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galvin g. gudgeon ([info]galvinized) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2014-01-24 23:53:00


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Entry tags:galvin gudgeon, michal conway lynch

Broski
He was a sensible bloke, truly and forever, but damn if each mention of the World Cup didn't remind him how he was the only Falcon not to make their country's squad. Of course he was proud of his teammates, but even the most humble of badgers could feel the sting of jealousy rise up in their chest. Vinny even had Gleny heading off to the event for the WWN, leaving him (and Tristan!) in England to watch from afar.

It was okay. It wasn't the end of the world, it would be good to have an extended holiday. Vinny took it as having more time to rest and have next season remind everyone why he should have been put on the squad instead of Summerby. Summerby! The influence of the Falcons' organization had rubbed off on him slightly, because he had immediately called the other seeker a fluke, but then---no. He'd come off the Cannons too, he knew how they wasted potential.

Vinny was fine, but to be fine meant an extra hour in the gym at the stadium. He shook his head to get the last bits of water out of his hair after his shower and packed up everything to head back home. He was about to leave when he remembered he'd left the latest Falcon newsletter in the players' lounge, and Tristan had been keen on collecting the player cards in each issue. Vinny made his way in and to his locker, and didn't notice his teammate until he'd turned back around.

"Bloody hell, Lynch!" Vinny said, forcing himself not to put a hand to his heart. He shook his head, and then frowned at Michal. He had distinctively stayed late tonight because the stadium should've been empty. "Wait, don't you have rehab tonight?"



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[info]galvinized
2014-02-04 04:25 am UTC (link)
Vinny's hands went up to hover at the side of his head, looking ready to grab his own ears and rip them off. Michal's shove knocked him back into reality, though he continued to stare, absolutely bewildered.

"You slept---with--Larkin?!"

That was the absolute furthest thing he thought he was going to hear in retaliation! Michal had slept with Larkin? Larkin? A pity shag? Larkin had become quite friendly with the Falcons after the prison debacle in Istanbul, and it had been made no secret by all of Michal's Hogwarts friends that he harbored some long-lasting fancy for her, so---but where had Larkin been these past few months? Seemingly disappeared off the face of the earth, again. Michal had been obviously mopey, but did this really explain---he supposed that it may have triggered---But!--Merlin.

First of all, Michal was apparently way more fucked up than Vinny had been imagining, and second, that wasn't even what he'd been implying! He dropped his head back, completely bewildered that this could have gone so poorly. See, see! This was what happened when he decided to listen to the animal instincts inside of him that told him to needle and pester! This was why Derek was the hitwizard and he was not! He was not meant to poke and prod and cause explosions!

"Seth didn't---I was talking about Bonaccord, you idiot!" Vinny let out, waving a hand out, "You know, the one you actually dated? Merlin, you need an intervention or something with all this nonsense going on. Larkin, really?"

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[info]conways
2014-02-06 03:15 am UTC (link)
Therese?

Michal stopped, his brow furrowing for a moment as he thought back on Vinny's words. He had been talking about Therese? With the way it had been said, had been worded, Michal simply assumed Vinny had been referring to a one-time hook up, not his most recent disastrous relationship break down. What, was he trying to make him feel bad how he had, once again, been the reason behind a painful break-up? That he, what, was devastated at the fact that he could no longer call her his? Had spiraled at the reality of no longer being to hold her tight, hold her inappropriately, hold her at all?

But, what do I know? Didn't think she was that good of a lay.

A few moments ticked by, and then-- all at once, he understood.

"YOU SLEPT WITH THERESE?!" Michal roared, his anger culminating into an exploding fit. Faultless Vinny, perfect Galvin Gudgeon--- and Therese?! His teammate, his teammate and--- everything else, all other insults Vinny had flung burned away, for they really paled in comparison to what Vinny had meant, what he had first attempted to convey. What a fucking bastard!

Seething, Michal charged forward and sharply grabbed Vinny by his front. "YOU HAD SEX WITH MY GIRLFRIEND!" he howled, his other hand rounding to grip the other wizard's collar. If he were a dragon, he would have been spitting fire. But, being a simple wizard, he instead huffed out extremely vicious breaths of air laced with spit. His face burned, his arms shook, and he shoved Vinny back before grappling to grab his front again.

"WHAT THE FUCK!"

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[info]galvinized
2014-02-06 04:45 am UTC (link)
This evening had absolutely gone in the wrong direction.

"Oy, OY!" Vinny started, at first putting his hands up in defense as Michal roared to life. If he had time to think, which he really didn't, he would note that this was the most alive he'd seen his teammate in months. Sure, he resembled a raging chimaera ready to devour him, but it was something more than the lackluster performance he'd been putting on. Well, that was something accomplished. What Vinny had not planned on was his words being taken the wrong way as often as Michal had. Aside from the fact that he had briefly dated Therese (so briefly that she abandoned him at a New Year's party without a single word), Vinny had honestly only made the comment in reference to the fact that he didn't think Michal had cared that much.

Obviously, he'd been wrong about that, and he'd been wrong about his choice of vulgar language. What a poor Hufflepuff he'd been tonight, he couldn't believe he'd allowed himself to get riled up enough about the World Cup to lose his constant state of utmost propriety.

Vinny, because of his guilt (a guilt that would last for weeks, he was sure), forced himself to keep his hands from prying Michal away, even as his teammate seemed to grow angrier by the second. He had to quickly choose his words, but he struggled. He was just going to dig himself into a bloody deeper hole than he was already in.

"That's not---I---it was way before you two met and---I wasn't even a Falcon!" he managed, mouth twisting in frustration. "I wasn't saying---I didn't think you cared that much, now get off!" he finally let out, not enjoying the feeling of being pushed against the lockers. Who would? Vinny pushed Michal away, huffing in annoyance. Perhaps this team needed lessons in anger management and oral communication.

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[info]conways
2014-02-12 10:06 pm UTC (link)
Michal paused, his eyes tightening into two slits. Gudgeon could 'oy!' all he wanted, but that wasn't going to change much about the next few moments. Did he really think he'd be able to say whatever he wanted and get away with it? That was his girlfriend, his ex-girlfriend, and while Michal would admit their relationship was in miserable shambles because of Therese's unplanned.... miscarriage that didn't change... that didn't give Vinny the right to--- he was out of line.

As his teammate began to squirm, Michal pushed the seeker back against the wall again for emphasis. Seekers were easy to break, seekers had to be lightweights by nature. But keepers? No, no, all muscle, long limbs, broad shoulders and Vinny had no quidditch season to protect him. It was off season, he would have plenty of time to recover from the bit of bruising he deserved...

Somehow, Vinny managed to squeeze out of his grip, and Michal rounded on the younger wizard. He looked disheveled, alarmed, and guilty. Good. Frankly, he didn't care what excuses (or retorts) Vinny was currently spewing out, he had heard enough. He confirmed that they had happened, that they had... it had been...

His forehead began to throb, and Michal applied pressure to his face with his hand. Great, now he had a bloody headache to go along with the utter and complete bloodlust pumping through his veins for Vinny Gudgeon. Pressing his palm to the side of his face, Michal closed his eyes.

"Get out," he growled, rubbing his head. He let out a frustrated sound, and quickly opened his eyes to flash a glare at Vinny.

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