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[MATTHEW REED]

I really can’t think of anything else I need to bring but that could just be the fact that my thinking is in short supply since you decided it’d be a good idea to get up at seven in the morning. There were times when Matt could be a really cool person who was easy to get along with and then there were times that involved him being awake before noon. Waking him up early was probably the easiest and quickest way to piss him off, even though under these circumstances they really needed to beat it out of there early. If they waited much longer, the girls would find out what they were up to and follow them and really Matt was looking forward to time with Nash, and no one else. Although as previously expressed Matt was currently not looking forward to anything that required being awake and so therefore his optimism wasn’t turned on. What if a damn leech ruins it? All it took was one vampire getting near them and they’d shift, their thoughts would be readable by Emma and April, and they’d be caught. They needed to make sure they got far from the forest where the girls were likely to wander through, or there was no phasing allowed.

They were in Matt’s house (yea I decided that because if they were in Nash’s house there was no way Matt was going to get himself up and walk over there) getting last minute stuff together for a camping trip. It was going to be a really fun trip if all went well and when Matt was in a better mood in a few hours, he was going to be looking forward to it. Nash was old enough to know what they were doing but not so much older that they couldn’t get along well enough to deal with one another. Matt shoved the last few bits of clothes and such into a bag and stood up, grabbing a cooler and nearly dropping it as it was lifted off the floor. Obviously, soda was a necessity, and the heavily filled cooler’s top was on pretty loosely. Let’s get this shit to the car before this thing explodes. If they had to repack a bunch of stuff for dropping it they were going to be another half hour and that was very risky considering Emma liked to show up at Matt’s house early in the morning for no reason. With as much as he could carry, Matt headed for his car.

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[NASH GRAYSON]

Waking Matt up at seven was not something Nash did often. And definitely not without a good reason. He really didn't like dealing with his alpha at his grumpiest, but occasionally, doing so was necessary. That didn't mean Matt was going to waste any time making him remember why he should have just done all the packing himself and dragged the guy into the car. 'I really can’t think of anything else I need to bring but that could just be the fact that my thinking is in short supply since you decided it’d be a good idea to get up at seven in the morning.' "You want to be out of here before the girls get up, right? I mean, it's your call. You're the one they look for first." Very rarely did Emma and April decide they wanted to hang out with him. And if they did, it probably meant Matt was sleeping, busy, or had otherwise come up with some brilliant excuse to get them of his back. Yeah, yeah, okay, so they weren't terrible people. But you know what they say, it isn't until you spend some time away from people that you really appreciate them, and really, maybe after a few days break, Nash would actually be able to spend some time in a room with the whole pack and not want to bash his head into a wall. It didn't seem likely, but there was no way to know unless they tried.

'What if a damn leach ruins it?' Seriously, Nash was not seeing the big deal about the damn leaches. Okay, so he knew that they had had problems with leeches in the past and it caused Matt to shift and killed people they knew and it was horrible. But it wasn't like they were constantly running into them on the streets, and Nash was pretty good at weighing out threats. "Then we kill it, phase back, and move before anyone knows what happened. The odds of the girls being phased at the same time are pretty damn low. And I haven't seen a leech since we got here." Not the mention they were on their way to the middle of nowhere in the middle of nowhere. There was no point of camping out in the same part of the forest they'd circled through a hundred times. Which, by the way, was why Nash was driving. 'Let’s get this shit to the car before this thing explodes.' "We're taking my car." he informed. yes, informed, not suggested. His stuff was already there, there was more room for shit since it was a cool pick up, and he didn't really feel like getting lost which would undoubtedly happen with Matt at the wheel. "Need help?" Nash waited for a response before grabbing the last of the stuff Matt hadn't taken and bringing it out to the car.

[MATTHEW REED]

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You want to be out of here before the girls get up, right? I mean, it’s your call. You’re the one they look for first. It was true… they bothered Matt before they bothered Nash… but Matt didn’t really understand that because he was pissed off like half the time (at first, anyway) when they showed up randomly in the morning. Like, they were both going to be pissed so Matt didn’t really know why pissed Matt was better than pissed Nash. Pissed Nash was coherent…and not tired and now Matt’s subconscious is rambling about being pissed off because that’s what he was after being woken up in the morning. When Nash said that it was Matt’s call, that just triggered a bunch more rambling because he was kind of sick of things being his call and if it was his call he’d be asleep and ”I don’t know why they come to me first because I don’t act any differently for them and could you just tell them how much of an asshole I am so the next time we leave at like eleven?”

