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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galvinized
2012-12-06 01:14 am UTC (link)

"Have you now?" he said, quite amused that Arista seemed so proud to have potentially been Sorted into the house of Salazar. As big of a change in atmosphere as becoming a professional quidditch player was, knowing that nearly the entire league had once graced the hallowed halls of Hogwarts helped the teams assimilate. Sometimes old friends and school teammates were brought together, creating a great dynamic. Sometimes vicious rivals had to deal with each other in the locker room or chose to settle old feuds on the pitch.

It was strange that Arista didn't have those ties, but it made Vinny wonder about what had molded her into this captivating woman. Her history made her alluring and her perfectly manicured image would make any bloke wonder why and how she had arranged such a life. It would also make any bloke want to break past these guards and barriers, and while Galvin's recently history had not been of the slow and steady pace, he felt as if that would be the most rewarding route on this new venture he was quite willing to take.

"I've handled my fair share of Slytherins," he said, unconsciously pulling her, just in the slightest, closer. If he put much thought into it, the Slytherin girls of his past had been the most engaging. Having Arista put herself within that pool of women only upped his motivation to enchant her tonight. "They never stand a chance against a good ol' Hufflepuff boy."

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bratemius
2012-12-07 12:52 am UTC (link)

With the lights and the setting sky, not to mention the fact that it was a reception, the night was poised to be full of skipping heartbeats and pink cheeks and feverish thoughts. But Arista hadn't anticipated that those too would describe her. She tried to tell herself it was the atmosphere, but that explanation hadn't made her feel much better, as she'd been to other weddings and the effect had been minimal. The problem was that he wasn't responding to her the way he should have been, which was caused or further complicated by the fact that she wasn't reacting to him the way she ought to be. And this was a complication she couldn't afford on the brink of the crucial finish to the most important season in her fledgling career.

As Arista took yet another fruitless measure of this man, she had the uncomfortable, fluttering sensation that Galvin's words were truer than they should be.The thought had her swallowing, because his confidence was of the easy sort, predicated on past success and not worn defensively, which inspired a dangerous urge to simply take him at his word.

"Well," she finally replied as she dropped her gaze, concentrating on tracking the movement of her finger from his shoulder as she dragged it down along his lapel. She was sure that they had begun this dance much further apart than they were now standing, which she deemed to be nearly indecent. Not that she stepped back. "I suppose we'll just have to see about that."

It was a bit disquieting to Arista that, as much as she wanted to prove Galvin wrong, a part of her hoped he might be right.

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