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

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adrian mattias, andrea johnson, anton chang, arista sykes, caden flint, charles spinnet, delilah spinnet, estella flint, glenda prewett, group, jeremiah whitehorn, joy mclaggen, kate dagworth-peakes, magnolia mattias, matthew summerby, michal conway lynch, nora peakes, octavius pepper, odette boot, penelope fawcett, phineas mclaggen, psyke bardera, richard house, rose knightley, rupert brookstanton, seth wadcock, therese bonaccord, tristan bardera, victoria cadwallader, wendy midgen, zoey moran

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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conways
2012-09-11 06:12 pm UTC (link)

His brow shot up, and admittedly Michal was so surprised by Therese's reaction to him that his eyes stayed open when she kissed him. And hugged him. And continued to lean on him. Not that her actions weren't welcome, no, he enjoyed them (and actually found them quiet entertaining), it was just not something he had been expecting. Considering the atmosphere, it shouldn't have been that shocking.

It was just glaringly obvious that he was not drunk, wasn't it?

An amused smile played on his lips regardless, and Michal placed one of his arms across her back. While she could most certainly stand on her own, it would help alleviate the pressure from his neck and shoulders. Yes, 'alleviate' the 'pressure.'

"Wow," was all he could respond with in a serious tone, despite his word being drawn out dangerously enough to be perceived as sarcastic. Michal pursed his lips and smiled again. "I had no idea they had that drink here." He was teasing her, now, he couldn't help it. It was too easy. It was in his blood!

Michal shook his head, "That sounds great."

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alongday
2012-09-11 11:17 pm UTC (link)

"It is great," Therese responded quickly with a purse of her lips and a twist of her shoulders to show that she was not perturbed by his teasing tone. She was not too intoxicated to miss his patented sarcasm, but she'd had just enough to be thoroughly amused by it and giggle at the joke. Her fingers began to play with the hair at the base of his neck. "It is so great that I may have just finished my fourth."

Therese grinned a guilty grin. She was feeling good, and not just tonight. Remy had stopped bothering her, she felt some sort of relief after she'd been spoken to by Colette in the lift (and after she had her nervous dye-her-hair-blonde mental breakdown), and now there was someone in her life who wasn't overwhelming and genuinely liked being around her. She believed. Therese was pretty sure that Michal Conway Lynch never did a thing he didn’t want to do, and it made her happy that she was one of those things----in a non-sexual way! Most of the time!

Her fingers made their way to his very strong jawline, “How would you look with a beard?” she mused, and then she answered her own question without waiting for a response, “Probably very handsome still.”

Therese’s eyes lit up with a smile, “I’m really glad you came.”

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conways
2012-09-12 06:47 pm UTC (link)

A beard? Michal scrunched his face slightly at the thought. While he was most certainly all about upholding the most leisure lifestyle possible, facial hair had never crossed his mind as being necessary. Perhaps maybe once or twice in the winter during a particularly cold match, but aside from that... he shook his head. He had it on good authority that most women did in fact not like facial hair, that was all he needed to know.

Not that it really mattered, this internal conversation he was having with himself. Who was acting drunk now?

"Very good, yes, but it would aggravate you," he responded, taking both his hands to show what he meant; he rubbed them slightly on the sides of her face near her mouth. Grinning, Michal dropped his hands again, and eventually they came to linger at her waist.

Michal realized, very quickly, that it would be a real shame and just a plain waste to not take advantage of her current state. Thinking himself to be smart, he decided that he would really enjoy more informational, arsenal-building sentences from her. And if whatever came out of her mouth had the potential for hysterical trips down memory lane later, then so be it. He was willing to take that chance.

"Yeah? How glad?" he asked, moving one of his hands again to push a chunk of Therese's straying hair out of her face.

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alongday
2012-09-13 03:18 am UTC (link)

Yes, the bristles would bother her. Therese pulled a face as she muttered about the prickles, and that prickles was a funny word, so she repeated it a few times because after saying it twice, it suddenly did not sound like a word. Prickle? Where would a word like that even come from? It was only used to describe irritating things, so maybe it was just the roughest sounding word that wouldn't be too offensives to those prickly things it gave a description to.

Far, far too much thought was put into that, but Michal Conway's fingers grazing her cheek snapped her back into the reality of the moment. They had probably only been standing here for five minutes, but she had felt no urge to move from the spot, she was rooted to the ground and her arms locked around him. Hours could pass and Therese would probably be fine with standing there, talking and teasing him, getting teased by him. She enjoyed their repertoire, which was hard to find these days, but she decided she would rather not spend her time with him simply standing, talking, and staring.

"How glad? While I could stare at you for hours," she said, not realizing that much of her inner dialogue had been slipping out and off her tongue, "I am willing to sacrifice any more time spent at this party by leaving to find a more intimate setting."

Her eyes crinkled in mischief, and she let out a small gasp and patted his back, "I'll even keep myself from forcing a fake mustache on you." Therese nodded, her lips twisted into a smirk that showed she was impressed with herself, "Impressive, I know."

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