м є g § (macks) wrote in valesco,
@ 2010-12-28 22:11:00

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bertram aubrey, bianca aubrey, brier stebbins, daniel twilfit, dexter scamander, edward pennifold, elphias doge, emmeline vance, frank longbottom, graciela pennifold, group, mackenzie goldstein, miranda frobisher, noah boot, odette boot, phoebe smethwyck, ralph frobisher, sarah stebbins, sebastian goldstein

CHRISTMAS PARTY [BACKDATED TO 23RD]

After making a quick stop to check on the children upstairs (Anthony and Elijah looked so precious), Mackenzie continued on her normal perimeter around the party. Ensuring there was enough food and drink for everyone was extremely important, as well as making sure that no-one was left standing by themselves too long. That would hardly promote good review upon later reminiscing among their guests. But luckily, neither of these issues had seem to come up yet, leaving her with little host responsibilities.

So that left Mackenzie practically purring, as she had been for most of the night. The party could not be going better. The house looked beautiful thanks to her near-obsessive decorating, Christmas spirit was in full swing, and everyone looked like they were truly enjoying themselves. Nothing could go wrong, absolutely nothing, making Mackenzie feel her happiest in what seemed like a very long time. This had been a very good idea! Maybe if things continued like this, she could convince Sebastian to make this their annual holiday tradition...

Couldn't be too careful, though. Just for good measure, Mackenzie picked a few of her husband's favorite hors d'oeuvres as they passed by above, placing them on a plate. Finding him was easy; ever since she had gotten back, Sebastian had replaced her shadow. Not in a bad or stifling way, but in more of a supporting kind of way. She knew he was worried.

"I have a present for you," she smiled, producing the plate with one hand as the other wrapped around his open arm.

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persephones
2011-01-02 01:09 am UTC (link)

Bianca's cold expression dropped into a glare as she turned back to look at Bertram, "Excuse me? You said you wanted time, so I've been giving you time! I haven't---split."

The word hit her hard but Bianca forced herself to seemingly remain unaffected by it. She hadn't split. She had just---been going on with her life while he figured out his. Was that the wrong thing to do? She should have been more forceful with helping Bertram out even though he'd asked her for time? Did time equal space? Why was this turning into some crazy confusing formula?

Bianca uncrossed her legs and planted her shoes into the ground. Her feet were killing her, but Mira and her mother had insisted that she needed to wear heels and not completely succumb to being comfortable in her present state. Such lovely family, she had.

"You didn't want to talk to me, so I didn't make you talk," Bianca snapped, shaking her head, "You didn't want my help so I figured you were trying to get your act together by yourself."

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pantsoptional
2011-01-02 01:19 am UTC (link)

"And if I had done the same to you, I'm pretty sure you'd claim I was ignoring you. There's a difference between not wanting to talk to you about something that's hard to talk about and not wanting to talk to you at all." Hormones or not, that was a bit how he felt right now.

This party and the rest of the holidays had just served to remind him that yes -- maybe he wasn't ready to up and move out with Bianca just because she was pregnant, he wanted to make sure it was because he was in love with her. "It's hard to believe someone's going to support you when you tell them something important if they can't even stand to talk to you when you're not ready yet." And part of that might've been his trying to give himself some space, but that wasn't all of it, right?

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persephones
2011-01-02 01:36 am UTC (link)

Bianca had been angry at Bertram, but this was---angry. This was ready to pull out her wand and threaten him kind of angry. She stood up, pointing a stiff finger at him, "If you think I'd push you away if you came to me Bertram, you are sorely mistaken!"

Maybe she should have been more comforting but---no! She was the one in the fragile state, she was the one that had confessed her love to him, she was the one that had called him back when he'd been at the door, ready to leave, so why should she be the one that has to fix things? She'd already shown him that she was willing to make sacrifices in this relationship, he was the one that---

"Don't you dare question me about---support!" Bianca said tersely, trying to keep her voice down but it was hard. Did he not realize how much she was giving up, and would have to give up, for this baby? For him? Why do you think there were so few female hitwizards? "You're the one that was ready to leave, you're the one that can't trust the bloody mother of your child! What the hell do you want from me? I can't do everything in this relationship, Bertram!"

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pantsoptional
2011-01-02 01:43 am UTC (link)

Well, was it his fault that he didn't know how to go about this sort of thing with girls? He'd been planning to strike up the nerves to tell her what was going on with him, what the problem was with him supporting his mother the way he had quietly been doing -- but he was quickly losing steam. He frowned again.

"You don't trust me either, Bianca. Or at least, you don't trust me to be ready for anything before what you deem is 'too late'. I'd love to write you out a schedule for how the rest of our lives are going to go, but I can't do that." Even if sometimes he wanted to. She was doing a pretty good job of pushing him away right now, though, and he didn't have the energy to stop it right now.

"Right, sorry. I'm going to go back to the party now, and I'll make sure and inform you of when I'm ready to talk so that you can stop pushing me away. Sound good?"

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persephones
2011-01-02 02:03 am UTC (link)

"I didn't---" She started to apologize, or at least retract some words, but he was already turning away from her and back to the party. Bianca felt the slight pang of guilt slip from her pores and her shoulders tightened immediately.

She now turned completely away from him and toward the pond, crossing her arms and shaking her head. This was great, brilliant, even. He was just going to walk away because he couldn't handle an argument, a fight. How had he made it through Slytherin with that sort of attitude? Bianca knew his sexual triumphs were just talk and gossip for the most part, so how the hell had Bertram Aubrey not been eaten alive?

"Right, leave." Bianca shook her head in disgust. He was really pathetic, right now. "Just like you wanted to before."

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