The vampire paranoia… well it was perfectly reasonable considering if someone got killed it was going to be Matt’s fault. Yes, he was taking it a little too far assuming any vampire was randomly going to wander aimlessly toward wilderness and two shifters, but the worry was going to sit in the back of his mind throughout the remainder of the trip. Then we kill it, phase back, and move before anyone knows what happened. The odds of the girls being phased at the same time are pretty damn low. And I haven’t seen a leech since we got here. He was right in that the girls probably wouldn’t be phased at the same time—they probably weren’t even going to phase at all. And the rest of what Nash said… it sounded pretty good. At least one of them knew what they were doing. ”Well, they’re here somewhere… Fine… guess you’re right..” Now I’m typing so I don’t end a paragraph with dialogue twice in a row.

Then Nash got all authoritative about which car they were taking and well pft. We’re taking my car. So Matt actually wasn’t in much disagreement there because Nash’s truck was going to fit a lot more shit than Matt’s car—it was just the fact that Nash was driving that was going to annoy Matt. Not that Nash’s driving was bad… Matt just liked being in control of the vehicles he was sitting in and whatnot. But if he could make an exception for Emma to potentially crash his car he could make one for someone he trusted as much as Nash as well. ”Okay, you’re fault if we get lost,” he joked, knowing very well that they were much more likely to get lost if Matt was the one driving. Need help? ”Nah, got it, thanks.” He managed to get all the shit into the back and got into the passenger seat of the truck, eager to get the hell out of there before people showed up. ”Let’s get outta here. No stress. That means you’re in charge.”


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[NASH GRAYSON]

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”I don’t know why they come to me first because I don’t act any differently for them and could you just tell them how much of an asshole I am so the next time we leave at like eleven?” "Yeah, sure, whatever.. don't get your hopes up though. I'm pretty sure they'd have figured that out by now if there was any hope for them getting it." He'd known Matt the shortest amount of time of any of them and it was completely plain to him you didn't bug the guy in the morning unless something for one fire. Then again, he also thought it was plain that nobody should bug him ever unless something's on fire. Either the girls didn't know or care-- and Nash was pretty sure it was the last one, which meant leaving at eleven when you didn't want anyone to know where they were going was a luxury that they were not going to be awarded.

Contrary to what everyone in the pack probably thought, Nash didn't actually like arguing with anyone. He just happened to be older and wiser and more importantly he had about three times more discipline than any of them could ever achieve.. so every once in a while he'd throw in an opinion or something to save them like hours of aimless wandering and leaf fights and wanting to kill each other. So the vampire threat dissing wasn't out of any disrespect to Matt.. If Nash didn't at least somewhat like him he'd have left a long time ago. The guy was just being needlessly paranoid. ”Well, they’re here somewhere… " "Looking for us, I'm sure." Yes, the sarcasm was necessary. When isn't it? "Fine… guess you’re right..” He just nodded.

Matt clearly wasn't all that happy about taking Nash's car. Luckily Nash wasn't giving him much an option. "You got in a car with April at the wheel the other day." he reminded him. "Besides, you're like half asleep. You're not driving." He just wasn't in the mood to get into an accident this morning. It was supposed to be a good day. (Yeah, this is happy Nash mood for the record. But I'm sure you got that already.) ”Okay, you’re fault if we get lost,” "We won't get lost." Not because Nash was like the god of navigating (although compared to the rest of them yanno, he kind of was) but because they really didn't have a specific destination. They loaded up the car and got inside and (OhMyGodIFinallyGetToDriveYayYayYay) Nash started up the car. ”Let’s get outta here. No stress. That means you’re in charge.” Right, next time he wanted authority, he'd have to remember to ask Matt at seven. For now, he nodded again. "Good. Now stop worrying about shit." They'd already gone over the leeches thing and the girls could go a few days iwthout blowing anything up. If they couldn't, well, it wasn't their problem.


