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( open — august catchall )
Who: matt murdock + ota
When: august
Where: cadens
What: catch all
When: august
Where: cadens
What: catch all
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you can find me atjortles
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she turns back to him.] Oh, no, it really is your Horizon.
[offering him a smile in return she goes back to looking around.]
I felt you were around, I just couldn't really find where, so— here you are. Your office?
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( he doesn't know if what he's done is here is really exact to the office back in hell's kitchen but it feels right. )
We always meant to upgrade offices but — you can only upgrade if you have the money and we sometimes got paid in muffins.
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[feels more like it's closer to the spectrum of 'the majority of the time', but wanda only raises an eyebrow at that as she walks over one of the shelves and picks up a heavy book about some kind of law. she flips over it and finds— well, that she can't read it.
the page isn't blank, necessarily, it just has a bunch of raised dots.
she turns back now, walking towards matt, open book in her arms.]
It probably sounds stupid, but I've never seen braille up close. Do you seriously remember all this?
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( he takes the book from her and picks it up, sliding his fingers over the dots before making face. )
You chose a book on maritime law, huh? Planning on committing a crime on the high seas? I'll have to tell you that walking the plank isn't a valid punishment.
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What, you're not going to take my crime choice seriously?
[is this how law works?? she presses a finger down the height of the book, at all those pages.]
There's no way there are that many maritime laws.
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( he closes the book and puts it behind him, shrugging. )
There's maritime lawyers so I'm guessing there's plenty of maritime laws to support them. I can't even rent a boat so no one wants to put me in charge of that.
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Because of the blind thing.
[makes sense—and wanda is past the point of feeling decidedly sorry or awkward for making note of it; she knows matt doesn't care. and so, she joins him by leaning back on the table, beside him, glancing about. it's interesting to her, to see the world he comes from and what shapes it.]
You're criminal cases, right?
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( he nods, pushing away from his desk and just idly moving around the office, letting his fingers slide against shelves and bookcases that he'd managed to remember and create.
it all feels so real. he could convince himself that he was back in new york, back in his office with karen or foggy outside. but he'd ruined that, hadn't he?
he sighs. )
Jury's out on how good we are when it comes to criminal cases but that's what we took on.
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he's a little more guarded about this in specific, seems like.]
"We" as in... You and your friends.
[a man, a woman—light banter and companionship. it's a warm feeling that seeps through.]
What are they like?
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( simple but the absolutely best description of them. matt shrugs a shoulder before he pulls another book off the shelf and pages through it, hiding his expression for the moment.
they were good people who got a raw break when they got tangled up with him. )
Smart, generous with their time. But good people.
( he closes the book and puts it away before he turns back towards her, smiling again. )
How are you?
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it's strange to think that this place seems to make matt a little sad, if she's getting this right; perhaps not the place, but the people meant to be here with him.
maybe he's just homesick.
(his smile isn't very convincing.)]
We're organizing a welcome event at the farm. [she says, then, after debating chasing him with questions and deciding ultimately not to.] For the new people who arrived. Solvunn is usually just like... just a few of us at any given time. They're making me the greeter.
[isn't that funny]
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he slides his tongue along his lower lip, thoughtful, before he nods, turning his focus back to her. )
The greeter? I think you'd be good at that, you know. You're friendly and funny. You'll make them feel comfortable since I know I felt like I was completely on my back foot when I got here. It was hard to not feel dizzy.
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I actually cannot tell [—her words slow, measured, with a hint of confusion] if you're being sarcastic or not.
[about her being friendly and funny — suppose matt gets a different side of wanda, in the end. especially after all this, though?]
What if I just put up a sign that says 'be back later' and then never actually come back to my post?
[she's not comfortable in crowds.]
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( he doesn't answer the question on if he was being sarcastic or not. he come back to lean against her again, resting his shoulder against hers. )
How many people are you guys expecting to show up? Maybe it won't be so bad and you can get it done and then leave.
( retreat back to somewhere more comfortable. )
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super fun.]
Not sure, but maybe about... ten? Which is a lot, considering Solvunn.
[she presses back against him, leaning her head against his shoulder for a moment.]
Don't jinx it.
[things could always go sideways.]
What about the Free Cities? Know of any new faces?
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Not that I've seen yet.
( ha ha, seen. and it's true, he hasn't seen frank in awhile so maybe he'd imagined that. maybe it was just a bad dream. )
But I haven't really been looking either. As much as I can look, that is.
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she glances up at him. it's fair to say he is at a bit of a disadvantage in general when it comes to being able to work his way recognizing others. besides, for all matt's good at talking, he's not really one for a 'greeter' position.]
Leave the welcomes to others, huh. [she rearranges how she stands, placing one foot in front of the other.] So many people always show up over in Cadens.
[silent for a moment, she elbows him to get his attention, putting her hand out in front of her, palm open.]
Favorite drink: go.
[no context, just go for it.]
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( he can hear the movement of her arm, realizes that she's raised it in front of her and he brushes a few fingers against her palm before saying: )
I don't know, crappy beer? Good coffee? Never really thought about my favorite drink before.
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Maybe 'favorite' isn't the right word. [hmm] Right now, if you could have one drink. What would it be? Can you imagine it into my hand? Don't burn my hand with just thinking about the coffee and not the cup if you do, okay?
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he sighs and closes his eyes behind his glasses before he thinks of —
orange juice. he doesn't know but that's what comes to mind and that's what appears in her hand, in a bottle and safely capped. )
I don't know if that's the drink I'd want right now so much as what came into my head.
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it's a smaller bottle of orange juice, those packed to go for one person, and she looks it over curiously. the stickers are missing, but... can't be helped.]
But does it taste like orange juice?
[uncapping it, wanda sniffs it first before taking a small sip. immediately, her nose scrunches.]
That's pretty acidic.
[this proves a theory for her, though. she puts the cap back on.]
Food doesn't taste that great for you, does it?
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( he shrugs a shoulder. he doesn't go without eating because he can taste things so much more potently than others. there are some things he likes but he can taste when something's cooked wrong or spiced wrong. )
But I imagine what you just tasted isn't what you really taste when you have orange juice but it's what I taste so it's stronger.
( because everything was stronger or sharper to him. )
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standing straight, wanda walks around the table of his office and sits down on what would be his chair. she pushes it closer to the table and makes if she's looking around the papers.]
Right, have a seat.
[it's her office now]
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Are you the boss now?
( he can't see her but he imagine she looks like a natural behind his desk, in charge of things. )
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Feels like I'm being judged up here. [she tries to find comfort on the chair a bit more] Don't know how you do it.
[but, in any case, she grabs at the maritime law book she had picked out from the shelf, opening it again on a random page.]
How do you read this? I mean— is each dot a letter or do different dots make a word?
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