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 Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2020 12:37 pm
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I can't help but feel like I'm one in a m i l l i o n
I'm worth all the c r a p that I'm putting you through
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Zoe Quimby
Beauxbatons Alumna - Twenty Seven Years Old - Pureblood
Hair Stylist - Magic Clips Salon
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Zoe chuckled when Kylian gasped in surprise as she grabbed his hand. “J’aime patiner. J’essaye de patiner au moins une fois par année,” Zoe said. While she lived in France, she and her friends had always gone to Patinoire Vegapolis. Although it wasn’t an outdoor skating rink, which was very lovely, that rink felt more like a party with all of the music and lights they had. Additionally, they also had an ice slide and tunnel. When Kylian agreed to go for hot chocolate, Zoe skating alongside him until they were back on solid ground. “A little,” Zoe agreed as she untied her skates and traded them back in for her boots. “Two hot chocolates, please,” she ordered, pulling out her wallet to pay. As they waited for their drinks, Ky invited her to dinner. “Oui, merci. I’d love zat,” she said with a smile. “Is it close enough to walk?” Zoe loved drinking hot chocolate and walking through snow, so she hoped the answer would be yes.
((OOC: “I love skating. I try to skate at least once per year.”)) xxxxxxxxxxx  xxxxxxxxxxx 
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2020 6:35 pm
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xx➺ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? London - Skating Rink
xxx➺ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Zoe
xxxx➺ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Wintery Date Night
xxxxx➺ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? This cocoa is warming my soul
Kylian grinned when Zoe noted that she tried to go skating every year. It certainly took more dedication to the sport than he had. Luckily he at least knew how to skate a bit, otherwise he'd look silly. Then again, if he wasn't sure enough of his ability, he'd not have suggested skating for a date... but whatever. He was more excited once back on solid footing. Once they had hot cocoa in hand, he sipped happily at the warm drink. After asking Zoe to dinner, she asked if it was close enough to walk. He glanced at the street, then nodded once. "It is about two blocks up. If you're not keen on walking, I don't mind driving us over. I brought my car tonight." He was cool either way, but if she decided to walk he'd probably stop by the car to grab his gloves. Otherwise, he was sure, his fingers were going to fall off from the cold.
Gʀᴇᴡ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, I'ᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ
Dʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪꜰ I'ᴅ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ, I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘʀᴀʏ
Tʀʏɪɴɢ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴜᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴘᴇᴀᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ, ꜰᴇʟᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴇ
Wᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜰᴇʟᴛ sᴏ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ. Sᴏ I ᴘʀᴀʏᴇᴅ I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ
I'ʟʟ sᴘʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ᴡɪɴɢs ᴀɴᴅ I'ʟʟ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ꜰʟʏ. I'ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs 'ᴛɪʟ I ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ
Aɴᴅ I'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴡɪsʜ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴀᴡᴀʏ
Oᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ, ʙᴜᴛ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ʟᴏᴠᴇ
I'ʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʀɪsᴋ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴀᴡᴀʏ
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2021 9:58 pm
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It's kinda hard with you not around
Know you're in heaven smiling down
Watching us while we pray for you
Every day we pray for you
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Ɯιтcн Ɯαтcнєя || ƤυяєвƖσσɗ || Uαgαɗσυ AƖυмηι
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Folami was tired. He'd just gotten out of work and was trying to get home, intent on just relaxing. He'd downsized his flat since Omolara left home, which left Folami with just enough space to relax and not have to worry about much. However, tonight seemed different for some reason. For one, he had the sense that something was wrong while he walked up to his place, and for another, someone was camped out on the stoop of his flat. Cocking his head to the side to get a better look, he reached for his wand, thinking that whoever this was, it was trouble.
All of that fled his mind the moment he caught sight of a familiar face. Older, more careworn and strained, Folami recognized the face of Laurie Hadaway. His heart speeding up, he moved forward automatically with his wand drawn. Laurie, for his part, didn't seem like he was moving to do anything, and Folami made a decision. Gesturing his chin toward the door, Folami quickly unlocked it and ushered his long-lost friend inside, still with his wand ready. "Laurie? What the bloody hell are you doing here? Where have you been?"
"I don't know. I can't seem to find Brynne or Parker. I..." Laurie shook his head, and Folami could sense the confusion rolling off the other man. "I've been all over. I don't even know where. Nothing makes sense!"
