Ben checked the time for what must have been the hundredth time, it was precisely forty minutes to midnight and guests were starting to arrive. In less than an hour he and T’Lora would be wed. He mentally reviewed the preparations and determined that if he had forgotten anything it was too late now. He checked the pocket of his robe and felt the small box that held his grandmothers wedding ring. He glanced at the time again thirty-eight minutes to go.

Ben SO
BUMP to participants.
OOC: T’Lora I will let you decorate the holodeck in appropriate fashion, if you will.