[ he should have known. from the moment he'd learned that matt murdock β that the devil of hell's kitchen β was in this place, that he'd become a real pain in the ass to deal with. eventually, they'd reached a point where his persistent opponent had chosen to let him be, to deal with his own shit as frank dealt with his, and back then, he'd have assumed that might've been the end of that.
but with murdock, he should know that stubbornness governs, and in a place like this where they've been forced to come in close distance to one another again, finding themselves in this predicament was always inevitable. ]
Fuckingβ [ frank grits against his teeth as his swinging arm is halted, though his grip of his mallet doesn't loosen and he digs his boots to the dirt to keep from stumbling back. ] Altar boy, we ain't doing this.
[ with his other arm, he goes in for a different kind of swing, this time with a tight fist that aims directly to matt's face. ]
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but with murdock, he should know that stubbornness governs, and in a place like this where they've been forced to come in close distance to one another again, finding themselves in this predicament was always inevitable. ]
Fuckingβ [ frank grits against his teeth as his swinging arm is halted, though his grip of his mallet doesn't loosen and he digs his boots to the dirt to keep from stumbling back. ] Altar boy, we ain't doing this.
[ with his other arm, he goes in for a different kind of swing, this time with a tight fist that aims directly to matt's face. ]