2006-11-05 11:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] boy-of-steel.livejournal.com
"Ma said I should wear it," he stage-whispered. "Aunt Martha, I mean. She said that I had to look my best for Roy and Donna. It was a respect thing. But I can't get used to it."

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Date: 2006-11-05 01:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arsenal-arrow.livejournal.com
...What? WHAT? Oh God is he missing something? Is Dinah trying to give him a signal?

Maybe he should stop overreacting and remember to breath and he really needs to stop looking at people. It makes him kind of dizzy and nauseous and double-visioned. Where's Donna? Isn't she supposed to be here, too? Like, now? So this can be over and people stop looking at him and then they can get right to the beer and food and maybe he could change into some frickin' jeans... would he be allowed to do that?

Roy's eyes shift around nervously and he leans over, nudging Lian a little. "Hey. Think I can get away with jeans at the reception?" he whispers. Yes. He is seriously asking his eight-year-old.

Date: 2006-11-05 01:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] etai-yazi.livejournal.com
"Sure, Daddy, but Mom's gonna like that..." A beat and she motions for him to get down to her level.

Date: 2006-11-05 01:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arsenal-arrow.livejournal.com
Assured that his offspring is often wiser (or maybe just more perceptive) than him, Roy gets down to eye-level with her. "Yeah?"

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Date: 2006-11-05 03:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jessequick.livejournal.com
Jesse has been with Donna, at her disposal and as attentive as can be managed, for most of the past day. And although she is a neophyte where wedding parties are concerned, her usual case of nerves appear absent. Newly shorn hair is decorated with flowers, and her gown suits her coloration and style exceedingly well - Donna has very good taste - and as such she is finding it easy to be relaxed. Holding the bouquet, she glances at Roy, then at Wally before looking back at Donna and smiling.

For once, the blonde speedstress seems to understand she is with friends.

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Date: 2006-11-06 04:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elfinlantern.livejournal.com
As she watches Donna walk down the aisle, she's already welling up... just a little bit. Arisia sniffles softly, smiling.

Date: 2006-11-05 04:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jla-extras.livejournal.com
Now comes the officiant ... Tempest, making one of his rare visits to the surface world for this special occasion. He has his own memories of Donna's first wedding, but sets them aside in favor of the new memories that will spring from this day.

"Friends," he begins, "we are gathered here today to witness the union of this man and this woman in the bonds of matrimony. Many of us have known Donna and Roy for many years, and most of us wondered when this day would arrive. Now that it has, I wonder that the gods do not sigh in relief that the long dance between these two has finally come together for now and this day forward."

Date: 2006-11-05 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] delphic-child.livejournal.com
In the back, a red haired woman smiles.

Date: 2006-11-05 04:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jla-extras.livejournal.com
"Donna, Roy--" He gestures for them to move into position. "It is time for you to exchange the vows you have written, to seal your fates together."

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Date: 2006-11-05 06:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] alt-minds2.livejournal.com
Unlike most of the rest, Aurora is not dressed in anything fancy. One, she doesn't own anything that could be called a formal dress. Second, she sports an apron and her hair is pulled back in a kerchief.

The Titans' self-appointed cook is cheerfully at work with the catering. She had to ask Cassie how to pull off the stuffed grape leaves. At least hummus was something she could make in her sleep!

Date: 2006-11-18 10:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gar-logan.livejournal.com
Dressed in neat casual clothing with a very bright smile, he pulls her over, eyes from the happy couple to Aurora and back again, hand holding hers, squeezing gently.

He's been wanting those two to be happily together for ages, and when Donna was lost, so too was that possibility.

Or so he thought. To see it now, actually happening...

It's not just the girls in the room that are misting up.

Date: 2006-11-06 09:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] boy-of-steel.livejournal.com
He narrowed his eyes, playfully suspisicious, reaching down to take her hand, giving it a squeeze. "You know, from anyone else, adorable wouldn't be so good. You can get away with it. With you, I don't mind."

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