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Vikesh Moon (ylwrosofireland) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-03 21:21:00

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character: finbar quigley, character: terry boot, character: vikesh moon

Who: Open to Ballycastle Players
What: Post-game shenanigans
Where: Ballycastle locker room
When: October 3 - after the game!
Status: Open-ish / Ongoing
A/N: (I took a tiny liberty with the Ballycastle healer - if anyone wants to change it, I can no problem!)

The moment the game was over and the players landed, the Ballycstle healer all but dragged Vikesh into the locker room to examine him. She muttered under her breath as he was plopped down onto a bench - the witch was stronger than she looked - and he was quickly enveloped in a diagnostic spell. She then said something about 'too stubborn for your own good' and 'idiot beaters being the death of me' before starting the appropriate healing charms that would have his shoulder feeling good as new.

Unfortunately, the one thing she couldn't heal was his pride, something he didn't like to acknowledge he had yet there it was. He'd been so focused on going after Quirke that he'd likely missed all too many opportunities to aim for the other team's chasers. He knew his team had been up in points before the snitch was captured, but had he done his job right, then maybe they'd have been so far ahead that even the snitch would not have been able to top them.

He grit his teeth as his shoulder started feeling normal again, and he was thankful that at least could be done rather painlessly. He was definitely going to spend a few hours meditating - he needed to rid himself of his anger and frustration and pride before it grew too large.

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chipmunksrule
2014-10-18 01:27 am UTC (link)

Terry was slightly confused at that; it wasn't like Vee to get out of sorts by someone he didn't even know. But it was true that Quirke had focused on Vee just as intensely, so maybe it was just one of those negative connections that couldn't be explained. Stranger things had happened.

Copying Vee's position, he began a series of deep breathing exercises that helped him come down from any post-game high before going home. "It wouldn't hurt to think about it. We could talk about it next practice; it would be beneficial for the whole team to be able to focus through unexpected distraction."

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ylwrosofireland
2014-10-18 01:59 am UTC (link)

Vikesh could feel the tension beginning to ease from his body as a natural calm came over him. "Let's add it to the list of things to tackle, then. In the meantime, will you be celebrating your good game tonight? You know if you need the flat to yourself, all you have to do is let me know."

His lips quirked up into a smirk which he immediately tried to hide. "Or maybe we can just open the blinds and let you give the neighbourhood a show."

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chipmunksrule
2014-10-21 11:39 pm UTC (link)

Terry laughed, but shook his head. "No celebrating tonight, unless you count the glass of wine I plan to indulge in before bed." He allowed himself one glass a week, and very rarely partook of even that amount. "Not seeing anyone right now, so any other kind of celebrating is out of the picture." He knew if he wanted he could head into any pub that broadcast Quidditch and find himself companionship for the night, but encounters of that sort held no appeal for him, and never had.

"Shall I do a little dance for them as well?" he asked, rolling his eyes as he finally started pulling on clothes for the trip home. "No, I think I'll do some reading, actually. I'm in the middle of a fascinating text on early Transfiguration techniques of the Vikings." It was fascinating, and Terry was looking forward to finishing it.

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ylwrosofireland
2014-10-22 12:15 am UTC (link)

Vikesh wasn't surprised at the lack of 'other celebrating' - one didn't room with a man for any period of time without getting to know a few of their routines. However... "Still had to offer, just in case."

He nodded and started unfolding his legs. "You're such a Ravenclaw, Terry," he said, almost teasingly. "All right, you go on ahead. I haven't had a chance to shower yet and I'd rather do it now than at the flat. If you don't hear me, it's because I'll have a privacy charm up so I can meditate in silence."

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