HERE COMES THE GENERAL ― WEDDING

[Roy Mustang]

It felt so surreal that this day is already upon them. A few short weeks ago, they reunited again for a second time after months of separation- Riza searching for a way home, and Roy going through each day knowing there was no going back. It wasn't long until Riza discovered the truth herself from Roy, and that in the end, her search for answers went down the drain. It left them both deep in thought, wondering what they'd do next. There is, and never will be, a way for them to return home. Whatever hopes and dreams they had for Amestris were gone, and replaced with this life. A life where they'll live the rest of their days as animals, and without a doubt it caused them to think. Each came with the sudden realization of their feelings for each other, and how it no longer could be ignored. The constant thought of the anti-fraternization laws no longer being in effect only got stronger and stronger after the day he reunited with her. Once he got advice from Suiteheart and Margaery, Roy proposed to his lieutenant. And she said yes.

Usually in the preparation of weddings, generally months and months are used in planning to make the big day 'perfect'. Well, it's a little different here- Roy & Riza had some great wedding planners- Suiteheart & Margaery. Rather than taking months to plan, organize, and set up their wedding, it only took around two weeks. And Roy felt pretty good about it, and he had a feeling in his chest that Riza felt the same way too.

The location of the wedding is at the southern area of the Observatory, but to be more specific the Planetarium. Inside the large doors, instead of being lead to a theatrical like room, the star-projector was not the center of attention. The center of attention will rightfully belong to Roy & Riza, once the maned lioness precedes in after the procession. Each aisle was draped with white fabric, anchored at the top of the seats with lavender flowers and small lights at the edges. Down the aisle, a path made out of purple and white petals made it's way from the doors and all the way to the Flame Alchemist, a perfect path to lead his queen to her king.

As the procession made it's way in, Roy quickly went through his vows in the back of his mind, making sure he had everything correct. Roy never imagined himself memorizing vows back home, but when he got engaged it became a big priority. He wanted to make sure they sounded perfect, especially for the person he loves and cares for so deeply.

The procession was considerably small. Imperia was the priestess, Suiteheart was his best man(there was also an honorary spot for Maes), Cooper(though, he didn't precede in with Bast) and Bastille were groomsmen, no bridesmaids, Magraery as the Maid of honor, Aaliyah as the flower girl and earring bearer, and finally Riza walking down with Cooper. The size was just perfect.

When the doors opened again after Aaliyah made her way down the aisle, his gaze landed on Riza, with Cooper by her side. He couldn't help it but smile lightly at the sight of his bride, feeling the excitement in his veins as he began to watch her walk down the aisle.

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[Verdigris]

  [font=trebuchet ms]For all the effort formerly spent cultivating her identity as a stoic gunslinger who had her life together, Riza had been a mess that morning.

  For a limited definition of “morning,” anyhow. The hours began to blend together when you took it upon yourself to stay up all night, in order to finish those vows that you just couldn’t get to sound right. “Sounding right” was, like “morning,” a nebulous concept that few people cared to strictly define, least of all her- but for a moment like this, what she was going to say needed to sound right.

  She must have used at least a dozen packs of paper, front and back, since she started drafting a week ago. Of course she hadn’t been working that whole time- observer duties and the Typhoon raid had needed taking care of- but upon realizing that she still wasn’t satisfied with what she had come up with, she had needed to work fast. Spelling and grammatical errors were not an issue, as she wasn’t going to read off of the paper, but just getting the right words down was harder than it seemed.

  Then again, maybe she was only having a hard time focusing because of the steadily-growing certainty that yes, this was really happening.

  As a child, she had spent relatively little time thinking about marriage and family. It hadn’t seemed to have much point to it, given that her mother wasn’t around and her father was... hardly a paternal figure at all. Occasionally she had wondered what it might be like, living with someone by her side for the rest of her life, but the idea was insignificant compared to her growing interest in marksmanship and the military. Soldiers could get married, but that was generally later on in life, after they had left active duty. She had a long time before any of that would concern her.

  As she and Roy were preparing to be sent off to Ishval, having officially been trained and enlisted as soldiers, she had wondered what would come after. She had, largely, assumed that once they were finished with active service, they could return home and resume their normal lives. She wasn’t going to retire from the military that early- being a soldier had already proved itself, at least in her mind, to be her calling- so she would still have the anti-fraternization law to deal with, but the downtime would allow her to sort out how she felt about Roy, and to find something or someone else to focus on.

  She had had no idea what awaited them at Ishval.

  ”Remember them- each and every one of their faces. After all... they’ll never forget you.”

  For the longest time after that, up until a few weeks ago, Riza had dismissed marriage as a remote possibility. She had no time for seeking out and falling in love with a civilian, between her duties as a soldier and the plan that she shared with Roy. Even if she had found someone, they would probably expect children, a white picket fence, a stereotypical happy ending. They wouldn’t expect the governmental conspiracy that she was working to topple over, or the bloodstains of Ishval that colored her past.

  The one person she could imagine herself marrying under any other circumstances- the one person she trusted more than anyone else, that she would protect with her life, that she could kill for at the drop of a hat without it haunting her conscience- she could not marry under the circumstances they were in.