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[MATTHEW REED]

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They were in agreement that the girls could both be kind of oblivious, and any normal person would see that Matt wasn’t someone you wanted to annoy. I’m pretty sure they’d have figured that out by now if there was any hope for them getting it. ”Guess I need to make it more obvious,” he said, a smirk forming on his face. Though he couldn’t really see himself purposely being more of an asshole to Emma. April… yea, he could manage that if he had to. ”We could stage a fight or something. I could start it. Asshole material right there.” Though that would just end in Matt looking like an idiot because if they were being realistic, Nash would need to win. Because that was helpful… the guy who wasn’t worried about vampires at all was more physically capable. Looking for us, I’m sure. Okay, so matt was thinking things like, yanno, ‘maybe they were actually looking for shifters or something’, but he didn’t speak his thoughts aloud and they weren’t phased and so they were kept to himself.

There Matt was, putting up with being in Nash’s truck. He wasn’t thrilled, but he knew that Nash sometimes usually knew what he was doing. You got in a car with April at the wheel the other day. ”I was starving. She bribed me with pizza. I had no choice.” And then he yawned, very inconveniently reminding him that he was awake. Besides, you’re like half asleep. You’re not driving. Okay, he couldn’t really argue with that. ”Fine, you’re right, drive.” He still believed he was perfectly able to drive but at least this way, he could just put his head back and not pay attention to the road. He closed his eyes, though having no intentions to fall asleep in the car. He was starting to become excited about the trip anyway, so sleeping wasn’t going to happen. He’d sleep later, when Nash needed help with something that required manual labor. Good. Now stop worrying about shit. He couldn’t just stop—he’d tried countless times before. His brain was annoying like that. ”It’s in my job description. Trying to get me fired?”

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[NASH GRAYSON]

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”Guess I need to make it more obvious.” Nash raised an eyebrow. "Why'm I getting the 'horrible plan you'd like to drag me into' vibe from this one?" ”We could stage a fight or something. I could start it. Asshole material right there.” Yeup. There it was. "Great idea. I'm sure that'll make 'em never want to hang out with you before twelve again." Nash highly doubted the girls would even remember let alone care about a fight Matt started, unless they found some way to make fun of them for it. Either way, Matt proving that he could pick a fight with Nash probably wouldn't make him look anything other than stupid (both because there was next to nothing they'd realistically fight over and because Nash could probably kill him if he wanted to), but hey, he was the one in charge here. (At least for the time being.) Per their general rule, Nash would go along with the stupid plan as long as Matt knew he didn't like it.

”I was starving. She bribed me with pizza. I had no choice.” "Was driving to get yourself pizza not an option?" I'm sorry I swear there is a point to this post other than to make Matt look stupid. I mean, Nash could have gone on. he was pretty sure there were a lot more options. He wasn't even knocking taking Emma out to drive (although he was glad that Matt was doing that and not him). Anyway, he followed Matt's 'drive' comment without any sarcasm or arguing and cue the scene of the movie where the good music starts playing. ”It’s in my job description. Trying to get me fired?” "Yeah, Emma and I have been planning a coup." Well if there wasn't any more unlikely a situation.. Now if he said April was doing it.. it might have been believable. "Seriously though, I know it's part of the job, but take a vacation day or something." I mean, there was clearly a problem when Nash had to tell someone to lighten up. He knew Matt knew how to do it. I mean, the guy did it every time Nash WANTED him to take something seriously.

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[MATTHEW REED]

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Why’m I getting the ‘horrible plan you’d like to drag me into’ vibe from this one? Matt laughed. It wasn’t that horrible. Great idea. I’m sure that’ll make ‘em never want to hang out with you before twelve again. ”Yea, that’s what I thought, but I feel like you’re being sarcastic. Why do I feel like you’re being sarcastic?” So the plan wasn’t great but it’d at least possible make the girls think twice about coming over. Matt could come up with a huge dramatic story and everything. Then again he was pretty sure if he and Nash ever got into a real fight the girls would just try to fix it. ”Now that I think about it, I can see it now. We fight, we stay away from each other, Emma makes us apologize and hug or something.” It wasn’t so easy to just get rid of them. If it was, they wouldn’t be headed out for wilderness that early in the morning.

