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undergrounds2016-03-18 03:48 pm
devilsavocado) wrote in undergrounds2016-03-18 03:48 pm
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1) Laywer By Day (at his office, whenever)
[ No case is too small (no really) for Matt Murdock, Attorney at Law. His tiny private firm handles everything from civil cases like fraud to, well, murder. Really whatever you need. If your landlord didn't tell you your nice new flat was haunted, or you need to sue your boss for harassment, he's your guy. His office is small, and possibly as normal as could be. He doesn't quite specialize in 'normalizing' supernatural cases, but he's got some experience with it. But even minor inquiries are fine-- the door (and temporary sign) is always open for new clients. Maybe one of those new clients is you! ]
Hi. How can I help you?
2) Officially-Sanctioned Vigilante By Night (Redbright Outreach Group)
[ Matt's fairly new at this Outreach thing. Just the fact that people know he's a metahuman is still a bit bizarre if you ask him. But the work is good, and most people don't ask questions (like why is he wearing sunglasses at night, he's not that cool,) and the thugs have been either a) vanquished, or b) dealt with pretty swiftly. Overall, it's a good night. Things are winding down back at HQ, so to speak, when they make it back to Redbright.
He's still getting used to this whole "working with a team" thing, and while he can't say he's a huge fan of the idea, it's maybe not as bad as he expected. Maybe. At least they have a pretty sweet benefits deal, like letting him save lives and keeping people safe.
Except now the night's over and the rounds are done. Maybe you're grabbing him on his way out or at the lockers, maybe the dark sunglasses at night suddenly make sense as he unfolds his white cane. Either way, Matt's done for the night and heading home. Perfect time to chat, right? ]
3) When Does Matt Even Sleep? (In a bar)
[ On nights when Matt doesn't go out and break faces, he's actually pretty chill. Long nights burning the midnight oil can take their toll on a guy. (Might not get eye strain but you can only read so much braille before your fingers start to go numb.) Matt's not so studious that he doesn't know how to take it easy, and often times that means hitting the pub when he needs to unwind. Attractive guy like him tends to draw a few stares at the bar, but it's not like he can see them. (His senses tell him all he need, the state of inebriation of the other patrons, the smell of alcohol in his glass-- he'd know if someone tried to slip him a cheaper drink, but they don't do that to him here. Anymore.) He kinda just likes the atmosphere... and largely, the drinks. Definitely the drinks.
His secretary goes home after a couple; she offers him a ride home, but he declines. He's got time to kill if he's taking the night off. It's not even his bed time. ]
3.b) Bar Crawl, St. Paddy's Day Edition
[ Matt is not nearly as embarrassing as he could be on Saint Patrick's, but his dad always used to celebrate it which of course means Matt does too. By drinking liberally. So for a special drunk-flavored Matt, here's your prompt. How many pints of beer has Matt had at this point? Probably not enough to get him pissed, but he's up there.A ninja is never drunk. No way. ]
Here, lemme-- can I buy you a drink?
4) It's Sunday, do you know where your Catholic is?
[ Sunday morning, of course Matt is at church, present as ever while the rest of the parishioners go through the motions. He sits like he means to be invisible: silently listening in the back pew, hands held together in prayer throughout mass. When the service is done, the priest greets him by name. He's a regular, though he doesn't always make time for the whole thing.
He doesn't stick around for long after. Places to be, people to meet. But church is a safe place. He's at peace here. Maybe he'll actually talk, for once. What better way to know a man than through his relationship with God? ]
5) Wildcard!
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cantito ]
[ No case is too small (no really) for Matt Murdock, Attorney at Law. His tiny private firm handles everything from civil cases like fraud to, well, murder. Really whatever you need. If your landlord didn't tell you your nice new flat was haunted, or you need to sue your boss for harassment, he's your guy. His office is small, and possibly as normal as could be. He doesn't quite specialize in 'normalizing' supernatural cases, but he's got some experience with it. But even minor inquiries are fine-- the door (and temporary sign) is always open for new clients. Maybe one of those new clients is you! ]
Hi. How can I help you?
2) Officially-Sanctioned Vigilante By Night (Redbright Outreach Group)
[ Matt's fairly new at this Outreach thing. Just the fact that people know he's a metahuman is still a bit bizarre if you ask him. But the work is good, and most people don't ask questions (like why is he wearing sunglasses at night, he's not that cool,) and the thugs have been either a) vanquished, or b) dealt with pretty swiftly. Overall, it's a good night. Things are winding down back at HQ, so to speak, when they make it back to Redbright.
