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 Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 6:37 pm
Ralph gave a bit of a glare to Radz as he took a step forward. Well, he seemed to be the courageous one to approach a Godfather. He smirked lightly leaning against the side of his desk with his arms crossed lightly over his chest, gazing out the far window at he sound of a patter against the window, and soon enough it became stronger setting a calming atmosphere; besides the loud warning thunder and menacing bolts of lightning.
"Rather, who might you be, since you just told your partner to leave?"
Radz eyed his half-brother for a moment, really taking in his features and studying him with a growing smile. So this was him, the man he'd only found out about a few months ago existed. He stood for the moment, hazed by the sheer fact that his flesh was there in front of him. He blinked suddenly, realizing that he had been asked a question.
"Ah, sorry. I'm Radzimierz Sein, your half-brother, Ralph. Though, I do prefer Radz, if you would." He smiled moving a bit of hair behind his ear, showing off his green eyes as Ralph's face scrunched with complete confusion and anger.
"Sorry, repeat that again?" He just glared now, as if someone had stabbed him in the back, a sinking feeling filling the core of his wrenching stomach.
Radz stopped stepping towards him, taking the glare as more of a threat than one he wanted to be friendly. Perhaps he shouldn't have come out so sudden on the whole deal... well it didn't help now.
"Your half-brother... same father, not mother."
Ralph's eyebrows furrowed even more across his face, more of a confused and threatening look. He did not appreciate people imitating other people that didn't exist. But, he could tell, this... this Radz was not of a complete human.
"So... where is he? Dad?"
Ralph moved to his seat cautiously, but more so not to let his anger get the best of him.
"To tell you the truth dear brother I don't appreciate people impersonating my family. It got old after the second cousin once removed." He sat behind his desk picking up his papers and continuing reading as he spoke again. "So, what is it you actually need? Money?"
Radz blinked stupidly as he spoke, scolding himself mentally after for not thinking ahead at possible scenarios that happened, such as this. He gave a sigh, seating himself in the chair opposite Ralph. "I've got DNA proof, if you'd like to see." He pulled out a few papers from his coat pocket, placing them in the center of the desk.
Ralph's chair swung around to face Radz, eyes blazing with an emerald green. "What kind of stunt are you trying to pull here? I don't need something like this being brought to my face." His voice rose slightly as his fingertips gripped the desk hard.
"No stunt. Please just calm down and look at the papers once. If they don't match up I'll just leave and won't bother you again." Radz's face was sincere, eyes almost pleading as his normal playboy facade lost.
A silence then ensued upon both men, which left Ralph in a thinking state. He could seriously be telling him the truth and if he was... would he actually be ready to face something like this, the day before he was getting married? He sighed deeply, as he applied pressure on his forehead with his fingers. He sat himself down in his chair and picked up the papers, thoroughly scanning through them.
The sound of papers turning and Radz not being able to see what was happening made him a bit anxious. He wasn't dealing with your average guy. (Well for most people a mafia boss wouldn't be average, but Radz had been exposed to this type of life) Finally though, Ralph stood from his seat tossing the papers back on his desk.
"You weren't lying." He said coldly, arms slowly crossing.
Radz didn't dare eye him from what he thought the line meant and rather edged back in his seat. "What happens from here?"
"...there are options. One, I could kill you because you might take my spot, two we do the fairytale act of hugging and meeting each other for the first time, or three you vanish forever and pretend this instance never happened." Ralph gave a snicker, oddly stricken mentally at how he was coming off.
"You really wish me to go away that badly? You don't even want to try and make something work?" Radz looked up to him now, staring quite a ways up to reach his eyes. "I could help you around here... I'm sure you don't want to be married and have the position of Mafia boss on your shoulders..."
The blonde didn't say anything at that sentence. It really shook him how he knew exactly what he was thinking. Honestly, Ralph was not suited for this position, he was never really enthusiastic about the whole ordeal, but there wasn't another son to pass the title to, but now... of all the times... Radz showed up.
"...well, it's a bit more complicated... but..." He began to rub the back of his neck. "Look I'll be honest with you. I'm not cut out to do this... it's just not me. And you have experience?" He gave Radz one of the more hopeful glances he'd given him all night.
"Yes, I've been training for an opportunity like this since I was very young." He gave a playful smirk, finally happy to have broken part of the ice.
Ralph chuckled. Was it bad that he did that? Or maybe he just really wanted to get along with the only biological family he'd meet again in awhile. "I... I'm sorry about earlier. If you really want to know, I killed dad in an incident awhile back... my mom died and so did our grandfather... so I really didn't have any family for the longest time."
Radz stepped off the chair to face Ralph. "Eh eh, no worries. Honestly. Sure I'd of loved to meet him but we're brothers, we need to at least have each other's backs. So, some kind of truce or friendship?" He smiled holding a hand out to Ralph.
"Well... not like I can say no to you, Radz. You've got that flare going on." He chuckled, pulling him into a brief hug. Radz laughed and hugged him back.
"Don't worry, you'll be seeing way more of it as you get to know me better. So let's get down to business, time to think about the future of this Mafia, and of course about your wedding..."
Radz led him back to the seat he had originally taken, as they began to plot things out over the sound of laughter and an amiable atmosphere. It didn't take them long until they started to get passionate in what they were talking about and they laughed even more, and to Ralph it was one of the best nights of his life. And Radz would have to agree himself on that one.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 12:10 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 8:11 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2006 9:03 am
In the midst of Radz pacing back and forth for Tia and the others, he finally stopped when he saw the bride enter. His mouth was partially open from her dress as his eyes made their way to the small hand clasping her own and the way Iqbal blinked cutely; Fortune at his side.
