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Who: Azrael, Svetlana, Michael
What: Goin' to the chapel courthouse, and we're gonna get married...
When: Friday morning
Where: Courthouse, Gordon Ramsay's restaurant
Warnings: Awkward angels, TBD


When Azrael made a promise, he did everything in his power to keep it. And he had promised Svetlana that he would keep her safe, and if that meant being legally married to her, then he would do it.

That didn't mean he couldn't ask Michael to come along, a bastion of familiarity in the midst of everything he was going through. They were going to need a witness anyway, if the information he'd gotten was correct.

There was a small line when they arrived, so he sat on a bench to wait, fingers drumming on his thigh.

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Michael reached up to pat Azrael's hand, though he didn't say anything more.

Svetlana giggled and she shook her head. "No, no bands here."

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"There wouldn't be enough room, for one," Azrael muttered, slumping onto the bench. His stomach was tied up in knots, but he knew that, in his heart, he was doing the right thing.

Their names were called, and Azrael stood up and held out his hand. "Shall we?"

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Svetlana stood as well and she took his hand, giving his a squeeze. He looked a little uncomfortable and she didn't blame him at all.

Michael followed them, ready to sign all the things.

"The court house is pretty," Svetlana said, trying to be upbeat about it.

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"It is," Azrael agreed. "Definitely big enough."

He presented their marriage license when it was asked for, and the Justice of the Peace stepped forward. She smiled at them and began to speak.

"We are gathered here today in the presence of this witness to join this man and this woman in matrimony...".

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Svetlana could barely stop looking around the room but when the Justice started speaking, she tried very hard to pay attention. Just because it was technically a fake wedding, that didn't mean she should be rude.

Michael tried not to think about the fact that this was extremely strange. He was just here to support Azrael.

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The Justice turned to Azrael and said, "Azra Firestone, will you take this woman to be your wedded wife, to live together in the estate of matrimony? Will you love, honor and keep her; in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep yourself only unto her, as long as you both shall live?"

"I will," Azrael replied.

"Svetlana Artemyeva," the Justice addressed her. "Will you take this man to be your wedded husband, to live together in the estate of matrimony? Will you love, honor and keep him; in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, keep yourself only until him, so long as you both shall live?"

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Svetlana grinned widely at the Justice and then she nodded before saying, "I will," happily. Hell, it meant she wouldn't be killed for failing at her duty so of course she would.

I chopped up that ceremony into pieces and tweaked it, because we aren't in Michigan. XD

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The Justice continued, "For as much as Azra and Svetlana have consented together in wedlock and have witnessed the same before this company, and thereto have given and pledged their troth, each to the other, and have declared the same by joining hands." She nodded at Azrael, who pulled out the simple ring (http://wedding-pictures.onewed.com/match/images/100621/unexpectedly-awesome-wedding-bands-for-brides-and-grooms-etsy-handmade-yellow-gold-pearl.original.jpeg?1357329386) he'd bought a few days earlier, and slipped it onto Svetlana's left hand.

"Now, by the authority vested in me by the State of New York, I pronounce you to be husband and wife and extend to you my best wishes for a successful and happy married life together. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present...Mr & Mrs. Firestone."

Azrael felt a bit strange that there was now a 'Mrs. Firestone' in the world, but he smiled and shook the Justice's hand nonetheless.

You're magical :D

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Svetlana grinned at the ring on her finger and then she turned to grin at Azrael. "Yay!" she said happily.

Suddenly Michael got very uncomfortable. What if his brother had to kiss this mortal? He really didn't want to see that.

Woo-hoo, I'm magic! :D

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The Justice smiled at them both and moved back into the office, and Azrael signed his name on the paper the clerk handed to him, before passing the pen to Svetlana.

"I could do with some lunch," he said, once everything was finished. "Anyone else?"

Wizard!

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Svetlana signed her name, and then Michael witnessed it, pleased there had been no kissing.

"Yes, lunch!" Svetlana said, eagerly. She always found food exciting. She had never lived in a place that had so much of it. She was gaining weight living with Azrael and it was good.

Michael smiled and clapped his brother on the back. "I'll leave you two alone."

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"You're welcome to come with us, Michael," Azrael said. "Though I understand if you'd rather go."

To Svetlana he said, "I thought we'd try Gordon Ramsay's restaurant, if you'd like?"

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Michael had had enough of mortals for the day, but he gave his brother a hug before he left.

Svetlana grinned at Azrael so widely her nose wrinkled. "Can we? I want to go there very much!"