м є g § (macks) wrote in valesco,
@ 2010-12-28 22:11:00

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bertram aubrey, bianca aubrey, brier stebbins, daniel twilfit, dexter scamander, edward pennifold, elphias doge, emmeline vance, frank longbottom, graciela pennifold, group, mackenzie goldstein, miranda frobisher, noah boot, odette boot, phoebe smethwyck, ralph frobisher, sarah stebbins, sebastian goldstein

CHRISTMAS PARTY [BACKDATED TO 23RD]

After making a quick stop to check on the children upstairs (Anthony and Elijah looked so precious), Mackenzie continued on her normal perimeter around the party. Ensuring there was enough food and drink for everyone was extremely important, as well as making sure that no-one was left standing by themselves too long. That would hardly promote good review upon later reminiscing among their guests. But luckily, neither of these issues had seem to come up yet, leaving her with little host responsibilities.

So that left Mackenzie practically purring, as she had been for most of the night. The party could not be going better. The house looked beautiful thanks to her near-obsessive decorating, Christmas spirit was in full swing, and everyone looked like they were truly enjoying themselves. Nothing could go wrong, absolutely nothing, making Mackenzie feel her happiest in what seemed like a very long time. This had been a very good idea! Maybe if things continued like this, she could convince Sebastian to make this their annual holiday tradition...

Couldn't be too careful, though. Just for good measure, Mackenzie picked a few of her husband's favorite hors d'oeuvres as they passed by above, placing them on a plate. Finding him was easy; ever since she had gotten back, Sebastian had replaced her shadow. Not in a bad or stifling way, but in more of a supporting kind of way. She knew he was worried.

"I have a present for you," she smiled, producing the plate with one hand as the other wrapped around his open arm.

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Frank!

advancingly
2010-12-31 01:36 am UTC (link)

Emmeline couldn't stand it, she was nearly bursting at the seams. Today had been one of the best days she'd ever had, it was just---amazing. Everything was perfect. Everyone looked perfect! Everyone was smiling and having fun, Mackenzie made sure to give her some duties, which meant she was part of a special unit of party planners and---Caradoc had not so subtly suggested that they find a place to live. Together, away from England so that he wouldn't have to be stuck in a house all day.

He wanted to move away with her, and the excitement that sentiment brought was the reason why she was a bit late at arriving to the party, and why her hair would just not stay in place after being so amazingly disheveled. They had to celebrate this momentous decision in an appropriate fashion, of course.

In all honesty, Emmeline was keen to move tomorrow. She could do it tomorrow if Caradoc wanted, if they could plan, but she was quickly reminded that while most of her ties to England had been severed, one very strong bond still remained. Emmeline would never be able to up and leave Frank behind without any notice. Firstly because he'd probably track her down and kill her for it, but mostly because he was the brother she never had, and she wouldn't dare hurt him that way.

So, while telling him that she was quite sure she was moving across the Atlantic Ocean was something that would not settle nicely with Frank, bringing up the secret that Caradoc was alive and well and had been living in her childhood home for the past few months might actually make the move seem like no big deal at all.

But how to tell him and not have him flip out completely, or even better, actually believe her? Emmeline realized that there was no sure fire way to go about this, so when Frank had detached himself from Alice's side, she swung her arm under his and began to drag him up the stairs, where the coats of the guests were floating up in an orderly manner to be magically hung in an ever-expansive closet Mackenzie had arranged. She really had thought of everything.

"So---you know how much I love you, right?" Emmeline said cheekily, turning to Frank and crossing her arms over her chest, making sure that they were out of ear shot. The party was roaring downstairs, however, so Emmeline knew they were safe.

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__frankish
2011-01-23 07:29 pm UTC (link)

Despite only being the true parent of a one-year old, Frank felt like he and Alice had a lot of experience dealing familial bonds and mock children. They basically had unofficially adopted Ralph for the past three years, and through him Miranda, taking the count up to three. And of course, there had always been Emmeline. She would always be the little sister he never had, making it easy to be the authoritative figure in her life.

So when he heard Emmeline say 'you know how much I love you, right?', Frank couldn't help but let out a disgruntled sigh. What was she up to now? He almost didn't want to know. Almost. But after looking out for his four collectively children for so long now, it really wasn't an option; he was far too invested in their lives to turn down anything.

"I'm not going to like what you're going to say, am I?" he responded with a dubious look. This was probably about this new boyfriend of hers, wasn't it? While Frank did enjoy hearing that Emmeline's life was taking a turn for the better, he was quiet sure he would never be pleased with anyone that she dated. Let alone someone that she brought to an important family function like Christmas.

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