| 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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[meatbrained]

I will be.

( or at least, he'll go down fighting to keep everyone else safe. )

[wendigoner]

did you find someone to help?

[meatbrained]

A lot of someones.

( people are awfully helpful here. )

[wendigoner]

well that's good, right?
they have more weapon training and stuff than we do...

[meatbrained]

Yeah. Guess I'll be busy for a while.

( Which is probably a good thing, really. )

[wendigoner]

what kinds of things do you think you'll use? and learn and stuff?

[meatbrained]

Sounds like a lot of hand-to-hand stuff. Chris is gonna show me how to use a gun.

( Chris, the best equipped to kick ass. Who would have thought. )

[wendigoner]

that makes me nervous. since when has chris ever used a gun?

[meatbrained]

He said he picked it up from hanging around Josh.

( He wasn't there for the shotgun demonstration back on the mountain, sadly. :< )

[wendigoner]

of course he did. you know how our dad is.

[meatbrained]

Yeah. I remember.

( The stories, man. The locker room stories. Chris and Josh were... well. Something, alright. )

[wendigoner]

so... like i said. be careful.
and let me know how it goes?