h o l l y (hollyharpie) wrote in valesco,
@ 2014-02-08 20:41:00

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adrian mattias, anya kalinnikov, danielle rookwood, donovan rookwood, grail yates, group, hamilton nott, henry wadcock, holly troy, jeremiah whitehorn, kendall broadmoor, magnolia mattias, mattie scarpin, melania comstock, michal conway lynch, nona pepper, oliver comstock, savannah davies, scarlett rabnott, seth wadcock, therese bonaccord

Hogsmeade Valentine's Spectacular! Friday, the 14th
Now, Holly was definitely not someone who enjoyed the frills and lace of Valentine's Day. Usually, she hated it, it was in the top five list of things she hated, but this year? She felt like celebrating. It had been a damn good year, and Holly was taking every opportunity to showcase the good bloody mood she'd been in. Sure, there had been its blips (McCormack owed her quite some bit), and each moment made her appreciate each and every day.

But that was the sort of sappy stuff she and her husband didn't say, so that was why she had insisted that their visit to Hogsmeade tonight was to crack jokes and judge the couples that took this holiday way too seriously.

It was turning out to not be as horrendous as one may have thought. Hogsmeade was a village on display, each store front lit up with lights, the street lamps giving off sprays of glitter and confetti as couples walked past. The different food places had set up heating spells around outside tables and counters, the aroma completely filling her every sense. The lake had turned into a beautiful ice rink, while a magical ferris wheel lit up the sky. The village had always amazed her, knowing that it was the only place in the country wizards and witches could be completely at ease with their magic outside of Hogwarts.

"Good thing they didn't let the kiddies out," Holly said, eyes catching sight of the castle in the distance. "They'd ruin the romance."

- Hogsmeade is open to all! The village streets are sort of like a Valentine's fair, hosted by Madam Puddifoot's (so you know there's some cheesy stuff).
- For some ADDED FUN, a little trickster has laced the chocolate supply with a truth serum. The amount of chocolate your character ingests, the more truthful/the longer they are under its spell. Soo...that could lead to some fun, y/y? >:D
- ALSO, for players on non British Isles teams, this is the last weekend to be home because practice for the WC starts after Valentine's Day! So get those feels out because you're shipping out!

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raindrops
2014-03-15 07:28 pm UTC (link)

"I don't know." Her instinct had been to fight and claw against his iron grip on her, but Ollie's words distracted her. By the time he held her face in his hands, the fight had gone out of Nona. Her shuddering ceased, and Nona did not know how to stem the outpouring of emotions. She thought that releasing all her pent up feelings was supposed to make her better, when in fact she felt much worse.

She didn't know what to make of his declaration that Nicola Scarpin meant nothing to him, when much of the gossip she had been privvy to disagreed. Hearing it had saddened and enraged her, because she thought they had made progress on Halloween, actual progress for them, and yet… he was with someone else, so what did that mean of his feelings for her? Nona had fought long and hard for attention in her life, and she unequivocally refused to do so with a person who—with someone who had told her that he felt—

"You were gone, and I thought… if I waited until you'd gotten back, I'd know… and then you did, but she—" The truth came out muddled, and reluctantly, but Nona was unable to stop herself, voicing thoughts she had had for months but had never dared utter. "I want you to forget everything about the baby. It would be… easier, if you didn't know, because, otherwise… I don't know if we can ever get past this."

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rabbit
2014-03-15 10:31 pm UTC (link)

Forget? Almost instantly, Ollie felt his gut twist and his chest tense. Forgetting was something... he had been preparing for... to do anything she said, as he had already decided anything would be easy to give her, for there wasn't truly much he found more important than proving to her his earnest devotion... but... instinctually, he gripped to what he knew tightly. That, he could not give up for her. It was too precious, too life-changing, to significant, especially having gone so long unknown... giving up all he knew, now, it couldn't... he couldn't.

But it didn't have to be like that.

Despite thinking that his grip on Nona had loosened while lost in thought, it stayed firm on her face. Perhaps from the perpetual and instinctual feeling that he was always loosing her, or, that his limbs stopped working when his mind was locked deep in thought, but nonetheless when he came to seconds later, Ollie felt determined and ready to persuade that all wasn't what she thought.

"We can," he asserted, making sure to look her in the eye. "I think we can." His mouth formed into a frown momentarily, not because of any sadness filling him, but frustration, because how could she not see what he did so clearly? A frenzied energy began to fill him. "If you try, if you just allow it. It doesn't have to be-- it doesn't have to be like this. Hiding secrets, doubt, uncertainty.... why can't it be---"

Ollie cut himself off, glancing briefly sideways at the snowy street as he finally released her. His hands now hovered in the air, helping articulate his words. There was no one around, but that did not temper the urgency in his voice. "It can be simple, we can start anew, it would be easy!"

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