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Post by Daredevil on Jun 18, 2015 12:48:44 GMT -7
(the freakin jawline tho)
The Captain's gaze shifted towards the robot, and he grinned widely at him. "Nice to meet you, Atomic Robo," he replied, gripping Robo's hand and giving it a firm shake. "And you served as well?" The question was full of doubt, but Steve was still internally delighted to meet another veteran. Hopefully he wasn't lying, but he wasn't completely sure that he was. "You fought for the United States, I assume?" Matt listened to the two veterans' conversation with a blank expression. In his mind, there was no need or time for any chitchat at the moment; there was a possibly dangerous entity on the loose, and they didn't know anything about it. The only reason why he came to the Avenger Tower in the first place was to get business taken care of. Despite his growing irritation, he stood still, acting as if he didn't care about the ongoing conversation.
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 18, 2015 13:17:57 GMT -7
"I did," the robot confirmed with a curt nod as he released the captain's hand. "But as nice as this is, the real problem is this entity we encountered." Robo was no fool; even after a few short hours around Matt he could tell these sorts of pleasantries were going to annoy him to no end. He could practically feel the irritation waving off him like a flag. Hah, flag. "I was working with a device called a lightning gun when it malfunctioned and summoned a creature I've encountered before and thought I destroyed- it exists outside the universe and in all times at once. It sounds crazy, but multiple future and past versions of myself worked together to destroy it when inside the thing. It disappeared quickly, but something else showed up, like a wormhole of sorts and sucked me into this universe, dimension or whatever. I came to in a warehouse and ah..." He paused here, not sure how he wanted to go about what he was going to say next. "Matt, would you like to...?" He suggested, giving a 'go on' motion.
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Rp w/ dare
Jun 18, 2015 21:18:32 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 18, 2015 21:18:32 GMT -7
The blind man let out a small sigh of relief as he listened to the robot finally cut to the chase, and stood with a more attentive expression. He raised his head to face the Captain and Robo when he was called. "Ah, yes," he began rather quietly, putting a hand under his chin thoughtfully. How was he going to say this, and was compromising his identity at this point really a good idea? He decided against it, sticking to the vague explanation instead. "I was on a walk through Hell's Kitchen, where I live, and by chance I just so happened to wander into a warehouse where this guy was." He gestured in the general direction of the robot as he said this. "He needed a place to stay, so I took him back to my apartment, and that was where we saw this light entity. Well, Robo actually saw it, I didn't," Matt joked. "But it rendered his hearing useless for a couple minutes, and messed up some of his internal functions."
As the blind man told his side of the story, Steve couldn't help but not believe him. Though he knew he was blind, he was speaking in a rather vague manner, and the story he was telling him made absolutely no sense. What are the chances of a blind man just wandering into an abandoned warehouse? Once Matt had finished talking, the Captain gave him a doubtful look, not realizing he couldn't see it. "Um, I'm sorry to say this," he initially apologized, "But the story your partner told us much more believable than the one you're telling. Is there something you're not telling me?" He asked, lowering his voice slightly.
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 18, 2015 21:42:10 GMT -7
Robo's eye twitched and he tensed. Well, less of a twitch and more of his lower optic cover coming up in a manner meant to mimic twitch, but describing it that way made it sound so alien that it was just easier to settle with twitch. "Could we have a minute?" He said abruptly, and it wasn't really a question. He took the captain by the shoulders (more his upper arms really, but same difference) and pushed him out of the room shutting the door right in his face. He winced slightly, hoping that didn't ruin their chances. Said door clicked shut, and he really hoped he hadn't just locked them in. Hill had opened it from the inside, and it didn't look like any sort of high tech, voice ID doorknob or whatever, so he'd take the chance.
Robo traversed the span of the small room in a few short strides and stood in front of Matt. "I think you need to tell him," he said quietly, sounding comically conspiratorial. "For one thing, if what I read is true, these guys are supposed to be the most trustworthy out there, to speak nothing of Captain America. Heck, he's probably got more honor and trust in his jaw than Uncle Sam himself!" He metaphor-ed, throwing his hands up. That...was a great analogy. He'd have to remember that.
(Came back to the jawline, just for you)
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 20, 2015 8:16:24 GMT -7
(Yaaaaay cx thank youu) (And oh my lord I'm so sorry this took so long. Yesterday was a busy day for me.)
The blind man had an uncomfortable look on his face as he thought about what Robo said. "No, I know," he answered, his voice barely above a murmur, "He seems trustworthy. But giving up my identity.. It's just not something I'm used to doing." Matt absentmindedly gripped his cane as he thought, and a moment later, he let out a small, defeated sigh. "Alright. I'll do it," he finally declared. "It's probably a good idea to let him back in now."
Steve stood anxiously outside the door, his hands buried deep in his pockets. He now didn't feel as good about these two strangers as he did before, due to the abrupt shove before he could even get a word in. But, they sounded like they desperately needed this time, and since he was the gracious type, he let them have it. The Captain didn't want to wait much longer than he already had, though. Peering over at the door, he asked, "You guys done yet?"
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 20, 2015 9:11:32 GMT -7
Nodding, he moved to get the door. Much to Robo's relief, the door opened when he turned the knob and pulled. "Matt here has something to tell you that might make this whole situation seem a bit less crazy." He said pointedly, stepping aside to let the man in. Then he realized something- did Matt have any way to prove what he was about to reveal?
