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Vikesh Moon (ylwrosofireland) wrote in finnigans_rpg,
@ 2014-10-03 21:37:00

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character: orla quirke, character: vikesh moon

Who: Vikesh Moon and Orla Quirke
What: Settling things off the pitch
Where: Hall outside the Ballycastle locker room
When: October 3 - after the game and post-game
Status: Closed / Ongoing
Warning: Very likely some language?

Vikesh was one of the last of the Ballycastle players to leave that night, having retreated to a corner to meditate for half an hour. It had done him a world of good - his mind felt settled, his soul more at ease, and he was in better control of his emotions. The only one that weighed upon him now was shame at how he'd allowed them to get the best of him earlier in the game.

With a sigh, he slung his bag over his shoulder - the one that hadn't been injured, as the healer had said to take it easy for at least a day while the magic did its work - and started walking down the hall toward the exit.

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ylwrosofireland
2014-10-09 01:57 am UTC (link)

Vikesh was completely genuine in his question - while some of his teammates may play games, he was up front and honest about everything. He wasn't the kind of person one could trust a secret, but he could always be relied upon to tell someone the ugly truth.

"I actually don't do much with weights. I fly regularly, and the rest of the time I work on yoga and meditation. I've always believed, however, that true power comes from the spirit. Once we rid ourselves of greed and hatred, of pettiness and luxuries and everything that's not a necessity in life, then we can fully be who we're meant to be. I try to pass that on to my teammates - that's probably why we scored more than you did. The snitch almost didn't matter in the end."

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quirkybeater
2014-10-09 02:48 am UTC (link)

Orla's brows rose, an amused smirk playing on her lips. She may have had her own reasons for deciding to respond to the accidental near miss to her head, but she hadn't forced Vikesh to respond. Granted, it worked well in her mind since it wasn't something she was against doing under certain circumstances, even if it occasionally earned her a reputation as mental, but that didn't mean others had to respond in kind. Especially not others who began preaching about true power coming from spirit and giving up things to be who they're meant to be. She may not have, on some levels, fully disagreed with him; however, it still amused her that he'd say such a thing while clearly not taking his own advice.

"Interesting outlook," she said, meaning it, though she had no current desire to discuss beliefs and philosophies. "Maybe some time you can tell me more about it, but I've got to get going." She'd left her bag in the changing room and needed to get it before heading out. "But it was a good game," she said, giving his injured shoulder a pat on the side. She winced a little, saying, "Sorry about that. And the initial injury. Hope it feels better soon!"

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ylwrosofireland
2014-10-09 03:01 am UTC (link)

He was about to reply to her initial comment, but the pat to his shoulder had him wincing again - though he did his best not to show it. Damned pride. He grit his teeth and offered a benign look.

"Oh, I'm sure it will before the next match. It barely bruised, anyway. I hope you enjoy your celebration." He reached down to pick up his bag again, slinging it over his good shoulder.

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quirkybeater
2014-10-12 01:39 am UTC (link)

"I hope you have a good night," Orla said with a smile. Then she waved at him and turned around, letting her mind wander to what she might do that evening. She headed off toward the changing rooms to get her bag, idly debating on if she should go out or stay in. Both had their pros and cons. As she thought about it, her stomach growled a little bit. She realised regardless of what she did that night, she definitely needed to get something to eat. And that thought had her mind wandering to various restaurants she go to and just what she wanted to eat that night.

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