Folami gestured to a chair, trying desperately to not get angry at the other man. "You don't know? It's been nearly twenty years! How could you not know? Ayodele and I... We took Parker in. You and Brynne were gone! Then I see you in the news several times as a terrorist. How can you really not know?"
"Twenty years..." Laurie looked sick. "That's impossible. It has to be... what, three years at most? I can't have been away that long."
None of this made sense to Folami, and he shook his head in silent shock. "I am sorry Laurie, but it has. And things change." His mouth pressed into a fine line. "I am going to have to take you in, Laurie."
"Is Parker all right?" Folami blinked at the question. "If it's been twenty years like you said, he's got to be, what? Twenty-three now?"
"He's grown up, become a good man, and is very happy." Folami swallowed, thinking of the fact that, for all intents and purposes, Parker became more his son than Laurie's in the intervening years. He couldn't reintroduce Parker to a man that the ministry considered a criminal. Casting a quick Body Bind hex, he watched as Laurie stiffened up before grabbing an arm. "You are, however, under arrest."
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Location: London - Home
Thinking: Where the hell has Laurie been???
OOC: - ◎ -
'Til the day we meet again
In my heart is where I'll keep you, friend
Memories give me the strength I need to proceed
Strength I need to believe
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2021 3:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2021 3:48 pm
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Comme un m é d i c a m e n t, moi, je suis r i e n sans toi
Et je sais que, je sais que jе p e r d s du temps dans tes b r a s
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Zoe Marteau
Thirty One Years Old - Married - Pureblood
Beauxbatons Alumna - Hair Stylist - Magic Clips Salon
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With Kylian by her side and many of their wedding guests standing around and watching impatiently, Zoe sliced through the top layer of their cake. The cake itself was art and she was happy knowing that they would have photos to look back on it forevermore. However, she was also excited to eat it as she remembered the day they had planned the cake tasting and how much she had enjoyed this particular flavour. Cutting a piece for herself and Kylian, she placed them on plates and walked away, hand in hand with her husband to let the caterer take care of the rest of the cake cutting. “Nous sommes mariés enfin, mon amour,” she hummed into Kylian’s ear, smiling up at him. They had waited for this day for over a year, and it had finally arrived. Zoe turned her head to take in the venue – or rather, the skating rink – where they had had their very first date. Thank God for magic, or else she would have been freezing having her wedding here.
((OOC: translation - “We are finally married, my love”)) xxxxxxxxxxx  xxxxxxxxxxx 
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Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2021 4:10 pm
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xx➺ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? London Central Ice Rink
xxx➺ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Family, Friends, and of course, My Wife
xxxx➺ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Me and Zoe's wedding
xxxxx➺ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? She looks magnificent
Kylian was quite satisfied with the culmination of all their efforts to make their wedding such a perfect evening. The actual ceremony had been absolutely beautiful, especially surrounded by their families and friends. Once they'd said their vows and their 'I Do's, it was over. They signed their wedding form, then they were official. She was now a Marteau, and he couldn't be happier to share a name. After the ceremony, the newlyweds did a nice dance, then the whole group walked over to cut cake. They'd fed each other a bite, then they went over to eat cake and relax for the first time in several hours. "Et je ne pourrais pas être plus heureux de partager ce moment avec toi, ma chère." He grinned, placing a kiss gently on her lips. It would be this forever, the two of them so in love. He gently squeezed her hand, holding his new wife close.
{{Wearing Wedding Suit}}
{{To Translate: "And I could not be happier to share this moment with you, my dear"}}
Gʀᴇᴡ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪɴ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, I'ᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ
Dʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪꜰ I'ᴅ ᴇɴᴅ ᴜᴘ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ, I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘʀᴀʏ
Tʀʏɪɴɢ ʜᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴜᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴘᴇᴀᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ, ꜰᴇʟᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴇ
Wᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜰᴇʟᴛ sᴏ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ʜᴇʀᴇ. Sᴏ I ᴘʀᴀʏᴇᴅ I ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ
I'ʟʟ sᴘʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ᴡɪɴɢs ᴀɴᴅ I'ʟʟ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ꜰʟʏ. I'ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇs 'ᴛɪʟ I ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ
Aɴᴅ I'ʟʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴡɪsʜ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴀᴡᴀʏ
Oᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ᴀɴᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ, ʙᴜᴛ I ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇs ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ʟᴏᴠᴇ
I'ʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʀɪsᴋ, ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴀᴡᴀʏ
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2021 7:40 pm
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Alexandria Barrett
Gryffindor Alumna - Forty Two - Pureblood - Married - Mother
All or Nothing Ink and Board Shop - Piercing Specialist & Skate Park Assistant
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Alexandria stayed seated while many of the other guests crowded around to watch the cake cutting. It was a miracle she even looked as good as she did considering she felt like trash this afternoon, when she had finally awoken from her late night of partying. Who held their wedding on New Year’s day? Although Alex and Crash, who were apparently made for each other, enjoyed partying, drinking, and smoking, they hadn’t been able to do it much over the last eighteen years since having children. However, on this particular New Year’s Eve, Syd had stayed overnight at a friend’s house, and Penelope was old enough to hang out with her friends and get home safely without needing her parents to wait up for her. So, they took the opportunity and attended their own friends’ party.
