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"Don't wanna," Tarot cried, almost panicking. Sev had had to pick the little girl up and carry her, since she had refused to keep moving forward.

"Come on, Tarot," he encouraged, aware of all the curious looks he was getting from passersby and hoping no one thought he was kidnapping her or something.

"Noooo!" was the only wailing response he recieved. Sev sighed. It had seemed like such a good idea at the start, bringing Tarot to a skate park. They had an indoor floor for skaters or bladers, and outdoor they had a whole setup of rails, ramps and bowls among other obsticles for boarders, bikers, or the more daring.

They finally arrived and, after another furious tantrum, were both equipped with roller skates from the rental booth. "Come on now, it's easy," Sev said, taking Tarot's hand and leading her onto the treacherous wooden floor. "I won't let you fall."

Tarot whimpered and clung to Sev's hand so hard it was starting to turn white. She was a creature of books and brains, not muscles. She firmly preferred her feet remain on solid ground, with nothing but shoes separating skin from terra firma.

Sev looked up to see who had come over to chat. The raised eyebrow was instant. A kid who didn't even appear to be in his teens yet, with a shaved head, tattoos, and piercings. What were parents thinking nowadays, letting their children go about like that?!

He opened his mouth to tell the stranger they were fine, when Tarot interrupted. "Sev, I don' wanna skate! Not fun!" They hadn't even made it halfway around the ring before Tarot had decided she had enough, and now a window of opportunity had opened.

While Sev was distracted by the big kid she pulled her hand free and tried to shuffle away. Her plan was to make it off the slippery floor so she could take off the death machines strapped to her feet, and then find a good place to hide until Sev decided they could go home.

Which was great, in theory. But gravity decided it wasn't too hot on the plan, and gave Tarot a nudge after she made it only two feet away.

"Gonna fall," Tarot protested, though as tightly as she was clinging to the boy's pant leg it wouldn't have been surprising if the cloth imprint on her hands became permanent. It was just something she'd simply caught ahold of as she cartwheeled in her attempt to find something, anything solid.

Severus was watching the two with minor suspcion. Thus far all Tarot's friends were girls, and there was that one boy her age they'd met in the aquarium. This was different, this was a teenager. If he tried anything fishy then Sev would show that he was no lightweight!

Tarot stared at the offered hand. Slowly she unclenched the fingers of her right hand, left hand tightening on her support. The boy's hand was too big for her to grab entirely, so she ended up holding onto his index, middle, and ring finger.

As soon as Tarot had a firm grip her other hand darted up to the new stability point. The only reason she was agreeing to this was cause she knew, with two people rallying for her to try, she would be able to get away without giving it a shot.

"I don't know how to start," she protested, looking down at her legs and wondering how one was actually supposed to go anywhere this these things on.

Up until that point Tarot had been letting the boy pull her along. It was true, she could have beat a board in a stiffness competition. Relaxing would be easier said than done.

By the time they had made one full lap around the rink Tarot had managed to relax her legs just a bit. Sev had been following along behind them at a distance, so he wasn't crowding them but he wasn't letting his girl out of his sight.

Tarot tried lifting a leg and pushing herself along so that the boy didn't have to keep pulling her. She promptly overbalanced and stayed upright only because she was holding onto the boy's hand.

She stiffened again. To distract herself she asked, "What's a Yorozu?"

Tarot had just begun to relax her legs again. She was trying very hard to relax her shoulders, which seemed to be a key part in keeping balance, but found it was impossible when both hands were clutching at Yorozu.

Slowly, and reluctantly, she freed one of her hands. She wobbled a bit, and the free hand flew out to the side to correct her balance.

As absorbed as she was in trying to stay upright, Tarot didn't notice they'd already completed the second lap.

"'M not a girlie, 'm a Tarot," she responded. The victory of being able to stay upright didn't last for long. To be more precise, it ended as soon as they came up to their first turn. Yorozu turned, she went straight. Being under her own power as she was, and having relinquished most of her hold on Yorozu's hand, her momentum freed her and sent her straight towards one of the padded walls. If she remained on her feet until she got there, that was.

Tarot made a face, allowing Yorozu to help her steer. "Skatin's hard," she complained. She didn't really get why someone would want to try it in the first place. Then again she wasn't really good at physical stuff so it might have just been her. Sev always said she gave up too quickly on fun stuff to get the to fun parts.

What baffled her was people were having trouble on just a flat floor. Yet outside the building there was a little fenced area of concrete, with giant holes in it! People where just wheeling on into them like they weren't even there. She just didn't see the draw in it though.

"Why'd people like it so much," she asked, curious to see if Yorozu had an answer for her.