He's still getting used to this whole "working with a team" thing, and while he can't say he's a huge fan of the idea, it's maybe not as bad as he expected. Maybe. At least they have a pretty sweet benefits deal, like letting him save lives and keeping people safe.
Except now the night's over and the rounds are done. Maybe you're grabbing him on his way out or at the lockers, maybe the dark sunglasses at night suddenly make sense as he unfolds his white cane. Either way, Matt's done for the night and heading home. Perfect time to chat, right? ]
3) When Does Matt Even Sleep? (In a bar)
[ On nights when Matt doesn't go out and break faces, he's actually pretty chill. Long nights burning the midnight oil can take their toll on a guy. (Might not get eye strain but you can only read so much braille before your fingers start to go numb.) Matt's not so studious that he doesn't know how to take it easy, and often times that means hitting the pub when he needs to unwind. Attractive guy like him tends to draw a few stares at the bar, but it's not like he can see them. (His senses tell him all he need, the state of inebriation of the other patrons, the smell of alcohol in his glass-- he'd know if someone tried to slip him a cheaper drink, but they don't do that to him here. Anymore.) He kinda just likes the atmosphere... and largely, the drinks. Definitely the drinks.
His secretary goes home after a couple; she offers him a ride home, but he declines. He's got time to kill if he's taking the night off. It's not even his bed time. ]
3.b) Bar Crawl, St. Paddy's Day Edition
[ Matt is not nearly as embarrassing as he could be on Saint Patrick's, but his dad always used to celebrate it which of course means Matt does too. By drinking liberally. So for a special drunk-flavored Matt, here's your prompt. How many pints of beer has Matt had at this point? Probably not enough to get him pissed, but he's up there.
Here, lemme-- can I buy you a drink?
4) It's Sunday, do you know where your Catholic is?
[ Sunday morning, of course Matt is at church, present as ever while the rest of the parishioners go through the motions. He sits like he means to be invisible: silently listening in the back pew, hands held together in prayer throughout mass. When the service is done, the priest greets him by name. He's a regular, though he doesn't always make time for the whole thing.
He doesn't stick around for long after. Places to be, people to meet. But church is a safe place. He's at peace here. Maybe he'll actually talk, for once. What better way to know a man than through his relationship with God? ]
5) Wildcard!
[ if you have any ideas/want to plot anything else, totally ping me at
3b
He hasn't quite reached that point yet, but he's getting close. Saint Patrick's Day really isn't his favorite holiday, as an Irishman. As an Irishman with no living family, hardly any friends, and a chip on his shoulder the size of... Well. It's pretty big to say the least. Pairing it off with the fact that he's the Head of the Hillingdon Clan, and secretly a Guardian of the Night Council -- yeah. He's definitely got a lot to be drinking about. In his mind anyway.
So he doesn't notice the other man at first, nor the glasses or the cane when he'd first come in. And he's mostly startled at being addressed at all, never mind being offered a drink. He glances behind himself, to look if there might be anyone more worthy of the offer, but he's the only one in this corner of the bar. Still, he feels he needs to clarify. (Hardly anyone usually takes a notice of him in a bar, short, moody, and forbidding as he is.)]
I, ah... D'you mean me? [There's a slightly lilting accent to his words -- Irish, definitely Irish.]
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[ Ah, Matt's never needed liquid courage to make poor decisions but it helps, especially with the shy foreboding types. You have to hand it to the blind guy, he's got guts (and an empty glass in his hand which he means to fix soon.) He obviously doesn't give Faolan a look or anything, but as far as sounds and smells go, the man was a bit of a stand out. Can you blame him? ]
I'm Matt. [ Matt flashes him a smile, aimed Faolan's way. No handshake, of course. His glasses obscure his eyes, but the grin is at least pretty genuine. Faolan has a nice voice, and voices are everything of you ask Matt (don't ask Matt.) ] What'll you have? It's on me.
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He raises his eyebrows at the other man -- Matt, he supposes it is -- though he knows better than to look a gift horse in the mouth. Or to refuse a free drink, for that matter.] Faolan. [He introduces himself in return.] And I'll have another whiskey, if it's all the same to you.