Union [First Order] [Ludolf & Marzena's Wedding]

[Arahael]

Max extended his hand likewise and shook Ludolf's hand warmly. "The name's Max Fel. I'm officially a Moff, though you could say I still have a way til I find my direction in life, like I see you have. Government so far has been interesting in the First Order, however the ways of war and the force have stayed of great interest. The galaxy is a big place, and to be honest I'm still coming to terms with just how big it is."

Gripping his belt, he unconciously moved his hand towards his lightsaber out of habit, but stopped himself. The coolness of the metal was always soothing to him.

"But my apologies for going off tangent. It is your day, after all."

[member="Ludolf Vaas"], [member="Marzena Choi"]

 

[Marzena Vaas]

After offering one more smile to Commander Wainford, Marzena’s hand slid around her husband’s arm as they began to wind their way through the crowd. As they did so, she did her best to greet more of their guests as they passed, even if there was only enough time for a quick word or a polite nod. But she was quite used to this sort of thing, being in the spotlight was part of her career. Out of the corner of her gaze, she spotted Sebastian and their mother making conversation with the Vaas family. Her family members possessed the same ease and charisma when it came to people; they would make sure that the Supreme Commander’s family felt welcome.

Marzena only hoped that Ludolf’s family liked her, even if their relationship was estranged. But with the arrival of their grandchild in the near future, she hoped that his family would be there to see her grow.

Just as the pair had made it back to their table, she turned to see a man approaching. Marzena nodded to [member="Max Fel"], and smiled brightly as he offered a well wish. While the songstress had met a number of First Order officials, there were still many that she had never seen before. Her eyes flickered up to [member="Ludolf Vaas"], he didn’t seem to recognize the young man either. After a brief introduction, she extended her own hand to Max.

“Thank you very much for your kind words, Moff Fel.” She said and bowed her head, “And it is lovely to meet you.”

It seemed that Moff Fel was the ambitious sort, but was still trying to find his calling. She remembered feeling that way, too. Marzena waved away his apology, and smiled.

“Well, it seems that you’ve taken the first steps towards a successful future in the First Order. That’s quite an accomplishment in itself.”

 

[Claire Organa]

Mingle, she could do this easily. She smiled, "Yes Mam it was lovely." The older woman whose hair seemed tinged with shades of blue Claire couldn't tell right now if it was part of her natural color or if she had it done. She tried not to stare and had to remind herself to look at the woman's eyes. She smiled perhaps once to often.

"Young lady what are you staring at?" Claire had taken in the details of the woman as she had approached. She walked slow either from age, or long hours of classes that reminded her that ladies glided when they walked. This woman did it was hard really to tell if her feet were touching the floor, the dress was long and to the floor. It shimmered with each step, and swayed when the wearer swayed it was elegant.

Each piece of jewelry had been chosen for the way it accented the gown, and the wearers eyes. Soft lavender eyes that missed nothing and from the way she tipped her head her hearing wasn't failing either. Claire just couldn't help but smile. She could easily be anyone's grandma.

"I'm sorry I was looking at your hair, a lovely design."

"Hmm, you think so?" Instinctively her hand went to touch her hair, Claire nodded, "Yes mam."

"You have nice manners young woman, what's your name?"

"I'm Claire" She paused for a moment would it be wrong to say? Oh who cared, "Organa"

This did not seem to impress nor deter her, "I am Madam DuChanel, you Claire, look lost."

Yes the old woman hadn't missed it, "I am a bit, I don't know anyone really and I don't know where to start."

Madam DuChanel took Claire's arm, "First thing if you dont' know is you go and congratulate the bride and groom. So come along" Claire moved along with the elder woman on her arm as they slowly approached [member="Marzena Choi"] and [member="Ludolf Vaas"] . Claire in her bridesmaid dress, escorted by the Madam waited in the line to see the couple.

Madam DuChanel leaned over to Claire, "that individual with them is [member="Max Fel"] , Moff Fel for all you outsiders. So don't forget it."

"Yes Mam." Claire looked and performed the little exercise in her head to not forget the name, she wouldn't want to offend anyone so she committed it to memory.