The glance then averted to the most dashing Basil he had seen, then noticing the wedding band on his head and sighed inwardly. He raised an eyebrow to the person handing off his arm almost reluctantly and noticing that she bore no ring herself. Though she was a woman, he could not turn away from her features.
"Tia?" He asked gently, lowering the trademark glasses with a smile.
The woman blinked. "That's not... who are you?" She asked, Iqbal peering up at Radz with innocence filing his eyes. "No 'alph."
Radz wanted to melt at the sight of the little boy, keeping his composure steady as he gave a small bow. "Radzimierz Sein, new godfather, and nalf-brother to Ralph. Radz for short though, I'll be escorting you to the wedding, my dear."
Tia blinked somewhat skeptical, but she figured that if Radz could come up with such a colorful story there had to be some truth in the words. Not to mention she'd probably kill Ralph for ruining their wedding.
They were led down the side of the hall as a sweet melody rung not too far from them. Radz gave a smile as he stood before them, clearing his throat.
"Ah, the bride and I will walk down the aisle..."
"My brother is handing me off." Tia smiled as Basil let of Aturos and linked Tia's arm firmly. He really did not want her to go so fast already, but he smiled to cover his composure anyway.
"Well, I suppose that leaves you, miss." Radz extended a hand to Aturos as he felt around to finally reach is hand, offering a fake smile.
"She's blind, so bare with her." Tia gave a small chuckle as Aturos pouted, while Radz continued being the natural charmer that he was.
"Since I am the best man, and she is the maid of honor, we'll walk out first, then the bride and her bother until the...,well, I suppose you could call him a priest..." Radz trailed off with a cough. "And I'm guessing this young fellow is going to be the ring bearer?"
Tia smiled, petting Iqbal's head softly. "Yes, yes he is."
Radz gave another smile, handing the rings to one of the Mafia members beside him. "So then after the bride, and when the time is right, the ring bearer will come down to hand the rings to the groom and the ceremony will continue." He crouched down to Iqbal's level then, smiling.
"You stay here until Vincent lets you go, alright?"
Iqbal nodded. "'Bal 'kay."
Tia's smile brightened at the sound of her son's voice as Radz walked to the doors with Aturos in arm. "Congratulations, my soon to be new half-sister in-law." The doors creaked open slightly to reveal the onset rows of mafia members.
The music was soft, almost fading into a continuous rhythm that strummed all worries away. A slight buzz from the people chattering halted as Aturos and Radz walked the aisle. The music now enraptured all now, as Radz led Aturos to the opposite side, whilst he waited behind Ralph.
Low and behold though, little Iqbal awaited his cue anxiously as Vincent lightly pushed him forward with the crimson cushion in his small palms. His tail wagged softly as to not spill the bands, while Fortune nipped at the soft colored rose petals of the basket around her neck, making the bride's trail.
The members of the audience were astonished at the cuteness, until Radz helped Iqbal up onto the alter. Ralph was nervous then, as the rings were so near him and his future bride was not.
"She got here alright? How'd she take the meeting?"
Rolling his eyes, Radz whispered to Ralph. "Honestly, you're going to die of worry. Just be happy and get married already." Radz chuckled, stopping the whispers between best man and groom and turned his brother's head to the aisle where a dainty white shoe stepped forward onto the petals that were laid all over for Tia to walk on.
A soft piece of classical music sang from the piano, soft enough to make it seem like the dance of a fairy or flower. And for this dance came the real blossom as the bride walked down with a tiny smile upon her dusty pink covered lips while Basil was linked in her arm to compliment her.
Her dress was more of an elegant gown when it grasped her figure, as she took short strides down the aisle. Her Elizabethan silk gloves extending for an open mouthed Ralph to accept.
He quickly snapped back to reality, green eyes ever more loving than the moment before. All eyes were focused on them and the magnificence of Tia's dress. Basil then pulled away and stood behind Aturos, pride swelling up in his chest cavity.
The priest coughed as his eloquent voice smiled upon the couple and quieted down the audience once more. His hands cupped themselves as he began to recite.
"Dearly beloved we are gathered here in front of God and our Don to bring this man and woman together in holy matrimony. Do you, Ralph Sein take Tia Graftina to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poor until death do you part?"
The groom nodded, as Iqbal offered him the correct ring and he placed the ring over Tia's engagement finger. "I do." The words never slipped more easily out of his mouth as his heart began beating faster.
"And do you, Tia Graftina take Ralph Sein to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or poor until death do you part?"
Tia smiled, taking the last ring from her son and lifting Ralph's large and, slipping on the white gold band to match her own. "I do."
"Then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
The groom's hands were almost shaking as he lifted the transparent veil to view the graciously painted porcelain doll that he was now wed to.
It seemed almost surreal, to be wed to her as she had become the basis of his life and only so long ago had she seemed out of his grasp. His softened hands stroked her cheek slightly as he swallowed back the tears from the brimming emotion in his pot of feelings.
Tia chuckled, moving a step closer as her breath was felt against Ralph's lips.
"I won't cry, if you won't."
Ralph pulled her gather into his arms and into a depthless kiss as his golden hair hid the sweet droplets of tears that were falling from his eyes and coating his cheeks.
The audience stood, clapping and shouting in joy as they through the beautiful colored almonds into the air, filling it with a dazzling array of pastels.
Tia shed a few tears herself as their warm lips parted. Their rings slid on perfectly as they intertwined their fingers.
They were married and time had stopped when they stared into each other's eyes because it just felt right to be here, in each other's arms. Bound by their love, the only way they could really sum up what they wanted to say to each other was shed a few more tears and have one last alter sweet kiss. And that, was that.
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