Why would Matt be late, he just has to head straight over there. He was waiting for Kurt with three minutes to spare, even with water bottles. He does look a bit more relaxed and Matt smiles at that.
"So, Kurt, how far you willing to go?"
Because right now, it's just brothers, not his CO, so he's going to use names.
"As far as you go, brother. I might be an officer these days but I'm not a desk jockey." Like all Spartans, Kurt was at the peak of human physical perfection and he hadn't allowed himself to go to seed in the past two decades.
"Prove it," Matt challenged before setting off. Like he's going to do a 'ready, set, go'. By being here he's clearly read. He's clearly set. He's clearly going to go.
"Oh, you're on. But we both know I always beat you in endurance trials thanks to that fat ass of yours." Kurt teased as he set out after Matt in an easy lope.
"A desk jockey!? How dare you! I'm going to make you eat those words, Matthew." Kurt said with mock outrage while trotting out his brother's full name to demonstrate his displeasure.
"I don't know, Kurthias," he jokes, because Kurt isn't even short for anything, and at this point Matt doesn't even remember if his name really was Matthew at any point. "When was the last time you went for a run?"
Matt chuckles as he keeps pace easily with Kurt. Jogs easily next to his brother and doesn't have any issues easily leaping over the uneven parts of the ground. And then he keeps going, speeding up as he runs. Because he wants to stretch his legs.
The further they got from Currahee the thicker the jungle became. Huge, towering banyan trees arched overhead and the canopies nearly obscured the night sky in places. By now, they only had the thinnest of moonlight to navigate with.
Eventually, they ended up along the banks of Twin Forks River where the water ran swift and icy cold. Visibility was a little better here but the footing was more treacherous thanks to both the exposed roots of the trees and the eroded areas of the river bank. "Mind your step, you wouldn't want to fall into the water."
Honestly, considering how hot and humid the night air was, maybe he wouldn't.
"Not going to," Matt shrugs as he easily dodges the roots. "If it's the water you're worried about, go in and test it just to see if I can handle it."
Not going to push at all, though. Because as funny as it would be to shove Kurt into the water, he knows the guy is more nimble than him. It would mostly end up with Matt in the water.
"Don't need to, I know how cold that water is." He'd had to dive in to rescue one of the Alphas because apparently he'd grown up at the edge of a desert and hadn't known how to swim very well.
It was probably one of Matt's better ideas because Kurt could fight downright dirty if the situation called for it, something Matt had figured out first hand during training.
Still... After a few more lengths Matt starts to slow. Slows to consider the water flowing beside them. And finally he comes to a stop.
"I haven't seen a river since we were young. Or anything on the scale. Trees haven't been for a while too. I've had nearly only urban engagements. All of this..."
He shakes his head. "I could see it. All those books people write about nature? I can see the appeal I think."
Kurt slowed to a halt as well and stood next to Matt on the riverbank.
He listened without comment when his brother spoke of what he'd seen in the last twenty years, how he'd been stuck pretty much doing mainly urban environmental combat and the like.
"I love this planet. Sure, the climate can be pretty hot and muggy but who can complain about views like this?" He asked, gesturing to the river and the shadow of trees across the bank. "Come on, I want to show you my favorite place on the planet." He indicated for Matt to follow him as he melted back under the canopy of trees. This time, Kurt lead him deeper into the jungle but eventually, they found themselves on a dirt road that had been obviously pounded flat by countless boots over the years.
Eventually, they reached the Tree House which was perched ridiculously high up in the air, nestled among the gargantuan limbs of a huge banyan tree. "We call it the Tree House. Gives us an uninterrupted three hundred and sixty degree view for more than forty clicks."
Kurt had honestly forgotten about Matt's unease with heights.
"Oh. Well, I would never kick you off a 100 floor building. Well, without a parachute or a jet pack." He corrected himself with a smile and an affectionate clap to his brother's shoulder.
"But hey, if you're too chicken, I'm not going to force you." Oh yes, he went there. Kurt was smirking as he walked away from his brother and headed towards the stairs that was built into the very tree leading upwards towards the platform.
