t h o m a s ➽ mccormack (thomases) wrote in valesco,
@ 2011-08-09 11:22:00

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Billie!
"You know what, I am a professional!"

Thomas pointed a stiff finger at Billie, his pacing stopping for a moment to illustrate his point and to also regain some balance. His face was scrunched, eyes squinting at his teammate as he thought about what should come next from his rant. It was rather difficult to think, so he took another swig of his almost empty bottle of rum, "I have worked my ass off to be where I am today---and all that stupid----slag can----"

He let out a loud, annoyed grunt of a sound and dropped down to the couch beside her. Thomas glared at the door, though everything seemed to be moving slower than his mind. He had so many jumbled thoughts and angry things to say, but he just could not get them out. He'd taken up Billie's offer of company, seeing as she was his teammate; he may not get along very well with the rest of the Magpies, but he valued loyalty and trusted them not to spread his business around like some other woman he'd wasted too much time on.

"Five years," he moaned, dropping his head to the back of the couch, "I was with Regina for five years and she---" Thomas pressed his mouth together tightly, unwilling to verbally explain what had happened. It was too embarrassing, even if people could put the pieces from that bloody magazine's clues. "And now she's going off, spreading our business to everyone!"

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obtineo
2011-08-09 06:29 pm UTC (link)

“Damn right you are.”

Billie added her little bit of commentary as she watched him pace back and forth, sitting curled up on one side of the couch with Echo laying with his head in her lap. The dog seemed to have gotten just as dizzy watching her teammate move from one side of the room to the other as she had, though the poor animal didn’t have any clue as to why he was so worked up. Billie wasn’t even completely sure about what was going on, but that was because she hadn’t taken too much time to truly get to know any of her teammates since she had been drafted to the Magpies. She was a bit of a recluse for the most part, though every now and again she got sick of being alone.

The retriever in her lap stirred when Thomas sat down on the couch, and lifted his head to turn and look over at the overwhelmed man before letting out a grunt of his own, shifting on the couch before jumping down, trotting off to the kitchen. Billie tracked the animal before turning back to Thomas when he began speaking again. Her own lips pressed together, but it was more because she felt sympathetic towards him, even without knowing the whole story. She let out a sigh through her nose, and moved on the couch so she was facing him.

“Sounds like the bitch needs a good kick in the teeth...”

She reached out and grabbed the bottle from Thomas, kissing the lip before tilting it back, taking a swig of the rum that warmed her insides. Lowering the bottle, she lifted her other hand to wipe her mouth with the back of her hand, offering it back to him.

“You speak to her since-…well, whatever it is that happened?”

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thomases
2011-08-11 01:52 am UTC (link)

Thomas nodded vigorously at the idea of Regina's rather large teeth being kicked in. He immediately scolded himself silently, but wishing her harm wasn't a new thing to him. Neither was the guilt that washed over him afterward, but. He puffed his cheeks and crossed his arms, sinking deeper into the couch. His Ravenclaw logic told him that he was being stupid, and that the breakup was months ago, but there was so much more involved than that, people just didn't get it.

"No, even though I should go and tell her to shut her big mouth," Thomas snapped, letting out a long, warbled breath. Thomas couldn't even think of making a scene when it came to Regina, and he felt like such a coward for it but he'd dealt with so much to keep that woman happy. He'd loved her, he'd loved and probably still did love every stupid thing about her, even when his family hadn't trusted her since the beginning.

But she'd never done anything for him to mistrust, not until the end. Okay, she'd been a fan, but what was he supposed to do? Wait around for a female quidditch player so that they'd be in the same social circles? No, that----just because he'd met her like that----argh! Thomas couldn't believe that he still found himself defending her it was just---so----frustrating!

"I just---I can't understand how someone could have---such little respect! We were engaged," he blurted, his face flushing immediately. Outside of the family and a few close friends, the short-live engagement hadn't been common knowledge. It didn't have the chance to be, because that weekend Thomas had caught Regina in bed with a bloody Kestrel that will not be named at the moment.

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obtineo
2011-08-11 02:33 am UTC (link)

Billie lifted an arm to rest her elbow against the back of the couch, cradling her head in her hand as she sat there, listening to her team mate blow off steam – something she personally thought he needed to do more often, since Thomas always seemed wound like a damn top. Then again, she didn’t really know him all that well.

Her eyes dropped to her lap when he blurted out something she had already gathered from the rags – he had been engaged to this woman. Most of the time, she kept her nose out of the tabloids, because 90% of it was never true, and the 10% that was, she didn’t feel people had any business knowing about. It was a complete invasion of privacy, and maybe that’s what they signed up for when they became professional Quidditch players, but she didn’t like it one bit.

She gnawed at the corner of her bottom lip before turning those sea green eyes back up towards him. She would proceed with caution as she spoke again, not wanting to pry, or seem insensitive.

“…so everything in The Tattler – it was all true?”

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thomases
2011-08-11 03:05 am UTC (link)

Thomas nodded, pressing his hands to his eyes to stop the headache that was beginning to form. "Gave her my great-grandmother's wedding ring and she wore it to bed with Rupert-fucking-Brookstanton the following Friday to celebrate."

