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


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Entry tags: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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[info]jot_it_down
2013-08-01 08:37 pm UTC (link)
It was admittedly a little surprising, listening to Seth speak about his Grandmother the way he was. He seemed to have a deep affection for the witch, so it was kind of nice to see him talk about her without pretending like it didn't matter. They hadn't been married very long, but Savannah had gotten the impression that he would rather act like he didn't care about things than let people on to the fact that he did. It was almost like he thought caring about things made him seem vulnerable. For a while, she thought she had been one of the few people who were an exception to that rule. Now, looking back on things, she wondered if maybe she had just been delusional. She really couldn't be sure, and that had caused her more pain than anything, since she was left wondering if she had done something wrong, or if he was just too emotionally stunted to realize what the word 'marriage' actually meant.

She gnawed at the inside of her cheek, also looking back to the pictures in front of her, watching him shift uncomfortably out of the corner of her eye. While she could have let him stew in the guilt brought on by decisions he had made in the past - because he had made a lot of bad decisions - she was going to try and be the bigger person. "You played well, for the United. I'm sure it made her happy to see you in blue and gold, while it lasted."

When she felt his gaze on her, she turned to look back at him. It was the first time she had really focused in on his face, her eyes meeting his. She remembered how she used to go weak in the knees whenever he looked at her a certain way with those diamond-like eyes of his. That had been back when she still had that ring on her left hand...

The thought was quickly shaken from her head as he turned the topic of conversation onto her. She let out a humorless laugh, reaching up to rub at her brow. How were things going for her? She had to think for a moment before answering, hoping it wouldn't raise suspicions.

"Things are alright," she lied, dropping her hand back down to make eye contact again. "I've actually been looking to get out of Witch Weekly, though. This may come as a shock to you, but I hadn't expected to spend my entire life writing articles about food preferences - though I'll have you know, I did try pitching your cake versus pie concept, but they thought it may cause a lot of controversy." She was joking, of course, trying to make light of how pathetic her recent assignments have been. "I actually have an interview next week." She shrugged as though it were no big deal, though truthfully she was excited about it.

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[info]wadcock
2013-08-08 06:52 am UTC (link)
"You are better than Witch Weekly deserves." Seth said easily. And it was true, he had read her articles many times and the magazine certainly didn't understand what a resource they had in their hands. He also knew that look on her face, the one where she was skirting the truth and hoping that he didn't notice.

He usually noticed, it was the part where he didn't do anything about it that was one of the many reasons that their relationship didn't work. But this was nice though, having a conversation almost like all the negative between the two of them didn't happen. He didn't want to ruin it by sticking his nose where it no longer belonged, but he really did want to respond by asking if things were truly alright.

"I am sure you will do fantastic. If you can make Witch Weekly remotely readable, every one else should be knocking down doors to have you writing for them." He said instead, hoping to keep the conversation light.

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[info]jot_it_down
2013-08-08 08:48 pm UTC (link)
His kind words came as something of a surprise, though she had come to know the difference between him saying something in hopes of being in someone’s good graces, and him actually meaning what he was saying. Savannah had always been able to see the good in Seth, even when he couldn’t see it himself - it was one of the reasons she had agreed to marry him. She knew that deep down, under that arrogant exterior, he wasn’t a bad guy. He just made a lot of bad choices. Once upon a time, she had thought that maybe she could be a good influence on him - that maybe she could try and act as his conscience, since he was just so damn impulsive. Being a Ravenclaw, Sav had always been one to think things through; as a matter of fact, marrying Seth was probably one of the most impulsive things she had ever done in her life. She hadn’t even regretted it until it began to feel like she was sharing a bed with a stranger, and not the man who was supposed to be her husband.

He had made her feel like a fool, and it had taken a long time for her to be able to move on from that. She still felt a certain ache whenever she was around him, though - he was the future she wanted, had, and lost. It was hard to get past that.

“I hope so,” she said, rocking back and forth on the balls of her feet. She went quiet for a bit, and was then overcome with the urge to tell him more about the upcoming interview. She had yet to tell anyone about it, seeing how she had only just found out about it a day ago. Her first instinct had been to tell Geoff, but she hadn’t seen him since they had gotten into the fight that compelled them to take a break.

“It’s with the WWN,” she finally spat out, and turned to look over at him. She looked nervous just talking about the interview. “I know I’m more than qualified as a writer, but it’s the public speaking bit that has me a bit rattled.”

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