Billie Trimble (obtineo) wrote in valesco,
@ 2012-04-19 22:03:00

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Thomas
Billie twisted her fingers anxiously as she paced back and forth across the width of the stadium where she had shed both sweat and blood over the last year. Her eyes scanned her surroundings, taking it in like she had the first time she had stepped foot on the pitch, decked out in black and white. She hadn’t known a single person when she had first joined the league – she felt like something of an outcast, a feeling she had hoped would subside over time, but never did. She wasn’t necessarily an assertive person – she wasn’t the type to try and make a lot of friends, because she was just so awkward about just about everything. It was like she didn’t know how to just be normal around people. Every now and then she managed to fool people into believing she wasn’t as messed up as she actually was, and Thomas McCormack was one of the people she had managed to befriend.

True, their friendship had been based on a mutual physical need, but he was her teammate, and probably the only Magpie who she had made a true connection with. She had tried to talk to the others, but she just…she never knew what to say to them, or how to act.

She started gnawing on the corner of her thumbnail, now walking with one foot in front of the other as she balanced on the thin white line that surrounded the pitch, marking its parameters. She had arrived about 5 minutes after she had written to Thomas, knowing she would have to wait for him to arrive. She needed some time to clear her head. She wondered if he would even care, when she told him, but tried to push her pessimism to the side, and closed her eyes as she let the cool spring breeze brush across her face.

She breathed in, and then out, wondering if maybe she should have just let him find out when everyone else did instead of wasting his time….

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thomases
2012-04-20 11:37 pm UTC (link)

Contrary to most people's beliefs, Thomas did actually feel remorse for things. It often took him a while to come to that conclusion, but in the case of his relationship with Billie Trimble he'd managed to realize that he'd been the worst kind of socially awkward with his teammate. When things began to feel uncomfortable with their arrangement, Thomas let himself get buried in training and quidditch to avoid it all.

They'd managed to be friends, though. At least, Thomas reckoned that she didn't hate him for it---their deal had started off as just sex, and it seemed like it had managed to be just that. Billie seemed to trust him, and if he were honest she was the only person on the Magpies that he trusted to have on his side. He and Odette never saw eye-to-eye, Drake never took sides, Cadfan was just strange and irritating, and--

"Are we planning a coup? Magpies are known for those," Thomas said as he jogged out onto the pitch. With just the moon shining down on them the stadium felt immense and intimidating. There was such a difference when the lighting spells and the crowd were filling up the night sky. Thomas stuck his hands in his pocket and let out a breath, wondering what Billie had to say that couldn't be done over the journals.

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obtineo
2012-04-21 12:01 am UTC (link)

The sound of Thomas’ voice pulled her away from her thoughts, blinking open her eyes before turning to face him. She was now facing the same direction the wind was blowing, which made her hair push forward, though a hand quickly lifted to comb it back and out of her eyes. His words made her smirk, though it was one of those half-hearted smiles that didn’t reach her eyes – the kind she gave when she knew something was supposed to be taken as a joke but she didn’t feel very much like laughing.

“You wanna plan a coup?”

She said this with a more genuine smile, not seeing Thomas to be the kind to stir up trouble with the intention of stirring up trouble. He seemed to do enough of that without trying.

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thomases
2012-04-24 01:03 am UTC (link)

"We might implode before I get the chance," he said with a light laugh, thinking of how crazy Cadfan had already driven Odette. The man was reaching Seth-like levels of annoyance, and he could see the Magpies' captain herself disbanding the squad just to get rid of their newest teammate.

He was glad for the warm robes he'd chosen tonight as the breeze on the pitch was making the hair on his neck stand on end. Thomas was nearly twitching to ask in his non-nonchalant way why she'd asked him here, why she needed to see him so quickly. Billie knew that he was seeing someone, so naturally he assumed it was not a meeting of that nature so...he really didn't know. Thomas was aware that she did not grow very close to many people on the team or in the league, but what couldn't she have confided with him over the journals?

"Cadfan might take on a war of his own."

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obtineo
2012-04-24 09:13 am UTC (link)

Billie snorted at his words. “You have a point.” She looked away from him in order to rake her hair away from her eyes again, her weight shifting again from one foot to the other. She couldn’t just be standing there, she was too anxious to be still, and wanted to keep moving around. Her attention turned back to him when he spoke again. “Maybe there’s some sort of quota he needs to fill when it comes to being a pain in the ass.” Another small smile was offered, but it faded quickly enough in order for her to roll her lips under.

“Will you walk with me?”

She gestured towards the pitch, figuring that if they started walking along its borders, she could focus on her shoes as they walked instead of having to keep her eyes on him the whole time. There was definitely something about Thomas that made her feel…well, he made her feel something, but it was impossible to describe. There was definitely an attraction there, but she had never expected them to turn into anything more than what they were – friends, who in the past had a physical relationship that ended quite abruptly when he started hanging out with Samantha. Maybe he didn’t think of their friendship as being anything special, because they didn’t talk as much as friends probably should, but he was the only friend she had in the league. She didn’t want to lose that after she told him what she had to tell him, and that was why she was feeling so nervous as they started walking along the length of the pitch, her fingers twisting in the connecting pocket of her hooded sweatshirt.

“So um…I know I dragged you out here, so I’m sure you’re wondering why. I’d be wondering why, if I were you.” She turned to look at him, but then looked out ahead of her to pay attention to where she was going.

“I have something to tell you…something the rest of the team is going to find out about sooner or later, but I just…I don’t know, I wanted you to know first.” She took in a deep breath through her nose before releasing it as a sigh before she looked over at him again.

“Come next season, I um...I won't be playing for the Magpies anymore...”

Best to just rip off the bandaid, and deal with any questions that came after that.

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