The Park, Saturday Afternoon

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The day was gorgeous - sunny and crisp and cool, but not so cool that people would need coats or sweaters. There were some discrete space heaters set up for those who had chosen not to wear sleeves with their formalwear.

A light breeze was there to lift hair that wasn't pinned or sprayed into position. Birds sang. Chairs were set up, divided by a long center aisle. There was even a small section towards the front with little piles of nuts and bottles of rum - Vala and Barney had both done radio at one time or another, plus it just made sense to make nice to the squirrels.

The wedding party had yet to take their places, so the atmosphere was open and relaxed, if a bit anticipatory.

[ooc: Open to all, but please wait for OCD is now complete!]

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Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"I appreciate the beauty of women everywhere," Roy said importantly. "I think that's what matters."

Re: Arrival

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She raised an eyebrow. "Uh huh."

Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He glanced at her. "You don't believe me?"

Re: Arrival

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"That's not the question at all," Aly said, looking amused.

Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Then what is the question?" he asked, playing dumb.

Re: Arrival

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Your appreciation of beauty," she teased.

Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

He raised an eyebrow. "And what is wrong with my appreciation?" he asked, not feeling like he needed to remind her that he thought her beautiful.

Re: Arrival

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"It's varied and wide," she said.

Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"And that's a bad thing?" he asked, leaning back in his chair while he very openly took his time to look her up and down.

Re: Arrival

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Only if you think wide applies to me," she laughed.

Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Maybe wider," he teased, reaching up to brush the back of her neck soothingly.

Re: Arrival

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

She wrinkled her nose at him and smacked his hand down.

Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

Roy laughed softly and leaned closer, lowering his voice so only she could hear and probably because he knew exactly what the tone was capable of. "You're the most beautiful woman here," he murmured.

Re: Arrival

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Of course I am," she smirked, leaning to kiss his cheek.

Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"And very modest," he smiled and brushed his gloves finger over the back of her neck again.

Re: Arrival

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Very, very modest," she murmured, catching her breath.

Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"I'm glad we agree," he said easily, smirking as he saw her reaction and he stroked the side of her neck gently.

Re: Arrival

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"I try not to agree with you," she teased, making a face at him.

Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"That's just because you're stubborn," he reasoned, his fingers trailing down to stroke over her shoulder.

Re: Arrival

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"You're probably right," she agreed, smiling at the touch.

Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"I usually am right," he corrected and he was possibly having too much fun teasing her like this as he trailed his fingers back up her neck.

Re: Arrival

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Rarely are you right," she corrected again, her eyes half-closing.

Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"You know that's not true," he told her, pleased with her reaction.

Re: Arrival

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"I know it's not wrong," she smirked.

Re: Arrival

[light-a-spark.livejournal.com]

"Liar," he accused, brushing the back of a finger up her jawline.