Was driving to get yourself pizza not an option? Matt scoffed. ”Not if she was offering to pay, dude. I’m pretty broke.” Seriously, he was getting free pizza. Obviously he only got in the car with April driving under dyer circumstances. That was one of them. ”I mean if you were bringing me to food, it’d be a little different.” He liked food and sleep, incase that wasn’t obvious yet. He wasn’t even like speaking fully at the moment. He was more like mumbling with all his words bunched up together. Yeah, Emma and I have been planning a coup. Hah, as if that was the least bit likely. ”Yea, you and Emma.” He answered in a joking tone. Seriously though, I know it’s part of the job, but take a vacation day or something. Knowing Nash was serious about actually relaxing and having fun for once, Matt nodded, more focused and awake now than he was a few seconds before. ”I can do that…” He’d try, anyway.

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[NASH GRAYSON]

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”Yea, that’s what I thought, but I feel like you’re being sarcastic. Why do I feel like you’re being sarcastic?” "I don't know. You tell me. You're intuition's usually pretty good. Then again, it's seven." Yeah, Nash kind of just enjoyed reminding Matt what time it was as often as possible. Although really, Matt's judgement was generally considered invalid until the afternoon. Anything that happened before then was basically Nash's job. But after thinking about it, it was clear the two of them were on the same page. ”Now that I think about it, I can see it now. We fight, we stay away from each other, Emma makes us apologize and hug or something.” "Sound's like her. She'll probably bother both of us twice as much if she thinks we hate each other." They had to remember that these weren't just any breed of people they were dealing with here. Emma and April had a class all their own. And 'meddling' was definitely in the general description.

”Not if she was offering to pay, dude. I’m pretty broke. I mean if you were bringing me to food, it’d be a little different.” "I'll remember that next time I feel like getting us into a suicidal situation." Not that Nash ever got them into suicidal situations. But, making a point here. Matt needed to raise his standards. (And have like a bucket of water dumped on his head because it was amazing Nash could even tell what he was saying.) "Yeah, you and Emma." "Don't underestimate us. That's the first step." And then Matt agreed to trying to have fun and Nash responded "Cool." and for the sake of thread progression we'll say that some time passes and they ended up at a satisfactory spot for camping without getting lost or running into a tree or something that a Tilly character probably would have done by now.


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[MATTHEW REED]

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”Yup. Seven. I’m excused from sarcasm interpretation for …. At least five hours.” Jeez, Nash, thinking he could use sarcasm in the wee hours of the morning. How dare he. He was right about the fact that they’d be bothered even more if they weren’t talking. It was a good thing they didn’t hate each other, then. Honestly, Matt would rather pretend not to hate Nash just to avoid that kind of aggravation… but he didn’t think he’d need to because the two didn’t normally have reason to hate each other in the slightest. ”Okay… no hating each other then. Plan B. Doesn’t exist yet…. But it will.” It would, even if it involved barring up all entrances to his house so the girls would have no choice but to go bother Nash. Nash probably wouldn’t like that plan so much but Matt was pretty content with it. I’ll remember that next time I feel like getting us into a suicidal situation. That was smart on his part. Matt liked food. Matt also like not having to worry about shit all the time, so he was happy that Nash was there to joke around with him. Don’t underestimate us. That’s the first step. Matt laughed, believing that he was actually going to be able to loosen up for Nash this time.

Nash pulled up to a good place to camp and Matt, now much more awake, was eager to get out of the truck. As soon as Nash stopped, Matt went to the back of the vehicle to take out a few things that they’d need out…like the chairs and soda and stuff. Random shit they weren’t going to need until later could stay in the truck—because they were guys and if they took everything out it’d be scattered all over the damn place with absolutely no organization whatsoever and then they’d lose shit or it’d be stolen by squirrels. Matt grabbed and opened a soda can and chugged the whole thing before running toward the denser part of the forest, clearly much more awake after the ride up there. ”C’mon, Nash, let’s go find the falls or something.” The forests in Washington had a lot of small rivers that led into pools under waterfalls and were perfect to go swimming in because fish generally didn’t go that far upstream because the fall would drown them at the bottom and that mattered because fish are gross and no self respecting person would want to go swimming with fish.
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[NASH GRAYSON]

