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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]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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