fandomhigh | Parkour Club - Godiva Street, Tuesday After Classes

"Hey guys, thanks for signing up. I know you all from classes and around the school, but if you don't know each other, say hi and introduce yourself if you want. We're pretty much here to practice and learn climbing and jumping in an urban environment. A lot of people in this time period do it for fun and they call it Parkour. I learned growing up because it was what we had to do to get around. There's not much need for it here, but I want to keep up with it anyway. All the buildings on this side of the street are empty, so I thought we could start here." He hadn't asked anyone permission to use the area. The thought had never occurred to him. "We can use the ladders out the back to get up to the roof but if anyone wants to try another way to get up, do it. We can do this on our own or together, practice what we know or learn from each other. Whatever comes naturally. If you've never done this kind of thing before, the best way to learn is to try it. If you need anything though, ask. We can help each other out."

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George had been at Fandom for over a year. He knew this was probably a terrible idea, but he was far too much of a smart ass to let that bother him. So as Cara was climbing the ladder, he popped his head over the side. "Want a hand up, lass?"

The look Cara gave him as she finished climbing over the side suggested that repeating the offer would lead to Aly having a different father in his timeline (not that Cara was actually aware of this particular facet of Fandom weirdness). "Only if I get to keep it afterwards."

"Why? Got a collection y'll be wishin' t'add to?" he asked, grinning at the response.

"I can always start one." This was a joke. Mord'Sith collected weapons, not bodyparts. "I'd even let you pick which hand you kept."

George pretended to stay serious as he studied his hands. "Nah, 'M needin' both of 'em t'keep me day job. Sorry, can't be helpin' ye wit' that."

"Oh, I'd hate to interfere with an honest businessman and his work." Why Cara, it was almost as if you didn't believe George was an honest businessman.

He couldn't help an amused smile at her tone. "I knew th'first time I did see ye that yer a kind an' gentle lass."

Now he was just baiting her.

"In which case you should find a wizard to check your eyes," Cara replied. She was smirking instead of glaring though.

"Don' ye think wizards might be havin' better things t'do than checkin' a lad's eyes jus' because a lass don' agree wit' him?" George asked.

"You mean apart from fill their bellies? I'm merely concerned about how going blind would affect your day job."

"An' ye say yer not a kind an' thoughtful lass," he smirked.

"I only care about keeping the town's coffers full."

"Charitable too then," he observed.

One day the wind was going to change when Cara rolled her eyes and she was going to be stuck like that for good.

George apparently had a death wish as he added, "An' terribly lovely."

"Want to find out if you can fly, George?"

"Sadly 'tis a talent that passed me by," he replied, far too amused with himself. "But tis kind of ye t'offer t'help like that."

"Oh, believe me, it's no effort at all."

"Well now I'm hurt y'don't think I'm worth th'effort," George decided.

"I'm sure you'll live."

"But what life will it be wit'out yer tender mercies?" he asked innocently.

George really knew nothing about Mord'Sith. "Less painful."

"They say love is pain," George said, his eyes dancing with amusement and mischief.

"I'm afraid I can only help you with one of those," Cara said, fingers drumming oh-so-innocently against the handle of an agiel. "And it's not the first."

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