“I’ll just have water, thanks,” she said as a waitress came by to fill up her empty wine glass, which had been empty the entire evening because she couldn’t bear to drink any alcohol today. Once the waitress had continued on her way, Alex glanced towards her husband, exchanging drowsy glances before bursting into laughter. “God, I am so tired,” she admitted although she, at least, had make up to help cover it up. Crash did not (but he did have magic so he wasn’t helpless).
We're connected by the sun and all the stars above
..................You melt me and my body feels no shame
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
And I don't care tonight if it burns too bright .............
'Cause baby that's why I came
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2021 9:10 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? London Central Ice Rink
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Chadwick, wedding guests
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Zoe and Kylian's Wedding
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I'm glad we're magic or I'd be frozen
Finley was still a little surprised that he'd been asked to be Kylian's best man. It was even more strange that he'd said Finley was practically Zoe's little brother. Of course, he felt similarly to that sentiment. He rather liked Zoe, given they'd spent years together. Sure, they weren't technically related, but Finley figured he wasn't technically related to most people. Luckily, despite going as part of the wedding party, he'd been allowed to bring Chadwick, which he figured would make the night less... well, strange.
During the wedding, Finley stood awkwardly by as Kylian and Zoe officially wed. It was a beautiful ceremony, and he was glad to be a part of it. It made it better that they'd used magic to keep the party warm, otherwise the newly January temperatures would be awful. Finley was also secretly happy their choice in venue was near enough to his new flat that he had been able to drive his new (to him) car. The heater only kinda worked, but with his suit on, it hadn't been too bad. Chadwick had come with him, which was good since they'd spent the night prior watching the new year's firework show in downtown London with some sparkling grape juice. Finley was happily settling into his new flat, though going from just himself to sharing with his boyfriend. Thankfully, it hadn't been too awkward.
After the ceremony, the crowd moved to watch Zoe and Kylian's first dance, then they cut up their cake (well, they cut two pieces, then one of the caterers cut the rest. Finley accepted a piece, walking alongside Chadwick as they found a place to hang out. "So. Weddings are... interesting. I've never been to one before, have you?" He glanced over, dark eyes twinkling in the drawing twilight. "This cake is super good though. I wish normal people could just... go buy a wedding cake. They always seem so much fancier than regular cakes. Maybe I can just ask Zoe where she got it, then she'll like... take pity and just send me home with extras." He laughed at that thought, fairly certain the Marteaus had dropped a pretty penny on this whole wedding. Heck, even just renting the London rink had to be like.... a thousand pounds. He sighed softly, his breath curling in the evening air.
"I'm really glad you agreed to come with me. It's nice to be with you on yet another super fancy event."
{{Wearing x}}
Trying hard to fight these tears. I'm crazy worried
Messing with my head this fear I'm so sorry
You know you gotta get it out I can't take it
That's what being friends about. I want to cry I can't deny
Tonight I wanna up and hide and get inside
It isn't right I gotta live in my life
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
Push until you can't and then demand more
You and me together, we can make it better
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2021 7:12 pm
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Always stay here, never leave me
★ These will be lifelong stories
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Cordelia Vann
Hufflepuff Alumna - Thirty Six Years Old - Halfblood - Married - Mother - Head of the Ghoul Task Force Beast Division
Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures
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Cordelia wobbled her way off the skating rink to change back into her high heels, leaving Dakota to skate with the Noreen and James on his own. Thirty minutes of skating through the pretty purple lights that highlighted the ice was plenty when she felt tired, mostly due to the fact that her bedtime was fast approaching. However, another reason may have been that she didn’t get the best sleep after having a couple of drinks while ringing in the New Year, which was now apparently enough to have her feeling at least a little drunk. It seemed that ever since she had kids and toned down her partying, even the smallest bit of alcohol seemed to get her tipsy.
