h o l l y (hollyharpie) wrote in valesco,
@ 2014-02-08 20:41:00

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adrian mattias, anya kalinnikov, danielle rookwood, donovan rookwood, grail yates, group, hamilton nott, henry wadcock, holly troy, jeremiah whitehorn, kendall broadmoor, magnolia mattias, mattie scarpin, melania comstock, michal conway lynch, nona pepper, oliver comstock, savannah davies, scarlett rabnott, seth wadcock, therese bonaccord

Hogsmeade Valentine's Spectacular! Friday, the 14th
Now, Holly was definitely not someone who enjoyed the frills and lace of Valentine's Day. Usually, she hated it, it was in the top five list of things she hated, but this year? She felt like celebrating. It had been a damn good year, and Holly was taking every opportunity to showcase the good bloody mood she'd been in. Sure, there had been its blips (McCormack owed her quite some bit), and each moment made her appreciate each and every day.

But that was the sort of sappy stuff she and her husband didn't say, so that was why she had insisted that their visit to Hogsmeade tonight was to crack jokes and judge the couples that took this holiday way too seriously.

It was turning out to not be as horrendous as one may have thought. Hogsmeade was a village on display, each store front lit up with lights, the street lamps giving off sprays of glitter and confetti as couples walked past. The different food places had set up heating spells around outside tables and counters, the aroma completely filling her every sense. The lake had turned into a beautiful ice rink, while a magical ferris wheel lit up the sky. The village had always amazed her, knowing that it was the only place in the country wizards and witches could be completely at ease with their magic outside of Hogwarts.

"Good thing they didn't let the kiddies out," Holly said, eyes catching sight of the castle in the distance. "They'd ruin the romance."

- Hogsmeade is open to all! The village streets are sort of like a Valentine's fair, hosted by Madam Puddifoot's (so you know there's some cheesy stuff).
- For some ADDED FUN, a little trickster has laced the chocolate supply with a truth serum. The amount of chocolate your character ingests, the more truthful/the longer they are under its spell. Soo...that could lead to some fun, y/y? >:D
- ALSO, for players on non British Isles teams, this is the last weekend to be home because practice for the WC starts after Valentine's Day! So get those feels out because you're shipping out!

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Kendall!

gillant
2014-02-12 02:31 am UTC (link)

Anya Kalinnikov was a tall woman to begin with, so the added height her boots gave her made her stand out in the crowd, towering over some of the men and most of the women. She wasn’t trying to blend in; she rarely ever was, but tonight she wasn’t walking around Hogsmeade for the candy. Her publicist had suggested she go and make it look like she was having a good time as a single woman on Valentine’s Day. The idea was completely absurd to her, but there was no denying that the Falcon’s female fan base had certainly increased since she had been brought onto the team. There was definitely some additional responsibility that went along with being the only woman on the team, but every time a little girl approached her and told her they wanted to grow up and play Quidditch ‘just like her’, she remembered why it was she did what she did. She loved the sport, that much was obvious, but there was a thrill that came along with being an inspiration to others.

She had collected a series of flowers as she walked the streets of Hogsmeade, and along with being asked to be in some photos and sign some autographs, more than one handsome wizard had offered to be her Valentine. They didn’t celebrate the holiday back in Russia, and she didn’t understand the concept when she had first moved to England; then again her English hadn’t been so great and she had misunderstood the concept. There was something about a man with an arrow who shot at people. It was all very confusing.

One of the shop owners had been kind enough to offer her some ribbon to tie together the bouquet of accrued flowers she had collected while roaming the streets, making it easier for her to hold them in one arm. Leaning her shoulder against one of the support beams of a tent that was set up nearby, she took a moment to observe the activities going on around her. Anya had always been a sucker for romance, though people didn’t tend to believe it because of her reputation. She wasn’t a whore, by any means, but she did enjoy having a good time; just another thing she was judged on because of her gender. It had actually been quite some times since she had been with a bloke in any capacity; the thing was she didn’t have much interest. She was too preoccupied with the World Cup, and before that it was the end of the season.

Scanning the area, she watched as women giggled as their men whispered sweet nothings into their ear, and how men looked at their partner with complete adoration. Romance was a beautiful thing, but she was beginning to feel more pathetic than inspiring. That was her queue to get the hell out of there. With a light sigh, she straightened up and began walking, though as she was walking she noticed a familiar face. A wolfish grin crossed her features and she reached out to touch his sleeve, getting his attention.

“Well, well, well…if it isn’t Mr.Broadmoor.” She adjusted the flowers in her arm. “Have you come to save another girl from being stranded in a café?” She said, flashing her teeth again. Honestly she was glad to see a familiar face; the only other person she had seen was Holly, but she had her husband on her arm.

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kjbroadmoor
2014-02-13 09:45 pm UTC (link)

The last place Kendall wanted to be on Valentine's day, was in Hogsmeade Village. The tacky decorations, the couples. How he made it this long through the night was a miracle. But he promised the Wanderer's management he'd make an appearance (why not it wasn't like he had to practice for the world cup or anything) and he really didn't feel it was worth the effort to argue. They did have a point after all.

His heart rate spike as someone touched his sleeve. He had been doing so well to avoid Rose, and he really didn't think she would be here with Axe (or maybe she would be, who knew) but she was certainly the last person he wanted to run into on Valentine's day.

A smile crossed his face as he turned. Anya, well that certainly was a pleasant surprise. "Miss Kalinnikov, fancy running into you here." He laughed at he question. "Ah, it seems that there are no damsels in distress tonight. I'll just have save my knightly skills for another time. I see you've done well for yourself," he said nodding to the bouquet in her hands.

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gillant
2014-02-16 06:52 am UTC (link)

“I would think there would be plenty of women for you to save from being alone on a day like today. Maybe you’re just looking in all the wrong places.” She didn’t doubt there were women who went out alone just hoping an available man would take a seat across from her at an empty table. Whether Kendall realized it or not, he really had saved her from the humiliation that came along with dining alone at a table set for two in a crowded restaurant. She wasn’t sure if it would have been any worse if she had left after waiting so long, but she definitely appreciated his decency. Not everyone had that attribute.

When he made mention of the flowers she was holding, she looked down at them with a fond smile. “I think they’ll look lovely in my flat. Perhaps I’ll even take them with me to New York to liven up my hotel room.” She turned back to him. “Unfortunately I’m not as good with plants as I am a beaters bat. They tend to die within a few days’ time,” she admitted. “I don’t know what I do wrong, but I admire them while they’re alive.” She shifted her weight, her shoulders shrugging a bit in reaction to the cold as a breeze passed over them, her hand once again going to swipe some hair away from her face.

“Were you getting ready to leave, or there someone keeping you here?” She didn’t see anyone with him, and he hadn’t mentioned anyone, but she found herself curious as to whether he was there alone.

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