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you are not alone | no one is alone
Nathaniel Matthews
Former Firefly | 21 | Current location ;; North Dakota
Nate turned back to the tree, tried to remember his climbing days many, many years ago, and wondered if being 21 was old. Was he too old to learn something new? No, not with the right attitude. Not with the right encouragement. Like someone who full heartedly means it when he says that you can do this. Someone who can stand beneath just in case he slips. Okay, then he could do this. What was going to stop him? Could anything stop him? No. Nothing. He was unstoppable when he had his guiding light. With some mental math, some arm revving, and some dreams of being able to parkour like Max, he jumped up, his fingers grabbing the branch before he fell back down. Step one done! Now he needed to pull himself up. This was easier without the pack, something they did not have the luxury of dropping right now. He could do this. Could he walk his legs up the trunk? Maybe if he jumped closer to the edge. Oh, that was silly of him. No worries, he could pull himself up. Medic muscles for days! And by that, Nate was very aware that his muscles were less than stellar when it came to a lot of people that he knew, but they were enough to move himself around. He pulled himself up, swinging his legs up until they also wrapped around the branch. He peered at Alex upside down and laughed. “This could have gone worse, and I am already finding places where I can improve without you even having to tell me yet.” Then he wiggled himself around up he was sitting on the branch. He let out a breath and shrugged. “Look at me, practically a pro!” Yeah, that was easier when he was like… eight. And also when he knew what he was doing.
Former Firefly | 21 | Current location ;; North Dakota
Nate turned back to the tree, tried to remember his climbing days many, many years ago, and wondered if being 21 was old. Was he too old to learn something new? No, not with the right attitude. Not with the right encouragement. Like someone who full heartedly means it when he says that you can do this. Someone who can stand beneath just in case he slips. Okay, then he could do this. What was going to stop him? Could anything stop him? No. Nothing. He was unstoppable when he had his guiding light. With some mental math, some arm revving, and some dreams of being able to parkour like Max, he jumped up, his fingers grabbing the branch before he fell back down. Step one done! Now he needed to pull himself up. This was easier without the pack, something they did not have the luxury of dropping right now. He could do this. Could he walk his legs up the trunk? Maybe if he jumped closer to the edge. Oh, that was silly of him. No worries, he could pull himself up. Medic muscles for days! And by that, Nate was very aware that his muscles were less than stellar when it came to a lot of people that he knew, but they were enough to move himself around. He pulled himself up, swinging his legs up until they also wrapped around the branch. He peered at Alex upside down and laughed. “This could have gone worse, and I am already finding places where I can improve without you even having to tell me yet.” Then he wiggled himself around up he was sitting on the branch. He let out a breath and shrugged. “Look at me, practically a pro!” Yeah, that was easier when he was like… eight. And also when he knew what he was doing.