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We all need a little love and fun now and then with the rise and fall of drama to remind us why we love/like someone. Kick back, find someone and have a little fun.

1. Lazy Day ♥ Why get up when you can laze around in bed with someone and cuddle?
2. Playground games ♥ Remember that fun you had as a child? That special other person brings it back. Tag or Hide and Seek, whatever playground games you want.
3. Firsts ♥ First kiss, first date, first time someone notices the doe eyes pointed their way?
4. Camping ♥ Spend a sweet night under the stars. Nature isn't very private, but who's out in the woods this late at night to see?
5. In the Rain ♥ Since it's not tears from your cheeks, why not go take a natural shower? Maybe you could talk someone into joining you.
6. Slow Dancing ♥ Nothing like music to sweep the rest of the world away, take a few minutes on the dance floor and shake that stress away.
7. WildCard ♥ ~~fuck the police~~ Make up your own!

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Edited 2014-02-05 14:46 (UTC)

All I can say is, yes please, and good luck.

[Draco's never really seen this kind of playground. Well. He's seen them, sure, but he's never played on the things. And why exactly the Nysgods have suddenly given them a playground in one of the parks is beyond him, but honestly? He's going to make the most of it.

[So that's why what a casual walk with Devi - one of many; they seemed to do that far too often - goes from that to Draco suddenly stopping in his tracks, blinking at it and then at her as a wide smirk curves his mouth. Never a good sign, that. Brace yourself, Devi. You're getting dragged along as he heads quickly off in the direction of the swings.]

[Had she known, Devi would have drawn him illustrations of how to play then taken him as soon as they had the equipment.

Devi stopped when he did, missing the playground completely in favor of giving a questioning look. Oh god, a smirk. No, that never boded well and when he started pulling her, she finally got around to noting the playground. Devi grinned once she realized where they were heading.

Cheeky impulsiveness is what prompted the challenge she issued as she pulled her hand from his.]

Race you.

[said illustrations probably would have been pinned up for future reference.

[His eyebrows arch a little at the sudden bout of competitiveness, but there's no way he can refuse something that practically promises (pinky-swears?) to be amazing. In some way, at least. No sooner has she issued it than Draco was running, dashing past her with a whoop that's meant to be some sort of battle cry. No way is he losing. Unless she cheats. Maybe she'll cheat. He doesn't know.]

[A step and a half into his sprint and Devi reacts; the grin was brighter for his war cry and she runs after him.]

Cheater!

[Only because he just took off and stole the lead. She wasn't going to cheat (that would take the fun out of it), but she would give him a 'run' for his credits. Even at a base level, Devi ran quickly, gaining inches on his slight lead.

(D20: 17 - In Draco's favor)

Once she got to the swing set, Devi used one of the support bars to catch and stop her momentum with a giggle.]

I demand a recount, that wasn't fair.

[her accusation of him cheating just makes him grin more, and he loves that he has long legs even more now than before. He knows full well that's why he's got a decent lead on her - that and the fact that he did indeed take off before the starting gun, so to speak - and that's exactly why he holds his lead, however faintly. His grin is almost hurting his cheeks now, and he manages to stop himself with one of the swings, clinging to the chain as he sways and catches his breath.]

Perfectly fair. I'm bigger than you, that's how this works.

[and because he really is twelve: he sticks out his tongue at her.]

[Devi scoffed at his explanation and with a heavy breath stepped around the support to plot down in the swing closest, a hand wrapping around the chain. She glanced over to see him stick out his tongue, turning her face away with a laugh before looking at him again.]

Mature, Draco, real mature. Your size doesn't have anything to do with it either, but.. [She waggled a finger at him threateningly with a scrunched closed eye.] Next time.. Next time, I'll beat ya.

Edited 2014-02-05 18:41 (UTC)

[he drops himself into the swing he's clinging to with a breath of a laugh when she calls him mature. He is. Most of the time. But every now and then...well, he's allowed to have a little fun. A couple years of his childhood got stolen from him, after all, and he has to make up for them.]

All right. I'm holding you to that, then. [he looks far too pleased, and just a little bit sceptical as he beams at her, starting up his swing with a steady kick. It's definitely a new experience, and Draco clearly has none of the grace that someone who's actually done this before has.]

Edited 2014-02-05 18:49 (UTC)

[He was allowed and she would prove herself hypocritical soon enough. When in the mood, Devi encouraged fun. With a pleased smile, Devi expertly toes herself backwards before starting her swing.]

I use to think that swinging really high was what flying felt like. I miss these. And four-square. But not those jungle gym domes that no one over 5 foot can stand in without scrunching.

[he may be sneaking a little look to see exactly how to do this. He's a quick study, at least; it doesn't take him too long to find a semi-decent pace that doesn't come horribly each time.]

I can't say I've ever been on one of these. I'd say that I could tell you, but obviously you know what flying's like now. Sort of, at least.

[he chuckles, pumping his legs. He's getting better!] Why would anyone want to play in a jungle gym dome that you can't stand in? And what exactly does that look like?

Alright Spock, it's easy.

[In Devi's hand, a pair of small stones were rattled around as she gestured to the hopscotch board drawn out on the flagstones. Her smile was cheeky, at best.]

You toss the stone and hop up, stopping to pick up the stone and skipping the square it's in. One hop per single block, the pair you can stand out in. A foot per box, if that's easier. Call it an exercise in hand eye coordination and balance if you want.

[Devi gasps exaggeratedly at him, shaking her head with mock disapproval.]

Swings are the best, really. Well, I mean, the jungle gyms are meant for little kids, elementary students and stuff and I don't know any 6 foot eight year olds.

[She's gained enough momentum now that pumping her legs isn't necessary and her feet cross and tuck underneath her.]

Think of it like a dome built with steel triangles. But at the top you can sit and let your legs dangle through and if you're small enough, hang from them. They made the best 'hideouts' and perches but I always got bored of them.

Have you been on any playground equipment?

It so happened that both Dorian and Sarah Jane had a day off together from work (that is, if Dorian ever showed up, honestly). Sarah Jane had been working far too hard picking up the slack from others and was 'up to here' after it all.

Today, she snuck through the corridors, wearing perhaps not the most flattering of clothes, but comfortable enough as she made it to his room. She knocked on his door quietly, as her hands were rather occupied with a thermos, a blanket, and a record she had found for them to listen to.

If there was a lack of anything here in Gebo, it certainly wasn't parties. Dorian had invited her to the latest one, but then he was often the social butterfly, leaving Sarah Jane a moment to say hello to another friend of his.

Honestly, Sarah didn't mind, not when she saw a familiar tall man fluttering about the snack table. "Doctor!"

She dashed over to him, greeting him with a large smile, "I'm really happy to see you've come out. You've kept yourself far too busy, honestly!" Her hands were on her hips, but it definitely didn't reflect in her facial expression.

Dorian did go to work, almost everyday only because he wanted money. Plus, he was failing at saving for a drum set. Still, it was nice to have a day off. Due to his strange sleeping habits he answered the door half asleep, which meant for a split second, she got to see him in just the black boxers he sleeps in. The door was quickly slammed.

A few seconds passed and he pulled the door back open, his track pants pulled on, and was pulling a t-shirt over his head. "Sorry, I was not expecting company." If he could blush. He would be.

Sarah wasn't sure what to think when he greeted her at the door the first time. Her eyes drifted to the single garment, with a slight shocked expression, only to have the door slammed in her face. It really was quite comical as she started to snicker when realization hit as to what just happened.

Then she straightened up immediate when he opened the door for a second time. This time, he was dressed.

"I'm too early, aren't I?" She was still tired herself.

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