Cordelia spotted her eldest sister and made her way over to where she was seated with Crash, who she saw much more often than Alex since they’ve been working together for almost twenty years at this point, and much more recently, became his boss. “How are you two holding up?” she asked, taking a seat next to her colleague. Since she was extremely close with the couple, it was clear to her that neither one of them felt their best tonight. “How do you think?” Alexandria answered sarcastically, letting out a laugh after asking. “Not great, I take it. I’ll go get us all some coffee,” she stated before adding, “and cake!” as she noticed that the cake cutting had already begun.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
The light from your eyes made it feel like
We were dancing in the moonlight 🌙
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2021 7:15 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? London Ice Rink
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? My lovely family and lots of friends
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Marteau Wedding
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I love these people more every day
Dris was quite honored he'd been asked to be Kylian's groomsman at his wedding. He did feel a twinge of guilt though, since Puck had to mind two young kids and a baby. Luckily, the Marteau family was smart and had used heating charms virtually everywhere that wouldn't melt the ice of the skate rink. After the ceremony finished, he walked over to his little family, sliding off his jacket and putting on Wendel's baby sling so he could carry him around hands-free for the rest of the night. With a small shiver, he put his jacket back on and tucked the youngest of their family in the cozy, heat-charmed sling. It was practically Wendel's favorite place to be anyway.
After getting everyone snuggled up, Dris led the group over to the cake station. He very subtly requested smaller pieces for the kids, and he greedily ate his own piece. It was around then that he noticed Rosa's eyes drooping a bit. It was pretty late and it had been a pretty stressful day... "Hey my little Rosey Posey. Wanna piggyback ride and rest for a bit?" Once she accepted his offer, Dris squat down so she could climb up. Once there, he grabbed a thin blanket from their baby bag and wrapped it around Rosa, making sure she'd be comfy. He tied the bottom around his waist, then the top around his chest, that way if she conked out, she'd still be secure. Thank Nan for that handy trick. Lewis had liked to ride around like that back in his "I don't wanna sleep" phase.
After the kids were secured, with Lewis nearby, Dris offered a hand to Puck. "My beautiful wife, would you please grant me a dance?" He grinned, remembering that he had said something similar on their own wedding day. This time, of course, wasn't the same, but hey, neither were they. Now they had three wonderful kids, new jobs, and a whole new set of adventures before themselves. He held his Puck close, cherishing the moment with her, despite the sleepy babies he was carrying. Then again, he'd carry the world if it would make Puck smile. And he was selfishly glad she felt the same of him. He glanced over, watching Lewis talk to the girl who had been the flower girl in the ceremony. As long as he wasn't getting into trouble. He couldn't believe their son was about to turn eight by the end of the month. It felt so recent that he and Puck were new parents, terrified of dropping the teeny bundle that was their son. It was crazy how time could fly so fast...
{{Everyone's Wearing: Dris, Lewis, and Wendel}}
Dʀᴇssᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ Fʀɪᴅᴀʏ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ɪᴍᴘʀᴇss ᴡʜᴏᴀ-ᴏʜ, I ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴏᴡ
Aɴᴅ ᴄᴀɴ I sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛɪᴇsᴛ ɢɪʀʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ, ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, sᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ!