"I had a rope attached to a window washing unit," Maine muses, but that isn't nearly enough. "Had to do some ODST style-insertion before too."
Yeah, that's not cool for him. As for being called a chicken, he shrugs it off. And waves Kurt on. Go get your great view. There is no value to the height for him right now.
"As you can see, there are no window washing machines here so that will not be a problem." Kurt said lightly but didn't so much as blink an eye at the latter because he'd had to endure some pretty hairy jumps himself and didn't even consider that outside the norm.
"You do realize you will have to climb this tower eventually in the course of your duties, right? We use it to observe the trainees during their training exercises." Kurt called down to him as he paused in climbing the stairs. "And you'd best pray Mendez doesn't find out. He hasn't softened up that much with old age." No, the man was still harder than men half his age and just as cantankerous as Matt probably remembered.
"Uh huh, just know I'm totally judging you right now." Kurt said with a hefty dose of amusement in his voice.
Still, it seemed rather pointless for him to continue on by himself. Sure, he'd like Matt to see the fantastic lightshow Onyx often put on thanks to it's unusually heavy magnetic field that made for some truly spectacular aurora borealis.
After a moment, he started back down the stairs to rejoin his brother on the ground.
"Judge as you will," Matt shrugs off. He'll see it sooner or later. Sure, he feels bad for letting his brother down in this, but his life lately has not been big on heights. Let him have what peace he can get.
Still, after a moment he feels bad, and with a sigh he moves forward. Which is just as Kurt is coming down.
"Up," he grumbles, shaking his head. "But I'm not getting close to edges."
"I am, don't you worry." He said, shooting a grin down at Matt. In the shadows of this towering Banyan tree, it was hard to see Kurt but Matt could still see the flash of pale teeth when Kurt grinned at him.
Thanks to their augmentations, their night vision was better than the average human and thus he didn't miss the fact that Matt had moved to join him on the stairs.
"Heh, I promise, I'm not going to kick you off the edge. Or force you to use the zip line to get down." He said, chuckling quietly.
"Was kicked off the building less than an hour before my injury."
So yeah, recent enough history. He does follow Kurt up, silent the rest of the way as he refuses to let his brain process the height. He can do the calculations in his sleep.
"That won't happen here, I promise." Kurt reassured him with a clap on the shoulder before he turned to ascend the stairs. It took a few minutes for them to reach the top mainly because it was a hundred meters tall.
And as Kurt had promised, it was one hell of a view. They could see Currahee in the distance, a bright shining break in the near black forest tops. And further out north were the faint, blinking lights that indicated the parameter fence of Zone 67.
And overhead, the auroras were in full view, spinning all manner of colors above their heads. "You see those lights about thirty clicks out? That's Zone 67. Real ONI spook stuff going on there, we're not allowed anywhere near it."
The auroras get Maine standing there in awe, his eyes cast heavenward, his mouth slightly slack as he considers it. Stunning. Too bad Kurt draws his attention elsewhere. And there he gets to see the implication of secrets.
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Date: 2019-02-16 04:56 am (UTC)"So, Kurt, how far you willing to go?"
Because right now, it's just brothers, not his CO, so he's going to use names.
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Date: 2019-02-28 12:22 am (UTC)Still, he doesn't bother for speed. That easy lope was everything they were trained in.
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Date: 2019-03-01 09:43 pm (UTC)Eventually, they ended up along the banks of Twin Forks River where the water ran swift and icy cold. Visibility was a little better here but the footing was more treacherous thanks to both the exposed roots of the trees and the eroded areas of the river bank. "Mind your step, you wouldn't want to fall into the water."
Honestly, considering how hot and humid the night air was, maybe he wouldn't.
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Date: 2019-03-03 05:34 pm (UTC)Not going to push at all, though. Because as funny as it would be to shove Kurt into the water, he knows the guy is more nimble than him. It would mostly end up with Matt in the water.
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Date: 2019-03-04 10:16 pm (UTC)It was probably one of Matt's better ideas because Kurt could fight downright dirty if the situation called for it, something Matt had figured out first hand during training.
