"At least he's more then just that," Matt conceded. It might have been a shallow point but if they were going to be manipulated, it might as well be from someone worth the suffering of it.
At Cassidy's word, Matt rounded the corner and glanced back at the taller man.
"Stay here."
It was a good four or five hundred yards between them and the healer's door and Matthew blurred as he tapped into his celerity, traveling half the distance in the space of a half a breath, reaching the door more quickly then the pair of them ever would have.
Ding Dong Ditch was a common practice for 14 year old shitheads and it was a practice Matthew employed now, carefully laying He Ming down on their stoop, knocking, and legging it around the nearest corner. A second later, he was coming up around the back of the building they'd started at.
"C'mon," he hissed softly under his breath. "Time for us to fuck off."
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At Cassidy's word, Matt rounded the corner and glanced back at the taller man.
"Stay here."
It was a good four or five hundred yards between them and the healer's door and Matthew blurred as he tapped into his celerity, traveling half the distance in the space of a half a breath, reaching the door more quickly then the pair of them ever would have.
Ding Dong Ditch was a common practice for 14 year old shitheads and it was a practice Matthew employed now, carefully laying He Ming down on their stoop, knocking, and legging it around the nearest corner. A second later, he was coming up around the back of the building they'd started at.
"C'mon," he hissed softly under his breath. "Time for us to fuck off."