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Letting out a sigh James let his hands drop from his now roughly combed hair, that was about as good as it was going to get with nothing but sweat and his fingers. Relaxing in his seat he gave a quick scan of the room for his father, good he hadn't shown up yet, or he had already seen Jame's late arrival and was plotting out of sight. 

If that were the case he'd better keep an eye out for morph, scanning the room again more carefully this time he looked for anything out of the ordinary. A purple parrot flew down and landed close to him, that had to be morph, though this was one of his worse disguises he couldn't possibly think this would slip by James did he?

A small pouch was attached to what James believed was morphs foot, shifting uncomfortably in his chair he did his best to shuffle away. Using its beak it produced a small pink vile knocking out several others in the process, his interest now peaked James leaning in his curiosity offsetting the possible dangers could befall him.

A small pink cloud enveloped the bird and James head when the cloud expanded, left coughing into his arm so as not to ruin the ceremony. When he looked back any thought that this was morph left his mind, even that twisted little guy couldn't come up with a garment so... elaborate. Still in shock he turned in attention back to the wedding in progress, just what did his father get him into?