Gᴏᴛ ᴀ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪᴛ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʟᴇᴛ ɢᴏ
Aɴ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴡɪʟᴅ, ʙᴀʙʏ ᴄᴀɴ I ɢᴇᴛ ᴀ sᴍɪʟᴇ, sᴍɪʟᴇ, ᴅᴀᴍɴ, I ʜᴏᴘᴇ sᴏ
Nᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴛ, ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴜꜰꜰʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛ, ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛ, ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛ, ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛ
Sʜᴇ sᴀɪᴅ "I ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪs sᴏɴɢ I'ᴠᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ɪᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ sᴛᴏʟᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴏʀᴅ"
Sʜᴇ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴛɪʟʟ ɪᴛ ʜᴜʀᴛs! Sɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ sᴏɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ, ʙᴇsᴛ sᴏɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ! |
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2021 7:39 pm
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Jessica Quimby-Winthrop
Sixth Year - Sixteen Years Old - Slytherin - Pureblood - Adopted
Co-Director of the Drama Club and Member of the Culinary Club
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Obviously Jessica had to be one of the first in line to try the tall, creamy looking wedding cake that Zoe had sliced into. She cheered along with the other guests as the knife made its first cut through the dessert, clapping along before intertwining her fingers with Lochi’s once again. Things have been a little weird since the Sea Horrors Masquerade due to the rumours going around at school of her and Eden cheating on their partners with each other. Lochi had assured her that he didn’t believe in the rumours, but she couldn’t help but wonder how honest he had been with her. After all, if she heard that about him and Callie, she would have potentially said the same thing to test him. Part of her wanted to trust him, but she needed to ask Eden his opinion on what her boyfriend had said. The only problem with running to Eden in secret was that doing so would only cause more drama, and then Lochi may actually believe the gossip, assuming that he had been truthful in saying that he didn’t believe it now.
“Mm, this looks yummy,” Jessica commented as one of the caterers had placed a piece of cake on her plate. Once the couple had their pieces, they wandered back to their seats to eat. After a moment of silence of them enjoying their treat, Jess looked up at her boyfriend. “Are you having a good time?” she asked, hoping the answer would be yes. She didn’t want to drag him to a wedding and bore him if he didn’t want to be there, especially since none of their friends were here. Of course, Penelope, the Knapp twins and Finley were here somewhere, but she definitely didn’t consider any of them friends – especially not Penny. Although if Lochi really wanted to hang out with them, she supposed she would suck it up and do so for him.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
The world comes to life and everything's bright
From beginning to end when you have a friend
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2021 8:08 pm
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Oliver Davis
Slytherin Alumn - Thirty Two Years Old - Pureblood
Department of Intoxicating Substances - Department of Magical Law Enforcement
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The day had started with Oliver rushing out of bed to throw up before downing two glasses of Gatorade along with an anti-inflammatory pill to stop his head from hurting. Once that was taken care of, he had cooked himself and Arwen eggs, bacon and hash browns to aid their stomach with feeling better, especially knowing that the Marteau wedding would undoubtedly have only vegan foods – How dreadful! After all of that, plus a nap, Ollie had woken up for the second time that day, feeling like a new man. At the wedding, he was pleasantly surprised that the food tasted good, and that cakes could taste delicious without the use of any eggs or dairy. Once he and Arwen finished their pieces, he pulled her onto the dance floor, thinking about all of the weddings they attended together – the Abrams, Kaitlyn’s, Amanda’s, and now the Marteaus. This train of thought led him to realize that all of their closest friends were and family were married. Were they next? Oliver hadn’t even popped the question and they’ve only been living together for less than two years. On the other hand, they have been dating for eight years and have been really great friends for a couple of years prior to that. Maybe it was time.... Besides, he couldn’t see himself growing old with anyone else.
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
I will a l w a y s stay by your side forever
♫ Because we're better t o g e t h e r
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Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2021 10:08 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? London - Ice Rink
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Jess, various wedding attendees
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Marteau Wedding
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I like her dress tonight
Lochi was quite glad Jess had invited him along to her family member's wedding. Sure, he probably wouldn't know anyone there, but he'd be happy enough with Jess beside him. Then again, she mentioned they'd be doing some ice skating, which did make him a bit nervous. He hadn't ice skated since he was like six, and now he was supposed to do so in front of a crowd of strangers... and his girlfriend. Fantastic. They sat together through the ceremony, holding hands as they sat close to prevent any chills. He did notice that Finley Archer from school was the best man... perhaps he was somehow related to Jess too?
Lately their relationship had been a bit rocky, due to a slew of rumors against both them and Callie and Eden. Apparently someone had seen the couples split up at the dance a couple months ago, and that alone was enough to spawn massive rumors that they were all cheating on each other.... with each other. Well, it was more settled on Jess and Eden dating, probably since Callie was.... very unique. Also her mom was one of the professors and she probably had a way to shut down any scuttlebutt. He had to admit having a second of doubt, but Jess said she wasn't cheating, and that was more than enough for him.