His hands dropped to his lap and he rolled his head to Billie. She probably did not give a shit about his relationship problems, but seeing as she was the first person he'd actually explained things to since the breakup he felt the need to at least be honest with her. She didn't have to sit and listen to him whine, but she was, and seemingly without a problem.

"So now I'm the bloody tool that couldn't satisfy his girlfriend, and is too goddamn chicken to confront her about it." Not to mention that his overbearing, controlling sister (the rags had been right about that too) reminded him at every family function that he'd managed to royally muck up so many things that it was a wonder he still had a head on his shoulders. "What a piece of work, right?"

He let a breath out from his nose, the room beginning to spin, "But I really don't want to remind myself of how much of a loser I am."

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obtineo
2011-08-11 03:26 am UTC (link)

Her brows lifted as he further explained the details of what had happened between him and his ex-fiancee. She didn’t even know the witch and already she felt the urge to give her a long overdue smack, since Thomas sure as hell couldn’t do it himself. Hearing that he had not only been cheated on while his wife-to-be was wearing his great-grandmother’s engagement ring, but that she was cheating on him with another Quidditch player was just the icing on the cake.

She straightened up from her leaned position on the couch though, when he began talking as though he was the ‘loser’ in this scenario.

“Are you kidding me?” She lifted one of her brows. “She’s the one who completely fucked you over by not knowing how to keep her knees together.” Billie didn’t give a damn about talking trash about someone who deserved it. “The only thing you need to confront her about is her being a heartless wench, and demanding your great-grandmother’s ring back, since she lost the right to wear it when she forgot the meaning of the word ‘faithful’.” She paused for a moment, and then leaned in towards him a little bit, almost like she was telling him some sort of conspiracy.

“Besides…any woman who would choose a Kestral over a Magpie is a damn fool.”

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thomases
2011-08-13 01:18 am UTC (link)

He'd found himself very focused on her mouth as she gave him a verbal lashing in how he was treating himself. Thomas, the ever sensible Ravenclaw, did know that Regina had no right to cheat on him, that she could have just broken things off and that would have hurt much, much less, but the emotional, sometimes insane Ravenclaw who was always present but buried deep, deep down found it hard to believe that something wasn't wrong with him.

But her mouth was moving so nicely that he could barely hear her words. No, no, he heard the last bit, about choosing Kestrel over a Magpie, and something lit up inside of him. The Kestrels had traded him away, the Magpies are where he'd won his cup, so, so she was right. Thomas let out a quick breath before lurching forward and kissing her, knocking foreheads and---oh bollocks.

Thomas pulled back quickly, his mouth wide with shock at the audacity of his drunken self,

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," he let out quickly putting his hands to the back of his head in shock. Billie was his teammate, those kind of relationships were frowned upon, he needed to control himself. "Oh God, I'm sorry."

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obtineo
2011-08-13 01:57 am UTC (link)

She was admittedly a little surprised when he leaned forward like that, though her reaction time was a little off thanks to the alcohol she had consumed that night, and before she knew it his lips were against hers. Her eyes shut, but opened quickly when he pulled back. She pushed back her hair with one hand, while the other lifted to press her fingers to her mouth – he had just kissed her, and quite frankly she wasn’t really sure how she felt about it.

It was still an adjustment, having teammates who were male – the Pixies were like the Harpies of France, as in completely female. She never had to worry about this kind of thing before – getting into relations with someone on her team. Not that this was relations, but it had definitely been a kiss, and they were both kind of drunk so it wasn’t like she really minded, and…

She couldn’t help but smirk behind her fingertips, eventually dropping her hand down as she shook her head.

“I think one ‘sorry’ would have sufficed, McCormack…” She shifted her weight on the couch, and then reached over for the bottle of rum he was holding, once again kissing the brim before tilting it back, taking a long swig before dropping it down, extending it out to him.

“That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

It was just a kiss, after all… She just wished it didn’t bring to her attention how long it had been since someone - anyone had kissed her.

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thomases
2011-08-14 12:40 am UTC (link)

He was far too embarrassed to answer her right away. Thomas hadn't kissed a girl since the breakup, he hadn't gone on a date, he hadn't been attracted to anyone---not that he was attracted to Billie, well, he supposed she was rather pretty, and she played quidditch so that was always a plus, but he'd never even spoken a full conversation outside of practice with her, and here he was, trying to snog her face off.

Thomas jumped to his feet, stumbling to the side until he hit a wall. Ergh. He couldn't leave like this, he'd have to walk, he'd splinch himself into twenty different pieces. Thomas leaned heavily against the wall, letting himself take a few deep breaths to try and stand right. Maybe---nope, nope, he'd drunken himself into a snogging stupor.

"Damn it all," he muttered, putting his hands over his face. Thomas felt like such an idiot, such an idiot and such a loser, and now he was going to have to sleep on her bloody couch and wake up with the worst headache ever imagined. And then go to practice and hope Odette didn't notice that he was hungover beyond belief,

"It wasn't bad," he moaned through his hands, "I'm just an idiot."

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