  No longer was she prohibited from doing so, though. She had no more secrets to hide, no more facades to put up, no more excuses to make for how close she was to her no-longer-commanding officer. The truth about them had been revealed to the whole world, and there was nothing anyone else could do to separate the two of them now.

  With a weary, but genuine smile, she lifted her head and gazed out the window- and jolted.

  It was morning already, the sunlight softly filtering in through the glass. She had no more time to reminisce- the wedding was in less than an hour, if her estimate was right. It wouldn’t take nearly as long to get ready as it would if they were humans, given that there were no dresses or tuxedos involved here, but she still ought to allow herself some time just in case something else came up.

  Soon enough, she was cleaned up and ready to proceed- right on time, too, as a knock sounded on her door. After taking a moment, and a deep breath, to look in the mirror and confirm that her engagement earring was on and visible, she walked out of her room and towards the Grand Circle. Sure enough, Cooper was waiting there at the entrance.

  She was ready. She knew what she was going to say, even though she hadn’t officially written it down.

  She knew exactly what to say to him. To Roy Mustang, her Colonel, her trusted partner- and soon enough, her husband.

  Just the thought of calling him her husband was almost enough to overwhelm her. Her emotions had already been running high enough to counteract any tiredness she might have felt from staying awake all night, but now that she was about to face the love of her life, they were through the roof. She had to keep it together, though, for just a bit longer.

  ”Thank you, sir,” she whispered to Cooper. That he was willing to walk someone he hardly knew down the aisle spoke volumes, both about himself and about the society they now lived in. The thought of who would give the bride away had not crossed her mind when she initially accepted Roy’s proposal; it was good that someone had thought of it.

  It was time, then, to enter their new lives- together. With a swallow and a nod, down the aisle she proceeded, taking in the scene surrounding them. Pristine white fabric, flower petals lining the aisle, lights casting their gentle glow over the room- all of it pointed to the man at the altar, a bright smile gracing his radiant face.

  Even now, with him being a bobcat instead of a human, she could still meet the blue eyes that had long since dragged her into their burning depths, the spark of determination that once occupied them now a raging fire. It was in those flames that she felt she could take on anyone or anything who dared to oppose her.

  It was in him that she had found true love- another nebulous concept she had never truly believed in until now.

  Before she realized it, she was at the altar. She offered a brief glance and a respectful nod to Imperia, then turned back to Roy, lowering her head to meet his eyes again. Almost subconsciously, a soft smile spread across her face. All of her concerns from before seemed to melt away, now that they were finally here. All that was left to do was take this step.

  The rest would follow, just as it usually did where Roy Mustang was involved.

[Suiteheart]

SUITE
HEART

Weddings were good. Suiteheart had always loved them. In her life, she had been to more than a handful, and she had yet to grow tired of them. There was something about seeing two people who loved each other wholly and completely that warmed her heart. It made her forget the troubles of life for a little while. It made her happy. The fact that one of her best friends was getting married only made her more overjoyed.

When Roy had asked her to be the best man, her smile had been so wide she wasn't sure it had fit entirely on her face. She had hugged him too, thanking him for the opportunity. It meant more to her than he could ever know. She would gladly stand beside the Flame Alchemist. She couldn't think of much she wouldn't do for Roy and Riza, if she were being honest.

Ivory fur was pristine. Her studded earrings had been swapped for fancier looking accessories. Her baby blues were bright and happy. It was funny how nice she could clean up when she wanted to (not that she looked terrible all the time - it was just that went she had something important to attend, she made sure to look good).

"I'm so fucking happy for you guys," Suiteheart whispered to Roy, grinning cheerily. Today was a good, good day. She silenced herself as Riza and Cooper began the walk down the isle. The scene was picturesque. The flower petals that scattered the ground were lovely. The white fabric drapes with violet-hued flowers were perhaps her favorite touch. The Planetarium was a wonderful place to have the wedding too. Roy looked very handsome. And Riza? Riza looked gorgeous, stunning.

Azure eyes lifted from the soon-to-be-wed couple to land on Imperia. Her smile never wavered.

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[MirrorEdge]

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A wedding was something Thea never attended, but it didn't take a genius to figure out from the preparations being made, the whispers and excitement, that it was something important, and, something where she'd have to at least look somewhat nice.

She didn't know Roy and Riza well, but chose to show up anyways, the thought that it might be rude to even if she wasn't close quickly pushed to the back of her mind.

Those thoughts had no place in her head.

While Thea had not swapped anything out for something fancier, like Suiteheart had, her fur was groomed, the faintest scent of vanilla could be caught if somebody actually paid attention, and Thea was being... somewhat behaved. As behaved as she could be, at least, as she trotted forward, eyes flitting around excitedly at the decorations, and the usual grin on her face, paws twitching despite her best attempts to keep still as she sat in one of the middle rows as she watched Riza make her way down the aisle. "This is so nice." She murmured, quietly so nobody could hear her.

[HEARTEYES]

[div style="width: 45%; margin: auto; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify"]Hearteyes didn't know Roy or Riza personally, but she didn't think friendship was needed for a congratulations. She remembers the weddings that had been held in her birth clans, and they had always joyous occasions. It was reassuring to see that her new home held some of the same traditions. The albino is purring happily as she comes to stand beside her clanmates, a wide smile on her face. She stays silent, watching the pair stand at the alter, mesmerized by the moment playing out before her.