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Celeste immediately loved the little church. It was small, painted white, with large garden beds around it, full of blosming color flowers. Celeste got out of the car and walked over to Sage, taking his hand. "I think its beautiful..." she said, awestruck as she stared at the little church. "What do you think?" |
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Sage sort of hummed in agreement to the girl, a light smile crossing his face. "I think it's nice," he agreed happily, shifting liz slightly as she grabbed at the loose strands of his hair. "Let's look inside before we decide though," he mused lightly after a moment, sort of nodding in the door's direction. |
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Celeste nodded, grinning. "Yeah" she agreed. Hand in hand, they walked to the front doors. There was a little slate stone entry way, then it opened up to a beautiful natural wood church. There was a priest inside taking care of something behind the altar. When the priest saw them, she gave Celeste and Sage a welcoming smile. "How can I help you two today?" the little old lady asked politely. |
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Sage sort of peered around the place as they entered, letting Liz whack the side of his face gently in order to keep her entertained. When the priest spoke he sort of eyesld her half wearily, since most of the time priests got bad vibes from him, being mythical creature and all. This one seemed...almost nice though. "Just looking around," he noted, peering around the small area. |
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Celeste smiled at the priest. "Okay, take your time, you are always welcome." the little lady said before shuffling away. " Celeste poked at Sage and frowned. "Don't be rude. Shes a lovely old lady." she muttered to him. "And if we decide to get married here, she would be the officiant." |
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Sage sort of wrinkled his nose with a huff. "I wasn't rude," he protested, still looking around. "That's what we're doing, isn't it," he noted with a shrug. "She seemed nice enough," he agreed with a nod. He just wasn't used to people greeting him warmly, he supposed. |
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Celeste rolled her eyes but didn't object. "She is. Her names, Bethany." she said, looking around the little church. This place was perfect. Celeste wanted to get married to Sage, right here. |
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Sage grunted in response to her comment, letting her know he heard her. He'd probably forget her name, but that was fairly normal for him. He wasn't soemoen who could hear a name and memorize it right away. Whatever. He sort of moved to wander around a bit, peeking in all the corners and nooks and crannies. He found some drawers and bookshelves and stuff too, and thanks to his wolf-like curiosity, proceeded to look through everythign in them. he really did like the place though....now he was just exploring. |
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Celeste looked around the church, before wondering were Sage was. She managed to find Sage, digging through a random drawer. Celeste giggled and walked up to him. "Alright, alright, nosy, thats not our stuff." she teased, gently taking his hands out of the drawer and closing the drawer. "What do you think?" she asked |
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Sage sort of groaned when Celeste closed the drawer, but chuckled alogn with her all the same. "If they leave it unlocked, it's fair game," he noted before pecking her head and nodding. "I like it," he noted happily. "It would be nice to do it here. Especially since you seem to know what's-her-face," he added, having forgotten the lady's name a while back. |
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