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Date: 2019-03-05 06:36 am (UTC)"I haven't seen a river since we were young. Or anything on the scale. Trees haven't been for a while too. I've had nearly only urban engagements. All of this..."
He shakes his head. "I could see it. All those books people write about nature? I can see the appeal I think."
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Date: 2019-03-05 10:39 pm (UTC)He listened without comment when his brother spoke of what he'd seen in the last twenty years, how he'd been stuck pretty much doing mainly urban environmental combat and the like.
"I love this planet. Sure, the climate can be pretty hot and muggy but who can complain about views like this?" He asked, gesturing to the river and the shadow of trees across the bank. "Come on, I want to show you my favorite place on the planet." He indicated for Matt to follow him as he melted back under the canopy of trees. This time, Kurt lead him deeper into the jungle but eventually, they found themselves on a dirt road that had been obviously pounded flat by countless boots over the years.
Eventually, they reached the Tree House which was perched ridiculously high up in the air, nestled among the gargantuan limbs of a huge banyan tree. "We call it the Tree House. Gives us an uninterrupted three hundred and sixty degree view for more than forty clicks."
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Date: 2019-03-06 06:51 pm (UTC)"Still hate heights," he informs Kurt nervously as he considers the thing. "Got kicked off a 100 floor building, fuck, a month or so ago?"
Was it really so little time? Was it even that much?
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Date: 2019-03-08 10:57 pm (UTC)"Oh. Well, I would never kick you off a 100 floor building. Well, without a parachute or a jet pack." He corrected himself with a smile and an affectionate clap to his brother's shoulder.
"But hey, if you're too chicken, I'm not going to force you." Oh yes, he went there. Kurt was smirking as he walked away from his brother and headed towards the stairs that was built into the very tree leading upwards towards the platform.
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Date: 2019-03-09 04:51 am (UTC)Yeah, that's not cool for him. As for being called a chicken, he shrugs it off. And waves Kurt on. Go get your great view. There is no value to the height for him right now.
"I like the look from here."
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Date: 2019-03-11 05:12 pm (UTC)"You do realize you will have to climb this tower eventually in the course of your duties, right? We use it to observe the trainees during their training exercises." Kurt called down to him as he paused in climbing the stairs. "And you'd best pray Mendez doesn't find out. He hasn't softened up that much with old age." No, the man was still harder than men half his age and just as cantankerous as Matt probably remembered.
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Date: 2019-03-11 09:38 pm (UTC)Because if he has orders, Matt will definitely climb for him. For now, though, he isn't quite willing to go up unless he has to.
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Date: 2019-03-13 02:44 pm (UTC)Still, it seemed rather pointless for him to continue on by himself. Sure, he'd like Matt to see the fantastic lightshow Onyx often put on thanks to it's unusually heavy magnetic field that made for some truly spectacular aurora borealis.
After a moment, he started back down the stairs to rejoin his brother on the ground.
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Date: 2019-03-14 06:18 pm (UTC)Still, after a moment he feels bad, and with a sigh he moves forward. Which is just as Kurt is coming down.
"Up," he grumbles, shaking his head. "But I'm not getting close to edges."
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Date: 2019-03-16 04:24 am (UTC)Thanks to their augmentations, their night vision was better than the average human and thus he didn't miss the fact that Matt had moved to join him on the stairs.
"Heh, I promise, I'm not going to kick you off the edge. Or force you to use the zip line to get down." He said, chuckling quietly.
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Date: 2019-03-17 04:05 am (UTC)So yeah, recent enough history. He does follow Kurt up, silent the rest of the way as he refuses to let his brain process the height. He can do the calculations in his sleep.
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Date: 2019-03-19 06:58 pm (UTC)And as Kurt had promised, it was one hell of a view. They could see Currahee in the distance, a bright shining break in the near black forest tops. And further out north were the faint, blinking lights that indicated the parameter fence of Zone 67.
And overhead, the auroras were in full view, spinning all manner of colors above their heads. "You see those lights about thirty clicks out? That's Zone 67. Real ONI spook stuff going on there, we're not allowed anywhere near it."
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Date: 2019-03-19 07:25 pm (UTC)"Are they allowed near us?"
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