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”Yup. Seven. I’m excused from sarcasm interpretation for …. At least five hours.” "You're excused. Doesn't mean I'm not going to be sarcastic." Really, that much should have been obvious. Nash wasn't a horribly obnoxious person, but they were having a fun day, and so he was a little more relaxed and willing to joke around. Not to mention sarcasm was just a natural response to stupid question and paranoia, which Tilly characters are very prone to. ”Okay… no hating each other then. Plan B. Doesn’t exist yet…. But it will.” "I'm sure it'll be a very good plan." Yeup, this is why he'd made sure they agreed he was still allowed to be sarcastic. But in all honestly, Nash was pretty sure any plan Matt came up with would be better than them having a fake fight. (Assuming it wasn’t the stupid one that involved throwing him under the bus that was going on in his obnoxious narration.) Actually.. "Maybe you should wait five hours to come up with it."

Once Nash had successfully gotten Matt to stop freaking out about things and laugh a couple of times, he focused more on driving and finding them a suitable place to stop. Once this happened they unloaded the things which the squirrels were least likely to steal and everything else Nash locked up in the truck while Matt started giving himself a sugar high. ”C’mon, Nash, let’s go find the falls or something.” "Well good morning Matt." Nash laughed and ran after him. Once he caught up they followed the sound of running water which led them to a pretty nice sized water pool type thing. (I'm very articulate.) "We're doing pretty good at the whole not getting lost thing." Nash took off his hat and shirt and tossed them over a tree branch. He checked to make sure the water wasn't like obnoxiously shallow and then jumped in and Phips clearly has not thread skills that don't involve responding to things unless she can ramble or her character's fighting. "Race you to the edge of the cliffs?"



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[MATTHEW REED]

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So Matt was starting to understand that Nash was going to be obnoxious and sarcastic and Matt wasn’t going to be able to do anything about it because Nash was older and had superiority and because Matt was tired so for the sake of keeping the posts in this thread reasonably sized we’re just going to skip to when they got to the camp area before responding to things. Well good morning Matt. Matt laughed and threw the crushed soda can on the ground before going to find the water with Nash. We’re doing pretty good at th whole not getting lost thing. ”That’s credit to you—I don’t know where the hell we are.” He smirked and took his shirt off as well, tossing his on the ground because he obviously took care of his belongings like Nash did. He was also not as careful as Nash as far as checking how shallow the pool was though he was lucky and upon jumping right in it was deep enough for the jump to be safe. It was kind of awesome to be hanging out with someone who didn’t really annoy him and not to have to worry about shit. Race you to the edge of the cliffs? ”Two feet. No cheating,” he said with a smirk, agreeing to the challenge. Matt lined himself up with Nash and ”Go!”

So it wasn’t much of a warning but come on Nash was older and stronger and he was probably going to be faster as well. Matt did a pretty good job keeping up with the older guy, but he still couldn’t manage to get ahead. Laughing a little, he said between breaths, ”Nash, purple monkey, but to see it….you hafta stop running…and turn around.” No, he didn’t expect Nash to be stupid enough to fall for that but he had to try something. Once they finally got to the edge of the cliffs, Matt stopped himself, dragging his feet in the dirt and bringing a cloud of dust into the air. Out of breath, he looked at Nash. ”Do you have a third leg I don’t know about?” Obviously that was the only explanation for him being so damn fast. Matt then dropped onto the ground and reached his hands out touching nothing but dirt and rocks. ”Nash… Nash I can’t feel any food this isn’t going to work.” So he was a tiny bit sugar high but it was more that he was just enjoying himself.
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[NASH GRAYSON]

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Like he’d figured, Matt agreed to race (it was pretty obvious, otherwise the guy would have to think of something for them to do and Matt had already declared he wasn’t thinking for a few more hours).They got out of the water and stood next to each other. ”Two feet. No cheating.” ”I’m not Emma.” Not that Emma was a ‘cheater’. She was just… slightly inclined to run ahead without warning. Which of course Matt had no problem with because, he did that too. ”Go!” Nash took off a second after him, biting back a ‘really?’ like comment as he caught up and quickly took the lead.”Nash, purple monkey, but to see it.. you hafta stop running.. and turn around” ”Nice try. But I’ll pass” Yeah, he had integrity and self-restraint. Which obviously led him to a very successful win. He stopped and turned around only a couple of seconds before Matt’s dust cloud appeared. ”Do you have a third leg I don’t know about?” ”Do I have one you do know about?” he questioned, laughing as he caught his breath. ”Nah. Just two.. Well, sometimes four. Pretty sure a third would just get in the way.” From a logical perspective, which.. he shouldn’t have even been approaching with Matt.

