galvin g. gudgeon (galvinized) wrote in valesco,
@ 2013-07-29 21:15:00

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adian rosenberg, charlotte sweeting, elizabeth fortescue, galvin gudgeon, glenda prewett, group, ian bell, jake bexley, larkin whitby, rose knightley, savannah davies, seth wadcock, thomas mccormack, william blexley

All Star Fan-Fest Weekend! Open to ALL!
His grin couldn't be any wider.

"I'm pretty sure she's going to beat my score," Vinny said with an extreme nod to the group of onlookers that were watching his lovely and adorable girlfriend Gleny score as many goals in the miniature hoops that were set up. Vinny had quite purposely aimed a bit far to the right as to not completely run away with the game, but Gleny was putting up a rather good fight regardless.

It was a fun day, weekend, really, of games and events that he thought were going to be a bit of a chore but had ended up being remarkably entertaining. The fans that were participating were the ones who truly loved the game and were great to have conversations with. It was a very unique way to interact with them in a way Vinny had never really gotten a chance to, and he did not feel overwhelmed in the slightest. Hosting the weekend's bigger attractions had seemed daunting, but it was going swimmingly.

Mostly in part to his, once again, lovely and adorable girlfriend who had just ended the round of Quick Quaffle with a tie score!

"Great job!" Vinny said with honest excitement as he happily hugged Gleny in celebration. Merlin, quidditch and his girl, what more could a bloke ask for?

OOC: Click here for ideas of what could be going on at Falmouth Stadium! These fun days dated from the 27th - 31st! List of Teams!

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starcrossed
2013-08-01 01:17 am UTC (link)

"But I didn't--!" he burst out immediately, a bit too quickly. For whatever reason, he was determined to not completely ruin the already pretty abysmal opinion she undoubtedly had of him. But was it so much to ask for the witch you liked to not think you were a total twat, or even worse, a twat on the run for public violence?

Adian bit back his bottom lip, harder than he had wanted to from all this extra energy running through him. He was talking to Lottie Sweeting. He was running from the law. At a star-studded event with more famous people around than he could imagine. How was all of this happening again? If this turned out to be a dream, he really was going to go into a depressive state only food and long bouts of pathetic groaning could cure.

Well. At least in this dream or reality, Lottie just openly offered to spending fake time with him? It really was sad how high that brought his hopes up.

Adian held back his tongue for a moment, using their close proximity as an excuse to stare at Lottie Charlotte Sweeting beside him. It it were even possible, she had become even more beautiful since their school days. What was she doing now? No doubt something as flawless as her, living in a flawless flat with a flawless boyfriend with a flawless---

"My sister made me promise to watch her play later," he blurted suddenly, revealing a bit late how wrapped up he had been at staring at her by his delayed response. Adian swallowed thickly. "That's how I got this pass, she usually gives it to her--"

Uh oh.

All of the sudden, Adian found himself unable to pick his feet off the ground. His eyes widened as he looked down at the ground, catching the parting remnants of a sticky-feet spell settle.

Uh oh.

"Lottie!" he yelped, unable to move any further. He hadn't even felt the spell hit him, but it obviously had, as he now heard the shouts from behind to stay still (where else was he going?!) and other people around them turning to stare. "Lottie!" Adian squeaked, feeling very much like his heart would die from how quickly it was sputtering.

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snarky_monkey
2013-08-01 11:41 pm UTC (link)

Everything was escalating so quickly. Her eyes shifted quickly from the hit-wizards to Adian who seemed to be unable to move. She should just leave him, it really wasn't her problem at all. But then there was the chance he would never tell her anything again. Lottie did like to keep in the good graces of those who provided her with good gossip.

"Don't just stand there!" she demanded taking hold of his wrist, giving it a hearty tug. "They will be here any minute!"

Realizing that his feet were in fact stuck to where they were, Charlotte threw her hands up in defeat. She was miserable at jinxes and counter jinxes. She couldn't get caught, what if they thought she had done something wrong too. She had already pushed a bit far with Octavius this week and if it got out that she helped, who knew what would happen.

"Ihavetogo!" she said quickly. Lottie didn't know what else to do. She couldn't really help. She didn't think that people were actually coming after him. Wouldn't they be more concerned with chasing Louis. Either way, she reported the gossip, she couldn't be the gossip. She didn't do anything at all. "I am sorry. I'll make it up to later, I promise."

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starcrossed
2013-08-04 03:15 am UTC (link)

Lottie Sweeting had touched his hand. How could he possibly even in the tiniest bit upset about her ditching him when she had touched his hand.

Well, technically it had been his arm, his lower arm, but it had been closer to his hand than his elbow so that counted, definitely.

Adian's thoughts were completely consumed on this simple occurrence, so much so that he barely felt his feet finally unstick and a pair of hands strong-arm him backwards. His legs fumbled only because he wasn't paying attention to anything present, but instead the retreating bob of Charlotte's hair into the crowd. It could be spotted yards away, with how it bounced, and flew, and---

She'd make it up to him later. Wait until he told Louis--- well, Louis probably wouldn't care, what with the current situation at hand, but-- Adian let out a content sigh, his head in the clouds as his body was hauled away. She promised. What did a Charlotte Sweeting promise entail? He prayed to all that was holy and Merlin that he would make it through the next 24 hours to find out.

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