| 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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[hasitsthorns]

[ Phrasing. ]

We'll see about that.

I'm figuring you play sports so you have /some/ strength training, right?

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[meatbrained]

( he's a jock. he needs to learn this shit. )

Yeah. Linebacker for my high school team. Coach is pretty rough on us.

( and hopefully into a professional career. )

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[hasitsthorns]

Guess we'll see if you can keep up then!

Also hope you're an early riser; we'll start as early as possible.

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[meatbrained]

( not exactly his favourite way of life, but )

I'm used to it. What time?

( between Em and coach, yeah, he can handle an early morning, even if he'd rather be in bed. )

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[hasitsthorns]

[ Is it anyone's? Rose is only a fan of mornings because it means she made it another day.

Kind of a bleak way of looking at it, maybe, but it works for her. ]

The earliest. Like butt crack of dawn early.

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[meatbrained]

( Well. His coach definitely acted like he liked the earliest hours, the cold air and fog.

He was probably lying to annoy his team though. Matt hopes. )

Alright. See you then.