The two of them sat down and Nash started laughing again when Matt grabbed a handful of ground. ”Nash.. Nash I can’t feel any food this isn’t going to work.” ”Camp’s about a fifteen minute hike in that direction. I’ll wait for you if you want.” Not that that would ever happen because Matt would just get lost and then Nash would have to find him and they’d be able to use their telepathy thing but it would be pretty useless because there would be numerous ‘where are you?’ ‘by a tree’ ‘facepalm’ type comments so if they were going back they were doing it together and they weren’t doing it right now because they were too busy being ridiculous. ”Purple monkeys? Of all the crazy things you could come up with..” I mean, some were a lot more believable than others. Although, at this point, as long as there was some solid proof, Nash would believe anything. And this is all just pointless forshadowing to the fact that they’re about to get attacked by a vampire. Yeah, Matt was right. It happened.. this one time. Not that that was easy to realize because it came out of nowhere and there wasn’t really any warning because by the time Nash sensed movement it was already in front of him and there wasn’t really a chance to do anything except fight back.. which, on go one, lasted about five seconds before he was getting thrown into trees. He had the sense to shift before hitting anything which was a really smart idea and Matt had apparently had the same one because his head was immediately flooded with the younger shifter’s thoughts. ”Matt, get back and calm down.” As soon as he was on his feet he ran and jumped on it and the round went slightly better than last time even though the ending felt about the same. ’What do you know about killing these guys? Fast as possible.”


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[MATTHEW REED]

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The Emma comment was completely necessary because the girl tended to get a little overexcited. If Nash was Emma, the whole distraction with unrealistic animals plan would have worked perfectly. Nice try. But I’ll pass. That only motivated Matt more, though he wasn’t able to pass the older guy before reaching their destination. Do I have one you do know about? ”Of course I know about it—quit playing dumb,” he said with a grin as he hit the ground. If Nash wasn’t using some hidden third leg somewhere (and he was right, that’d probably actually just get in the way) then maybe the kid had a chance at getting faster. ”I need to be as fast as you. It needs to happen.” He needed to beat Nash like one time in his life just to feel the satisfaction and then he would never need to do it again. After it happened once he could rub that one time in Nash’s face whenever he needed to. Maybe some of it had to do with Matt being too lazy to hike back to camp to get food. I’ll wait for you if you want. Hah, that was funny. ”Not worth it—I’d get lost,” he said with a laugh though he was totally serious because the kid didn’t have a sense of direction.

Purple monkeys? Of all the crazy things you could come up with? Because this conversation was completely relevant. It figured that this is the kind of conversation they’d be having before chaos started happening. ”Hey. Diversions take concentration to think up. I was a little busy trying to be faster than you to come up with something better.” He sat up, smirking. ”Emma’d have turned around.” Not that that actually did much for his case but he was tired and hungry give the kid a break. Anyway, then literally before Matt could even process what was happening there was a vampire, and then Nash was thrown back and then Matt was a wolf. It’d probably be better for the both of them if Matt could control his racing mind but that was going to take a good minute of calming down so they were both stuck with it. Matt, get back and calm down. Matt got back… which he’d realize how stupid that was pretty quickly, but the calming down part… eh. Just…try to… shit, he thought…said, whatever he did… in frustration as he realized the panicking thing wasn’t going to get him far. He pulled himself together in time to get the question. What do you know about killing these guys? Fast as possible. Go for the neck or joints.. keep moving so it can’t get a grip on you, he attempted to explain before forgetting the ‘get back’ bullshit. Matt ran up to it and nearly got an arm off (yea, I know it’s pleasant thanks Stephanie Meyer for making dismemberment necessary) but found himself being knocked into a tree. Yea…don’t…do that either, he added tiredly and it was a good thing it was two against one because otherwise this wasn’t going to work out well.
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[NASH GRAYSON]

