[identity profile] house-of-mystiq.livejournal.com
"That's right. Count backwards from ten Ms. Lensherr."

The leather pouch is rolled flat on the surface of the bed. Each vial within is carefully hand labeled in an archaic German script.

Raven sits on the bed next to the green haired woman, gently holding one hand. She's wearing a maternal face with a faint hint of an Eastern European background. She unties the tournaquet from Lorna's upper arm and gives the girl's hand a gentle pat.

A stone knife sits behind Raven's back, out of the girl's sight. The room is suspiciously bare of any form of metal.
[identity profile] lehnsherr-erik.livejournal.com
Erik has become very adept over the years at reading the currents of social events. This is something that took him a long time but he has slowly overcome his tendencies to dominate the room and become the force of the movements. Now he reads that the party has come to a natural pause and steps towards the front of the room to the stage. Someone nearby taps their fork against one of the champagne glasses and the pure crystal tone rings out in the room gathering everyone's attention.

"Greetings and welcome to all and thank you for coming. Today we celebrate the upcoming union of my daughter Lorna to her intended Alex Summers. It is our fondest wish today that you enjoy the festivities and become involved in every facet of the celebration so that you may share with us the happiness that we feel on this day." Most of his accent has been trained out over the years leaving him with a mellow tone that is almost musical to listen to. Today emotions are a little higher and along with his slightly unusual speech manner there is an audible hint of his beginnings in his voice.

"Lorna was a gift I never thought to receive after the blessings that I had already had in my life. From the first time she was laid in my arms she has always been a constant source of joy in my life. She is the child that I have been able to be near and raise from the moment she was born and I believe that her siblings and I have always felt incredibly lucky to have her with us.

She has always been our interpreter to the modern world in a way. Her ability to move through this world and understand all it’s interpretations through eyes untouched by war has been something very helpful to our family.

I am more proud of her than I could ever express to you.

I welcome her soon to be husband to our family and hope that he will be as much a teacher to us as Lorna. From this day on their new life together will evolve from a fresh beginning. During each day they will strive to grow and adjust to each other and establish a foundation for the home that is their marriage.”

He raises the pure crystal champagne glass he has held in his hand to Lorna and Alex with a smile slightly tinged with sadness. He would never express it in public but there is a feeling he wishes she could have a marriage of her own making as he had with Magda, but as that is never to be he will never let anyone else know of his wish.

“Join me in toasting Lorna and Alex and wish them a life of love, health and happiness.”
[identity profile] magneticmiss.livejournal.com
She sat at a table set for two at one of her father's favorite restaurants. The candles, flowers, place settings and linens were all arranged just so. As is she, she thinks, in her brand new dress and shoes, her nails freshly manicured, her hair trimmed and styled.

I might as well be one of the decorations.

A small thought as she plucks at the hem of the tablecloth.

She's waiting to meet the man she's going to spend the rest of her life with. She's less than excited. Matter of fact, she's downright nervous...if not a little scared...but she can't let any of that show, what with the dutiful guards lurking in the corners. She also figures any smidge of potential romance is utterly destroyed by their presence.

She sighs, glancing down to check her watch without being too obvious about it, then takes a sip of water...and waits.
[identity profile] exiles-media.livejournal.com
LENSHERR-SUMMER FAMILIES ANNOUNCE NUPTIALS

Philanthropist-real estate mogul Erik Lensherr announces the upcoming marriage of his daughter, Lorna Lensherr, to Alex Summers, younger brother of high-tech businessman Scott Summers. The ceremony is expected to be the social event of the season.

The bride-to-be is well known around New York for her support of her family's numerous charities, including a recent appearance at Temple Beth Israel on behalf of mutant orphans. Friends of the family say they are pleased to see Miss Lensherr settling down. Her older sister, Wanda Lensherr, is especially happy for her younger sister: "Lorna's been a wonderful aunt to my own sons, and I know she'll be a wonderful wife and mother. I wish her and her future husband good fortune in the years to come."

The groom-to-be already holds a seat on the board of his family's company, while his hobbies include rock-climbing, geology, and sculpture.

In lieu of presents for the happy couple, Mr. Lensherr has requested that donations be made to the following charities: (continued on page D12)
[identity profile] magneticmiss.livejournal.com
He had told her to buy a new outfit. This had actually translated into going to the spa, getting a manicure, having her hair trimmed and done, new shoes...the whole works. And none of it was her idea.

She knows he'll want to see the finished product, but she's been putting it off as long as she can, holing up in her room quietly, and avoiding the servants. It won't last forever, and she knows it. This is why the new dress, hose and shoes are all readily available. All it will take is the summons.

She is not looking forward to it.
[identity profile] mrs-p-lensherr.livejournal.com

The center island of the Lensherr's milk kitchen is covered in brochures for the Temple Beth Israel fundraiser. Crystal perches at one end, nursing her daughter. 

"That dress looks perfect, Lorna." She smiles at her younger sister-in-law.  "Are you ready? Have you read the rest of the briefings?" Her smile is light, but there's a hardness behind her blue eyes.

It's a good thing the younger woman doesn't keep up with the papers.

[identity profile] marvel-citizens.livejournal.com
It's been said there are eight million stories in the Big Apple. Modern New Yorkers scorn this as an underestimate, though the more cynical ones will hold forth on the topic of how many stories are the same old, same old. Others will argue that every story is different, because New York makes them so. This surging, seething city: the hot spot of the American melting pot, where so many first set foot on American shores, where so many come seeking fame and fortune, where so many find only disappointment or despair or even death, where a few manage to hitch their dreams to that morning star.

"Every person on the streets of New York is a type. The city is one big theater where everyone is on display," said Jerry Rubin. All the world may be a stage, and all the men and women merely players, but who plays what? Who gets the leading role, and who will forever be stuck in the chorus line? Who will remain a stage-door Johnny, and who will be able to move from lead actor to director ... or the even more powerful position of producer?

Cast, crew, backers, and audience ... each one brings their own meaning to that granite beehive where people jostle and whir like molecules in an overheated jar.

New York City. Center of the universe.

If you can make it here, you'll make it anywhere.

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