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◎ c h a r l i e ([info]spinnets) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2012-09-06 15:47:00


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Axe's Anniversary of Birth!!!!
Charlie was pretty sure he'd missed out on a wonderful career as a party planner. As he stared out at the dance floor, which he stood over on a platform where the DJ was spinning a mix of wizard and muggle music (even with some popular French songs that were actually pretty catchy if Charlie said so himself). He wasn't surprised at how many people showed up, but it still nearly startling to see how bloody happy everyone was to be there! Sure, some looked ridiculous with the fake mustaches that were passed out (not required, obviously), but a lot had actually grown out their beards and it was----cool, they tried, they wanted to be there and they wanted to have a good time. Charlie wanted to have a good time.

The Kestrels were not top of the pack, and while he believed in his team completely, the stress of the numbers had been getting to them. A night like this was necessary, and maybe it could rejuvenate the team that had lost some valuable members this season and had done a bit of shifting around. They were still trying to get themselves into place, and it needed to happen faster than it was.

Plus, Axe had been pissy all week that no one had acknowledged the anniversary of his birth.

Charlie grabbed the mic from the DJ and grinned, enjoying colorful scene laid out in front of him. funkybuddha club had been a perfect choice for the night, "Don't everyone tire themselves out! There's still a lot more festivites to look forward to!"





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[info]mattias
2012-09-08 07:54 pm UTC (link)
Adrian was just about to opportunely place another sticker onto Maggie's back (like wings!) when he heard her produce a very not normal sound. A startling one, even! So much so he felt his eyes pop out of his head and his jaw drop. Go? Go now? In the middle of this---

His arms fluttered, feeling unable to move with her grasp still on his leg, but finding it very necessary to sit up and attend to her. After a few delayed seconds, Adrian decided to take Maggie's arm with both his hands, giving one of his own for support and the other to keep a firm hold on her. Finally able to stand up--- their things! Oh well, that wasn't really--- not wanting to worry about anything else, he quickly took out his wand and banished them.

"Okay!" he responded, much louder than necessary. "Okay!" There was not a problem. No problem at all, definitely no problem with their currently location and location within... this current location. There were not hundreds of people with no idea about what was going on. What was going on? That didn't matter! Maggie was holding her stomach and saying she thought they should go, so they would go. Yes!

"Wait!" Adrian stopped helping move Maggie along, finding his sudden thought very pertinent. "But you're not due for two more weeks!" Because that was important information to establish right now.

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[info]maggiepie
2012-09-09 01:12 am UTC (link)
She had really wanted a nice, calm labor. You know, she would just be conveniently walking by St. Mungo's when her water broke, without much pain shooting through her. A nurse would lead her to her room, Adrian would be by her side in a moment's notice, and then after a few minutes they would have their daughter without breaking a sweat. Of course the simple plan in her head had never been thought to be plausible, but some sort of variant of it had been desperately wished for.

What Maggie had not wanted from her second go at labor was to be in the middle of quite possibly the loudest club in London, with her teammates and opponents all drunk and rowdy wearing ridiculous mustaches and dancing up a storm. At least she looked nice. She would go into labor looking fabulous, which was what really mattered in the end, wasn't it? Merlin's beard, she knew she should not have come tonight! She knew it, she knew it! Maggie's grip on Adrian's arm tightened, her nails digging into his forearm, sure to leave a mark. Why had they stopped? Why had they stopped moving?

Her expression could not be properly read. It was a mixture of so many emotions that Maggie wasn't even sure what she was feeling herself. Confusion? Rage? Worry? Anger? Astonishment? A bit of everything, and it was all directed at her husband, who was seemingly questioning her desire to get out of here and go to the hospital. Her desire. The pregnant one's desire to go to the hospital? Her face boiled a deep, dangerous red, and Maggie was sure that her nails had now pierced the skin of Adrian's arm.

Another pain rattled every bone in her body, letting Maggie know for sure that her instinct had not been wrong. This beautifully stupid husband of hers really needed to stop talking.

"We. Need. To. Go," she commanded through gritted teeth.

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[info]mattias
2012-09-10 12:08 am UTC (link)
Right, that was a dumb question. A stupid question, one that didn't even deserve to be thought, let alone muttered, it wasn't even a question, it was a--- Adrian pulled back his lips to subdue the shot of pain originating from his arm. Nope, nope, even he knew he could not even resemble a hint of pain, or else Maggie would--- kill him. She would actually kill him. Because it was nothing like what she was currently experiencing, he knew, he at least knew that.

"Okay!" Adrian rushed, happy to momentarily turn away from Maggie to let out a painful exhale. Okay! This was not a problem. It was simple! Walking was simple! Arriving at a location was simple! So simple, it---

His wife in obvious pain was distracting! Adrian teetered a bit on his feet, torn between--- well he couldn't just pick her up could he? That would not go over well. And he couldn't--- why couldn't the hospital just be attached next to this building?

"We're leaving!" he said, moving close to her again, placing the better part of his forearm across her back for support. Still keeping his other arm high for her grip, Adrian carefully guided the both of them out of the building completely. Step one, accomplished! Step two...! He swallowed his excited anxiety--- step two was having a baby.

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