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

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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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melindicate
2012-12-03 03:13 am UTC (link)

She felt hot all over. Of course she stood a chance? Nora blinked, trying to maintain an expression of interest and not allow the running wild thoughts in her head play out on her face. She hadn't---that wasn't really what she'd meant, thought she'd always felt like he would never---Sorcha Fawcett had been so much more interesting than she was. He'd been stuck on Maggie Brand for ages, who was even prettier now than she'd been in school. Rose Knightley was serene and blonde and beautiful. She'd ignore Crazy Elsie, but---even Brunhild made good pancakes! Nora couldn't...accept that she'd be liked on her own accord, that she didn't need to make some grand gesture to initiate a relationship.

It made her sad to think that she'd missed out on something so huge. Nora felt her heart swell up, and her hands clasped tightly together on her lap to keep herself from bouncing out of her seat. They were like an anchor, keeping her rooted to the chair to stop her from doing something stupid and wrong. She was ready to say that if the pieces fell together, someday, they needed to be sure to give it a shot. But then...Nora let out a confused sound at his comment. She wasn't understanding him. Did he mean that he thought it was silly that she'd fancied him? That it had just been within the confines of Hogwarts and her teenage dreams were the cause of it? Nora pressed her lips together.

"Yeah, I suppose not."

She blinked furiously, looking down at her dinner plate that had just magically appeared in front of her. It looked delicious, but she didn't have anything of an appetite. Instead she stood, patting down her hair and forcing a smile at him even though she knew she couldn't hide her disappointment.

"I've just---I need---excuse me," she said, having a slight falter in her step before starting towards some of the more secluded areas of the reception to wipe away the tears brimming from her eyes.

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dinglealltheway
2012-12-03 05:41 am UTC (link)

He sat there, in a stunned silence, for a moment or two. Octavius wasn't really being able to process what had just happened very well, and he thought, just for a little while, he might have handled it all right. Perhaps he was reading a lot more into what Nora said than she'd intended him to. He could do a thing like that at times.

But then she'd gotten up rather abruptly from their table and was stalking off without much more than a muttered word or two, and he wasn't sure what to do. Was that because of him? Had they moved subjects? He'd tried to ease any awkwardness she might have been feeling in telling him about this old, school-aged crush on him by giving her an out, if she wanted it, because he truthfully didn't know what to say.

For a moment, he'd almost let her go, but then he stood up so abruptly, his chair nearly tipped back. She'd seemed upset, and she was his friend, and he'd be an awful one if he didn't make sure she was all right. Whether or not it involved him, or someone else, or one of her hedgehogs, of all things, was irrelevant. Friends saw to it that their friends were okay.

"Hey," he called, jogging to catch up to her. "Nora, hey!"

When he'd almost overtaken her in stride, he reached out to put a hand on her arm, "What's wrong?"

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melindicate
2012-12-04 12:30 am UTC (link)

"It does count!" she said, whirling toward him. The lights between the trees created a strange striped pattern across their forms, half hidden in the darkness like she'd wished her feelings had stayed. Nora wasn't angry, she wasn't bitter, she wasn't frustrated, but to have, yes, pined for a person for so long and to hear that it could be dismissed because of when it had occurred felt like a punch to the gut. "It still counts because for a good minute there I was trying to figure out what the hell I would do if you leaned over and kissed me!"

Nora hadn't realized she'd puffed up, pushing her toes into the ground and clenching her fists. Now that he was aware of her feelings for him, she didn't want them watered down to some school girl crush that didn't mean a thing. Her lips twisted as she dropped back down to the ground, almost feeling put off enough to cross her arms and pout about it all.

"And I've been a coward, and the timing's all wrong, but you're Octavius!" she rambled, her hands going out in wild gesticulations. Why couldn't a dragon burst through the trees and start a ruckus? That she knew how to handle! "You're one of my best friends and I don't want to lose that, but I also don't want you to think that I didn't really care about you, because I did and I do and----I sound like a raving lunatic," Nora said, stopping herself in a sudden halt as if she'd been splashed in the face with water. She flushed and stared wide-eyed at a nearby tree. Nora blinked. "I feel better, but I'm stark raving mad."

He drove girls mad and he really had no idea about any of it.

