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Just having a terrible time not invisioning them jumping around a ship and hanging on the ropes hehe))

Nate was pretty well not expecting that, grabbing ahold of the rocks before he could get thrown over the other side. Some of the parents were watching them, he giggled over at her like he didn't just stub his entire right foot. "Be careful, we're being watched," he said a little quietly. "Did that count as a tag?" He asked, as though he wasn't as intimidated by her ability to just throw him with barely a touch.

Wait that's true

I can see that

Why does that also give me random inspiration for a pirate roleplay))

Tempe gave him a few blink sand then glanced over at the parents. Right. People who weighed 110 weren't supposed to be able to toss grown men around like rag dolls. "Must have slipped my mind." She said quietly, looking back at him again with a slight smile. "But hey! You're not dead. And yes, it does. Fouls don't exist in tag!" She grinned, the playful edge coming back as she turned on her heel and ran back to the group of kids. Most of them had been watching when she shoved him, so they gave her sort of awed looks.

I know man we should find a plot for more chaos cuz thats fun))

He smiled at her, just a little scared to go after her again. He glanced over the kids. Planning. He ran right at them, shrieking and laughter insuned as he roared at them. And then somehow he disappeared. Had hardly took him five seconds to completely go missing.

tree boy))

Hehehe yes))

Tempe giggled as he ran at them, sprinting away and toward a tree, glancing around when he was nowhere in sight. She turned in a slight circle under the tree, breathless and wearing a light smile.

Nate tilted his head down at her, he was attempting to be sneaky, and achieving that as he came down on a lower branch. Taking a second, and then he launched himself at her. In a tackle hug- Right into the chips on the ground. His arms would've really had a field day in the wood chips had he not been wearing the leather jacket, it was just the back of his hands. He felt it very fast. But he didn't care. Kneeling over her. "I think I win." He stood up, offering a hand to her. They were bleeding but if she made any advances to heal it he pulled away.

Tempe let out something between a giggle and a yelp as Nate jumped on her, grinning up at him and laughing once she hit the ground. When he was still in the tackle hug position, she had her hands pressed to his chest. She let them flop onto her stomach as she watched him get up, tilting her head at the blood on his hands. "I think so too." She smiled, taking his hand and pulling herself up. She reached for his hand again when he pulled away, huffing. "Nate, you're bleeding." She huffed.

He snickered at her, trying to ignore that he was mildly flustered by where her hand placement had been before he stood up. He looked at his hands, flicking the drips onto the ground at their sides. "Its fine for now, we're still being watched, youcan fix me in the car. We should probably go anyway." He smiled slightly, sidestepping away, he'd just have to give the tag away and the. They could go.

"Fine." Tempe huffed, following him and looking a little pouty over the fact that he wouldn't let her fix him right then and there. She glanced over at the parents watching them and gave a small huff. "Wait, aren't I it?" She asked, slightly puzzled.

He glared at her. "We must be incognito." He teased. Looking back at her. "Oh yeah you're right-" he took off, right up the rock wall.

..now she throws him down the slide?)