| two. text. 4th dec. i'm standing though you're kicking me.

[meatbrained]

Hey.
Can anyone teach me to fight? Against the monsters, I mean.

( he's become quite aware, in the last couple of months, that the ability to clock another guy his age is not the same as standing up to zombies or demons. and while anyone can swing an axe in an emergency, Matt would like to be able to do something.

something more than be scared. )

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[circumitus]

you have any prior combat experience?

[meatbrained]

I took a few boxing lessons when I was younger. Nothing else.

( learned about as much about fighting as any average kid might. )

[circumitus]

how old are you now?

[No she's not being ageist; it's a totally relevant question.]

[meatbrained]

18. Why?

[circumitus]

physical aptitude.
a lot of people enlist at that age.
can teach you a few techniques if you'd like.

[Good thing Rey knows her strength enough not to pulverize people to a pulp on accident.]

[meatbrained]

( oh. of course. )

I'd say I'm pretty fit. Still work out here.

( football helps with that, and working out helps with football, even if he doesn't know when he'll next get to play. unfortunately, tackling monsters does not seem like the best option. )

Yeah, that'd be great. What time's good for you?

( he's quite happy to learn as much as possible. )

[circumitus]

any time will do. not crazy busy without any major projects to keep distracted with.

[Which means she needs more projects. Teaching some people how to fight just might be one of them.]

[meatbrained]

Alright. How about tomorrow afternoon, at five?

[circumitus]

that works.

where would you like to meet up?

[meatbrained]

How about near the orchard?

[circumitus]

perfect.

[She likes the orchard. She likes fruit. She even likes climbing trees that can hold her weight, heh heh heh.]

see you tomorrow.