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In the ever wise words of Tilly, paraphrased, of course: Okay so for the sake of thread moving and things of that nature shit which was said while they were running will not be responded to but may be brought up later in future obnoxious reference. ”I need to be as fast as you. It needs to happen.” ”You can do it- you weren’t too far behind.” Yeah, Nash was going to be all nice about it now. Really, if it was that important to the kid, Nash would even give him some tips. But in the end, he was still going to win every race they had. And that was something he was extremely confident about. Probably because Nash was one of those people who got up in the morning and went out to run and work out and stuff for fun.. yanno, while Matt was asleep. Not worth it- I’d get lost.” It was true, he probably would. Nash grinned. ”Yeah, I guess you’ll have to go without eating for like ten minutes. I’m not sure- but I think you can make it.” And then the last conversation because shit hi the fan.. and of course, it was about one of Ally’s characters. Because we do that. ”Emma’d have turned around.” ”Emma also likes to argue over the thesaurus and whether grass or leaves would taste better.” She and Nash were obviously very different in more than one way. One very clearly being how they would handle the situation that they suddenly ended up in. But Emma wasn’t here right now. So no more talking about her.

This was bad. No denying that. Matt was freaking out, and Nash was drawing up possible plans of action in his head. He wasn’t trying to undermine Matt’s authority in this department (which is obviously where his authority was supposed to be) but the take charge thing was just sort of triggered in these situations- that’s how his mind worked. All shifters should have a required three years in the army. It helped. And it also became clear very quickly that Matt wasn’t going to be useful while he was freaking out, and Nash didn’t want him getting hurt before they even had a fighting chance at killing this thing. Luckily by the second time he ended up in trees Matt had calmed down enough to answer his questions.. and decide he wasn’t going to listen to him anymore. Welcome back Matt we missed you. ”Go for the neck or joints.. keep moving so it can’t get a grip on you.” Watching Matt go for the arm, it became clearer what they needed to do, but also that they weren’t going to be able to do it singlehandedly. ”We need to surprise it. Wait for me to tell you to go.” Figuring he could hold its attention for a little, Nash ran up to it again, going as fast as possible and heeding Matt’s advice to keep moving, finally succeeding in getting its focus away from where Matt was. ”Now, Matt!”



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[MATTHEW REED]

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You can do it- you weren’t too far behind. It was true—he wasn’t too far behind, and one day he would beat Nash contrary to the belief of the narrator above me saying that Nash was always going to win. ”I just want to crush you one time.” He grinned at the thought. Nash seemed to have more hope in Matt’s racing ability than he did with his sense of direction however, rightfully so. I’m not sure- but I think you can make it. ”I dunno, man, ten minutes is a lot of time for me to starve.” Yea, ten minutes could totally cause his body to enter to latest stages of starvation and in turn decomposition. And well it was pretty evident at that point that Nash was not like Emma like at all. Emma also likes to argue over the thesaurus and whether grass or leaves would taste better. Yea the conversation was ridiculous but as stated before they had to talk about Ally’s characters one way or another. ”You’re smarter than Emma—point proven,” he said with a laugh.

It was a good thing Nash kept his head on straight because if he hadn’t they’d have both been in a lot of trouble. Granted they were already in a lot of trouble but with the two of them focused they were going to be able to handle it. Because getting thrown into trees constantly was certainly handling it. We need to surprise it. Wait for me to tell you to go. If something happens I’m moving—just hurry up..[/i] Matt wasn’t going to argue this one since Nash seemed to be onto something but even so it was hard for Matt to just sit back and wait because he was going to be pissed off if something happened to Matt. He watched Nash run up to it ready to intervene at any moment. Now, Matt! Matt ran up and because the vampire was distracted he got a good grip on its arm though before he could do much damage, he was taken over by complete and utter fatigue. Matt was totally used to this happening because he was a difficult human being but his thoughts were starting to exhibit the thought that this wasn’t just from losing an hour of sleep.

For a moment he was hesitant to move out of confusion though he had enough ambition to do what he was supposed to be doing and with Nash on the other side, they managed to rip the thing apart. The second Matt believed it to be dead, he nearly collapsed to the ground actually unsure about whether or not he could remain in his current form. Are you okay? Good thinking…[/i] Because he wasn’t actually speaking, he didn’t exactly sound tired but that’d be happening a little later. He was, however, picking up some thoughts from the other shifter and it was apparent that there was a problem. When Nash wasn’t calm, something was up. Nash? It’s dead. We’re done.

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