- Messages
- 118
- OOC First Name
- Clairey
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Age
- (05/2048) 14
Eluned stood on top of the climbing frame, watching the sky and wondering what would come first: Mervyn, or the rain. Fifteen minutes, he'd said. Even accounting for distractions, or minor injuries, he was at least ten minutes late. She wouldn't normally have minded - she'd gotten used to keeping herself entertained when Ten wasn't around - but the park was getting chilly, and she hadn't even brought a coat.
A helpful little voice piped up in the back of her head. Move, you plonker! Well, that would warm her up, but it wasn't very exciting, was it? She could only do so many laps of the climbing frame before the effort exceeded the fun. What would Ten have suggested? A challenge, perhaps. Bet you can't do a lap on one foot. Ha! What a silly wager. Of course she could do it - and what's more, she could do it with her eyes closed.
Now the little voice was speaking her language. Balanced on one leg, eyes firmly shut (apart from the occasional peek), she hopped up and down wooden ramps, pulled herself over nets, and maneuvered along ropes. She was the master of the playground, the queen of the climbing frame! That was, until she reached the suspended bridge. In one miscalculated hop, her foot twisted and slipped between two planks. She gave it a tug, expecting it to come free as easily as it had gone in, but no matter which way she bent her ankle, it simply wouldn't budge.
And then it started to rain.
Half a dozen children flocked towards the gate. "Hey!" Eluned called. "Kid stuck on the bridge! Come back! Oh, OK, or just leave me, that's fine. Hey, I'm being sarcastic! Get back here right now." She shifted her weight around, shaking the bridge. "Hellooo? Anyone?"
A helpful little voice piped up in the back of her head. Move, you plonker! Well, that would warm her up, but it wasn't very exciting, was it? She could only do so many laps of the climbing frame before the effort exceeded the fun. What would Ten have suggested? A challenge, perhaps. Bet you can't do a lap on one foot. Ha! What a silly wager. Of course she could do it - and what's more, she could do it with her eyes closed.
Now the little voice was speaking her language. Balanced on one leg, eyes firmly shut (apart from the occasional peek), she hopped up and down wooden ramps, pulled herself over nets, and maneuvered along ropes. She was the master of the playground, the queen of the climbing frame! That was, until she reached the suspended bridge. In one miscalculated hop, her foot twisted and slipped between two planks. She gave it a tug, expecting it to come free as easily as it had gone in, but no matter which way she bent her ankle, it simply wouldn't budge.
And then it started to rain.
Half a dozen children flocked towards the gate. "Hey!" Eluned called. "Kid stuck on the bridge! Come back! Oh, OK, or just leave me, that's fine. Hey, I'm being sarcastic! Get back here right now." She shifted her weight around, shaking the bridge. "Hellooo? Anyone?"