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dinglealltheway
2012-12-05 02:49 am UTC (link)

He'd made a grievous misstep in his effort to give her an out and perhaps relieve any awkwardness her confession might have caused. In fact, Octavius seemed to have achieved the direct opposite of his desired result, and it was causing his head to swim. He couldn't keep up with what was happening, he couldn't keep up with Nora at all. If it—her feelings—still counted, did that mean that she continued to have those feelings for him even now? Or didn't she? She wanted to impress upon him the severity, or rather, the depth of the way she felt about him, but… to what purpose, if they were in the past now?

The best thing he could do right now was simply stop trying to process what this meant and how it made him feel, and how it was going to affect them, because it would, and all the other things Nora's big, jaw-dropping reveal was causing to jumble up inside his head. He just had to concentrate on her. On fixing this, whatever this was, in whatever way he could, because he couldn't process the wild scramble of his emotions in the last five minutes and say what Nora needed him to say. Which he couldn't figure out, anyway.

Since he couldn't keep up with her, that made him nervous, because he clearly couldn't trust himself to speak properly. And rather than do or say the wrong thing and upset her again. "Okay," he said, taking a breath and holding a palm out somewhat cautiously, "I don't—I don't know what to do. Please tell me."

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melindicate
2012-12-05 04:01 am UTC (link)

Nora took in a deep breath through her nose, concentrating on her lungs and getting her heart rate down. She’d gotten really good at relaxing herself, since she was prone to getting stuck in situations where panicking could literally cost her her life. This wasn’t nearly as serious as dragons and chimaeras, and though Nora had fervently proclaimed that her feelings for Octavius were no school-girl crush, her embarrassment at it being somewhat-public knowledge was definitely that of a Hogwarts student. She closed her eyes for a moment before pushing forward and resting her hands on Octavius’ chest.

“I got worked up over a secret I’ve had for a long time,” she said, not noticing that she was punctuating her words with pats on the breast of his jacket. “I didn’t want to lie to you when it managed to come up and...I’m glad I did. I needed to”

Her hands dropped and Nora looked up at Octavius was a small, honest smile. She’d already made a fool of herself, there wasn’t much else she could do to ruin the rest of her image. There wasn’t much else to do period. She could begin to hyperventilate for finally letting Octavius know how she felt, or she could be an adult and deal with sticky things like emotions and being truthful. Funnily enough, Nora had found herself quite at ease with letting her instincts run wild when she was with Nico, and the thought of him caused her to step back.

“I don’t want us to be weird, I...guess what I want to say is that if the time’s ever right, to give me a shot. Us, a shot.”

Nora felt her heart swell at the idea, hoping that her now calmed down demeanor helped Octavius to not freak out like she was planning on him doing. She wasn’t asking for his hand in marriage, she wasn’t saying that he should snog her up against this tree and more, she----it felt good to know that she’d finally thrown her hat in the ring. Maybe she’d grown enough to feel confident about herself in ways and places she hadn’t felt before.

A familiar tune began to play out through the garden, and Nora’s eyes brightened. She tugged on the hem of Octavius’ jacket, her head tilting back toward the dance floor as a rather obvious hint to move back. Maybe they could just pretend this hadn’t happened, at least for the night. She’d appreciate it in the morning.

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dinglealltheway
2012-12-06 10:16 pm UTC (link)

Octavius solved problems. The basis of his success in his career was that one singular trait, and he excelled at it. But in order to fix a problem, there had to be one, and he had no idea if this situation constituted as one or not. It did seem, however, as if Nora's nerves had gone as quickly as they had come,yet Octavius was possibly more confused by the resolution that had occurred. Not once had she mentioned her boyfriend, but by the same token asked if their timing was ever right, to give her a shot. When his thoughts stopped cutting in and out like a bad Muggle frequency, he believed he'd have some strong feelings on her proposition.

Instead, he dazedly muttered, "Yeah," and stepped to the side, gesturing for her to go ahead of him. His hand automatically lifted as he followed her, to place at the small of her back. Just before his fingers grazed her, however, he thought the better of it and dropped his hand back. Octavius did not want things to be strange between them either, but there was no doubt in his mind he would be second-guessing all the mindless little actions that evidently took place between he and Nora. That would certainly take some time.

He did not say much as they rejoined the rest of the party, his comments being entirely noncommittal and rather preoccupied, because that's what he was. Women. His head was too, too full of women, and he thought he deserved a medal for by-passing the bar entirely in an effort to drown them out.

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