RG AU

[sliceitwithwind]

Day one: A handwritten reminder to call him.
Day two: A bunch of silk flowers. With a note to call him.
Day three: A box of mid-range chocolates.
Day four: A pair of silly, but cheap, earrings.
Day five: An individual creme brulee.
Day six: Tickets to a rock-climbing extravaganza with a hopeful smiley-face.

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[mitochondriaaya]

"What does his older daughter want to be?" she asked curiously, snagging her own rope and skittering up to tag Braig's foot. Tag was totally a valid climbing activity! Especially when there was an intersecting wall to flee to.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Professional rugby player." Braig says with a laugh, "And she's making a damn fine stab at it, too."

Braig follows her and tags back when he can. She totally started it.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Ahh, rugby, keeping the Orthopedics in business." and entertaining people but, well, doctors point of view! She squeaked when he tagged her so soon, so in retaliation she cast down, sliding down the rope to pass Braig again before climbing.

[sliceitwithwind]

He laughs and drops just as fast, hair streaming up past his face as he goes.

[mitochondriaaya]

She used her legs to swing over to another wall, hanging backward a second to grin at Braig "We'll have to hit the other walls to shake the new climbers..."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Bah." he says, "We could, or we could keep playing." she's more fun than tormenting newbies.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Who said we had to stop playing if we moved?" she countered. The newbies were still far enough down that she kept hanging upside down. It was fun? "Less people to trip over on other walls is all."

[sliceitwithwind]

He laughs and springs higher, then unhooks his rope and in a display of grievous indifference to safety springs to another wall and re-hooks himself.

[mitochondriaaya]

She whistled appreciatively after that display and righted herself so she could climb higher. She wasn't jumping walls unhooked, not yet. She was going to unhook and calmly walk across the top of the wall to the next one. With a bit of a running leap from the wall top she was able to tag Braig again before catching herself again. "Playing is most of the fun of climbing you know..." well, that and climbing things they weren't suppose to.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yup!" he agrees, swinging higher and higher and laughing like a loon. Yeah, he's it right now...but he wants her to get into the swing of things.

[mitochondriaaya]

Where the swing of things meant grinning and bouncing upward along small handholds until she was laughing too. She rarely had partners that could keep up, much less have fun! She stayed a bit lower down though in order to dodge if she needed to...

...plus it was a nice view.

[sliceitwithwind]

Yes, he most certainly does have a nice ass. His laughter is bright and cheerful and he waits until a particularly tricky bit of wall before dropping fast and tagging her on the way down.

[mitochondriaaya]

Very nice. She was practically doing the splits between footholds when she felt the tag and growled cheerfully as she peered down at him. It wasn't against the rules at all to grab his rope and slide down it right?

[sliceitwithwind]

He laughs and unhooks himself again, then goes bounding off free of the rope. He only grabbed it in the first place to be polite.

[mitochondriaaya]

Well, she'd had a rope on because she didn't want the instructors to yell at them? But...she didn't care about that enough not to give chase! Besides, the ropes were hopelessly tangled now anyway. "If we get in trouble I'm blaming you entirely." she laughed, spidering after him.

It was actually a lot easier to move without the ropes.

[sliceitwithwind]

"We won't." Braig says, laughing and swinging from one hold to another. "I donated the money for these new, high routes."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Hey, we could still get in trouble." she pointed out, finding a nice row of handholds to dash up for a tag "I'm...kind of jealous. I should have thought of donating a few walls." she couldn't afford to do it often but...it was better on dwelling on the 'playing on Braig's jungle gym'.

[sliceitwithwind]

"We're always happy for more, babe." Braig admits, swinging and dodging her hand.

[mitochondriaaya]

"I'll keep it in mind." when the new ones were properly broken in! "We? It's a climbing council?" she laughed, swinging in his wake.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Nah. Me and the two guys who own the other 60% of the company." Braig is completely matter of fact about it.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Ah, triad." she chuckled, jumping across a gap to the next wall, losing a few feet in height and chipping a nail before she got a good handhold again "Easier that way"

[sliceitwithwind]

"I bought in when they were failing." Braig says, shrugging, "They're buying me out as they can afford it."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Ah, my climbing hero then. I like this park." she just didn't get there often! "Ankle!" she informed him when she wrapped a hand around said body part!

[sliceitwithwind]

"Awesome." Braig says, grinning down at her. He shifts his hands a little, and then pulls Aya up by pulling his legs up. She's not that heavy and he is that strong. It's not something he can do long, but whatever.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Yeeeeeep!" she giggled, dangling by one arm before she lifted her own legs to wrap around his. She was more stable that way! Plus it gave her time to scan for hand and foot holds Braig wasn't using.