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Olivia's got to win (gottowin) wrote in flippedrpg,
@ 2012-08-02 00:55:00

Entry tags:

ch: can: charlie weasley, ch: swap: olivia wood, p: emmy, p: lisa

Who: Olivia and Charlie.
When: Backdated to last night.
Where: Charlie's room.
What: this.
Rating/Status: TBD/Incomplete.

It may have looked like a dirty conversation at first glance but Olivia was completely serious. She was also sure Charlie was completely serious as well if she knew him like she knew her old coach. They both had the same sense of competitiveness and the talk to back it all up. The woman was in her zone of winning and there was no stopping her as she wrote and marched her way to Charlie's room. It seemed like he knew everything to say to get her even more heated up and in reality, he should.

If there was ever a person in Olivia's life she owed anything to, it was Charlie. She was only a lowly first year but she remembered badgering the Gryffindor coach to let her practice and play with them. She received what she asked for and then some. Olivia was fairly certain Charlie only let her train with them just to shut her up, but everything had paid off after her first real match. She taught Olivia the fundamentals and then some and if this world was much like the other Charlie's, then she knew what he had done for her alternate self.

Yet that did not stop the Quidditch player from opening his door, throwing the journal on the floor, and charging herself at Charlie. Giving a quick glance to make sure Sorcha wasn't around anywhere. Giving herself the green light, Olivia pounced and pinned Charlie underneath, her hands pinning his above is head, her thighs tightening to hold him in place. "Told you." Olivia let out a small laugh before leaning down, narrowing her eyes. "Actually quite disappointed. You didn't even last a couple minutes."

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burningoffalone
2012-08-03 05:24 am UTC (link)

He hadn't expected for Olivia to be walking and writing in her journal at the same time. Nor had he expected her to just come waltzing into his room as if it were nothing. Not that he minded, under normal circumstances. He didn't believe much in locked doors here. If the Scientists wanted in, they were going to come in. Might as well make it easy for everyone.

Being sent backwards and pinned to the ground, he glanced up at her. He could feel her thighs pushing against his frame, holding him down, and all he could do was glare in her direction. "You are a dirty cheat!" He exclaimed, though with an air of amusement. He wasn't serious and the twinkle in his eyes proved that much.

He just knew how that word got her worked up. "Yeah, because you cheated."

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gottowin
2012-08-03 05:31 am UTC (link)

Something inside Olivia snapped. It wasn't necessarily his expressions or tones, but the word he used. It only took one word to rip a fire within her body and ignite the flames that now shown in her dark eyes. "Cheat?" Her grip tightened in both her thighs and hands. With a hiss, she let go and stood up. "Cheat am I?" Olivia took off her sweater and threw it to ground lifting her arms above her head, her hands motioning for him to come at her.

"Come on then, shorty."

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burningoffalone
2012-08-05 08:44 pm UTC (link)

The inside of his lip was bit down upon with an extreme amount of force in reaction to her tightened thighs. That was cheating, he managed to think before reaching back with his hands to force himself up off the ground. "Oh, you're on, Wood," he said, shifting into a standing position.

Eyes locked in on her and he prepared for an attack. He could wrestle if necessary. He wasn't going down again.

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gottowin
2012-08-06 06:08 am UTC (link)

"Oh yeah?" Olivia couldn't help but to smile. It was fun. Playing around with a male version of Charlie was fun. Same personality but...far cuter and the fact that he wasn't afraid to attempt to kick her arse, well that was fun too. When his eyes narrowed and locked with hers, she froze for a moment. It was like a light switch had been turned on. She blinked hard and focused on what was at hand...which was beating Charlie.

Olivia lunged, bouncing off the back of her right foot. It only took a couple long strides to pounce after him again due to her height. With legs wrapped around his waist, she used the weight of her own body to bring him down on the bed. "Do you cry when you lose?"

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