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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]flower
2012-09-09 11:25 pm UTC (link)
Her head was screaming, screaming, and of the good kind, the kind where there was nothing but natural noises coming out of her because any kind of thought process was being completely devoured by his--- ohh.

She dug her fingers into his back, wanting to be closer, closer, as her skin burned and his hold on her burned, and--- her body shuddered, her skin came alive, and as a great sigh left her, her head fell forward. Vaguely, her scalp ached, her back hurt from being forced into the sink--- that didn't matter.

A reprieve, she wanted a reprieve, needed a reprieve--- he was hurting. Rose squirmed uncomfortably in his grasp. She found his kissing was too difficult to accept, now, and had to break away. To breathe, to tremendously breathe, laboriously breathe, to stop her head from swimming, to focus her blurred vision. Her eyes swelled, feeling much heavier than before, and she idly pushed her hand onto his face.

Her head slipped, rolled even, as she shook it. That was selfish. So, she leaned forward again, hand slowly sliding from his face and down his front as she drove her lips back to his. Maybe just a little bit more. This was too good of a feeling to loose just yet.

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