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α м ([info]mattias) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2012-11-28 20:31:00


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Entry tags:adrian mattias, arista sykes, galvin gudgeon, group, howell williams, magnolia mattias, michal conway lynch, noah boot, nora peakes, octavius pepper, odette boot, rose knightley, saoirse mullet, seth wadcock, thomas mccormack

RECEPTION POST! FOR SATURDAY! EVERYONE!



It had been a long journey, but he and Maggie had finally, finally arrived here, where they could share their relationship with world. Celebrate it! With their family and friends (the most dramatic of which Adrian had made sure would be on their best behavior tonight through some light verbal assaulting), whom Adrian was more than willing to extend his happiness to. And it was, it was such a deep joy that he couldn't--- even though they had been married for months, tonight made it feel... official, like there could no longer be any question that they were Adrian and Maggie Mattias, with their two beautiful children and their beautiful life---

Adrian cut off his own thoughts, thinking that they would only lead to a less put together version of himself. Instead, he simply let his thoughts roll to how this was an excellent way to kick off what would unquestionably be the most hectic two months of his (and Maggie's) life. But in a good way, it made him content to think that... they would need to sit down and figure out their schedules to ensure seeing each other, staying together as a close family because in the end, if that wasn't important, then what really was? Working through and with the sport they individually loved, spending the holidays together... he had no doubt he and Maggie would work it out effortlessly.

And, just in case, it was a good thing they had spectacular sex to smooth any rough patches over.

His lips pressed into something of a grin, and letting his cheekiness take over him, Adrian reached over in his seat to graze his hand slowly up Maggie's leg. Dinner had just ended, and it was getting late enough that the lights that had been set up for hours were finally starting to create nothing short of a stunning atmosphere. Their guests could enjoy it, but he had all the beauty he needed right here.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" It was a serious question completely lost in his proud smile and light-mannered tone. Adrian leaned over to lightly kiss the side of Maggie's neck.



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[info]mullets
2012-12-04 01:03 am UTC (link)
Meet him again? Her stomach twisted.

What repose within her promptly vanished, and her all-too-driving defense system quickly settled in. He wanted to see her again, he wanted to talk more-- and while she should have seen his willingness to accommodate her as thoughtful, it was only overwhelming. Saoirse could already feel the tiredness of their winding down exchange begin to fill her, and she suddenly felt--- overcome. And almost confused because she could feel apart of herself already wanting to agree. But how could that possibly happen? Playoffs started the day after tomorrow, immediately followed by a mashed together week of holiday. And then, like it wasn't as significant as it was, came Eurocup in Istanbul. There was nothing that could be spared in adverting her attention, let alone--- how could she even entertain the idea?

She felt her warm limbs grow cold, her chest close up, and the frenzied haze within her thoughts drop and die. That was the reality, and he, and where they were, and this moment may have made her temporarily forget that, but she remembered now.

"We're too busy," Saoirse spoke inexpressively. Her spine straightened, her shoulders fell back, and for the first time in many passing moments, she looked away from Howell's face. "There isn't time." Despite believing better, and against her best attempt at ignoring it, Saoirse did feel a twinge of regret with her words. It wasn't... him, it was simply... the timing didn't bode, and this was happening all too quickly...

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[info]howl
2012-12-04 05:44 am UTC (link)
He nodded once, almost curtly, though he felt no downward surge in his hopefulness. A yes would have been too simple, too easy. Honestly, her saying yes might even have made him suspicious, as if she were saying it simply to get him to leave her alone, not that it was out of the realm of possibility. But an excuse…

An excuse was better than a no. Wasn't an excuse really wanting to say yes, but thinking the better of it? Not ideal, he had to admit, not where he wanted her, or them, to be, but it wasn't a no. And that was a damn sight further than he'd been walking into this reception. So he could let her have her time, let her have her busy schedule, because heaven knew that was true. Howell began to step back, sensing their interlude, this one, at any rate, had come to an end, and knowing it was best not to press her for more. The request had been made, the seed had been planted, so it was out of his hands now.

"Just think about it," he said simply, jamming his hands in his pockets as he gave her one last look before taking his leave.

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