When the ceremony was over, Lochi and Jess followed the crowd to watch the newlyweds do their first dance, as well as a few dances with their families. Luckily, once that was over, they had dinner, then watched the couple cut up their super fancy cake. He happily accepted a piece, thanking the caterer that gave him a nice cake slice. Jess said it looked yummy, so Lochi sent a smile toward her. "It looks like the fanciest cake I've ever seen, including the ones on that TV show where they make the super elegant cakes. I can't wait."
They went back the their seats at the table, taking a bite of their cake slices. He couldn't help a little moan of pleasure. Man, it was tastier than it looked! After a moment of eating, Jess asked if he was having a good time. Was she worried he wasn't, or was she perhaps not having fun? "I am, yes. It's a bit chilly, but they put warming charms on my jumper when I got here. It's a crystal clear night with good food and magical cake... Plus I've got a pretty wonderful date. I will admit I'm nervous about skating, though. It's been a while." He grinned, taking another bite of cake. She seemed a bit... off lately, and he assumed it was due to the crazy rumors everywhere, but hopefully if he just kept reassuring her that he didn't believe them, she'd eventually relax about it. He didn't much like rumors anyway.
{{Wearing x}}
Yᴏᴜ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴇᴇ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ,
Yᴏᴜ ᴄᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴀ ɢʟɪᴍᴘsᴇ ᴏғ ɢᴏʟᴅ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ sᴋɪɴs.
I ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴏɴ ᴀɪʀ ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ I'ᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ,
Tʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘɪɴᴇss ʙᴇɢɪɴs.
Aɴᴅ I'ᴍ ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ I'ᴍ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ
Tʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅs ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴀᴍᴏɴᴅs ᴀʀᴇ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ.
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2021 6:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2021 7:04 pm
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xx⇴ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? London Ice Rink
xxx⇴ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? My lovely family and lots of friends
xxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Marteau Wedding
xxxxx⇴ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I love these people more every day
Dris grinned when Puck agreed to dance. Admittedly, he thought it may be mostly due to the small children he was carrying about. He watched as she poked Wendel's nose, the youngest currently awake. He gave a happy squeal, wiggling his arms and legs. Man, they sure did make cute kids. "They're very good dance partners. Especially Rosa." He peeked over his shoulder, grinning at their daughter. As a new song queued up, he accepted Puck's hands, using his long arms to hold her as close as possible without smooshing either baby. He closed his eyes, enjoying the rhythmic movements. When Puck gasped aloud, Dris jumped a bit, startled at the sudden noise.
As Puck asked if they were becoming 'that' couple, Dris let out a small chuckle. "Darling, dearest, love of my life... we've been that couple for a while. Probably extra, given I'm currently carrying two of our three lovely kids. At least you haven't started the whole 'you're next' thing at weddings, baby showers.... stuff like that." He grinned, carefully leaning forward to kiss his wife. "As for the topic... well, there's no one else I'd rather be memed with than you." He laughed, thinking it would be hilarious if the Marteau's wedding photographer just... happened to walk by at that very moment.
{{Everyone's Wearing: Dris, Lewis, and Wendel}}
Dʀᴇssᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ Fʀɪᴅᴀʏ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ɪᴍᴘʀᴇss ᴡʜᴏᴀ-ᴏʜ, I ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴏᴡ
Aɴᴅ ᴄᴀɴ I sᴀʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛɪᴇsᴛ ɢɪʀʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ, ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, sᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɴᴅ!
Gᴏᴛ ᴀ ʀᴇᴄᴏʀᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪᴛ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʟᴇᴛ ɢᴏ
Aɴ ᴏᴘᴘᴏʀᴛᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴡɪʟᴅ, ʙᴀʙʏ ᴄᴀɴ I ɢᴇᴛ ᴀ sᴍɪʟᴇ, sᴍɪʟᴇ, ᴅᴀᴍɴ, I ʜᴏᴘᴇ sᴏ
Nᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴛ, ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴜꜰꜰʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛ, ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛ, ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛ, ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴘᴇᴀᴛ
Sʜᴇ sᴀɪᴅ "I ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪs sᴏɴɢ I'ᴠᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ɪᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ sᴛᴏʟᴇ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴡᴏʀᴅ"
Sʜᴇ's ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴛɪʟʟ ɪᴛ ʜᴜʀᴛs! Sɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ sᴏɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ, ʙᴇsᴛ sᴏɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ! |
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