The Centurion

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Harry leaned up against the tree and closed his eyes, dropping his com into his lap and stretching. He knew he really should be doing this in the office - it was just too easy to get distracted when he tried to work anywhere else, but this time, he needed the occasional distraction. Too much time reading over his reports of what Jake had done was definitely doing his head in. He sighed quietly, enjoying the sun on his face, willing to pretend for the moment that he had nothing else on his mind... at least until he opened his eyes again.

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Billy and Jay continued...

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I was never good at hide & seek because I'd always make enough noise so someone would be sure to find me. I don't have anyone to play those games with any more, but now & then I make enough noise just in case someone is still looking & hasn't found me yet.

Treading Water

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Marton wiped his face and then kicked out, heading for the side of the pool. He grabbed on to the tile and almost hauled himself out, but then thought better of it and rested his chin on his folded arms instead, watching his eldest son’s laughing departure. You’ll keep, he thought with wry amusement.

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Mads decides to do some sketches of Ioan, though things don’t go quite as planned…

Warning: Puppy play. So, if that doesn’t float your boat, don’t read. You were warned.

Mads has been in his studio for a few hours, trying to work on a painting--but it's just not happening. Finally, with a growl he drops the brush into a glass of water and stands back to regard it. Suddenly, he's struck by inspiration that has nothing to do with that painting and everything to do with a past conversation with Ioan. Smirking to himself, the Wilding grabs his sketchbook and heads out of the studio.