(It's okay! Lol I just woke up like literally five minutes ago Sorry short post)
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Rp w/ dare
Jun 20, 2015 15:51:16 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 20, 2015 15:51:16 GMT -7
The Captain stepped back into the room hesitantly, eyeing the blind man suspiciously. Something about him was just starting to rub him wrong; he almost looked smug under the dark shades, as if he was proud of something. Steve closed the door behind him, and then put his hands on his hips. "Well, what is it?" He asked, tilting his head to one side. It took a moment for Matt to actually do anything, as he was weighing his options mentally once more. Finally, he let out a defeated sigh. "Have you heard of an up and coming sort of vigilante figure called Daredevil?" He asked. "He's mostly in Hell's Kitchen but he recently found a man that was practically running the whole NYPD, and had him arrested." Steve furrowed his brow as he racked his memory for the figure, and then his gaze lightened. "Oh, yeah!" He exclaimed, "I do. Seems like he's one of the good guys, don't you think?" He sounded enthusiastic, almost interested in the Daredevil. The blind man listened to his tone with an almost pained looking expression. "Yeah..," he mumbled. "Well, that's me. I'm Daredevil. And that's how I met Robo." He spat out each sentence in a rather quick, choppy manner, as if to somehow lessen the effect it would have on the Captain.
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 20, 2015 16:13:28 GMT -7
Robo watched with keen eyes as Matt quickly explained the situation to Rogers. The words flowed in a tumble out of the lawyer-slash-vigilante's mouth, sounding rushed and almost embarrassed. He thought he detected a note of disbelief on the Captain's face, and how could he not? Matt, who was blind, was claiming to be a hero who, from Robo's research (okay, so maybe he had googled Daredevil too. He was curious!), knew a lot of martial arts and, from the earlier altercation, who the public did not know was blind. He sighed mentally. Tonight had been a long, fast paced adventure but it still wasn't over. He just hoped that Captain America chose to believe him...but there wasn't anything he could do. Except maybe speak up. "It's true," he verified, though he wasn't sure how much a robot's word was worth to Rogers. For all he knew he was just another machine to him, subservient like an AI. "He was ready to beat me up." He added amusedly, "Just about punched my lights out, but thankfully we talked it out and now we're cool. Right?" He said amicably as he goofily hooked an arm around Matt's shoulder and shook him.
(Gonna bring Bruce in next post)
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Rp w/ dare
Jun 20, 2015 21:50:20 GMT -7
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Post by Daredevil on Jun 20, 2015 21:50:20 GMT -7
"Oh, no, don't," the blind man weakly said as he was pulled and shaken by the robot. This hadn't happened to him since he was very young; it stopped when he was blinded, and his old friends stopped playing with him like they used to. Chuckling softly, Matt squirmed out of Robo's iron grip and straightened his jacket out once more. He looked back over in the Captain's direction as he tried to manage a hopeful look. The lawyer would know better than anyone how to see though a lie, and if this story was told to him, he would have no doubt that it wasn't the truth. But it was. He listened to Steve's heartbeat as he gazed at him, and it remained steady; his opinion wasn't changing, which could be a good or bad thing. The Captain nodded slightly as he processed all the new information, ignoring the jocularity in the air. "Well, this is something," Steve finally announced, "I can't believe the Daredevil is a blind man." When he saw that Matt started to look worried, he cut him off before he said anything. "Oh, don't worry, I'm not gonna tell anyone. That's not how I 'roll'. And I do believe you guys, or at least, as of right now. That can change, though." Though his tone had some warning in it, the warning was light: he wasn't too serious.
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Post by Atomic Robo on Jun 20, 2015 22:19:17 GMT -7
"Thank you, Captain," Robo said firmly. He respected the man's integrity and his trust in them, even without his impressive war record. "Now-"
The door creaked open wider without warning, and a short, disheveled man peeked in. There was a pallor to his skin, and he had dark curly hair that seemed wild and untamed. His purple shirt was a bit wrinkled, altogether leading to the image of a man who'd been awake too long. "Steve," he started, "What's- oh my god, is that a robot?" He asked incredulously, blinking and rubbing his eyes. "What the hell is this?" He said, sounding like a less drunk, less assertive Tony Stark. If Robo remembered the pictures right, this was Doctor Bruce Banner, and it looked like so far they'd meet about half of the Avengers by now.
"Well, this is all very nice, but I've had to introduce myself about five times too many in one day," Robo stated in the silence that followed Banner's unexpected arrival. Banner blinked again, sighed and shook his head, waving a hand.
"Nevermind. Tony's beyond drunk. I might have had a drink myself. Or maybe it was more alcoholic than I thought. I'm probably drunk. I should never get drunk. Goodbye, I'm leaving." With that Bruce shut the door and pretended to leave, but instead hung around the door and listened through the crack. Yeah, no, he wasn't drunk. He didn't drink. That was a very bad idea, considering the...Other Guy. They'd only just started to test the lullaby, and well...a drunk Other Guy wouldn't be fun. Yeah, so he was curious. Why didn't he just stick around? Because whatever was going on in there, it looked secretive. That room was never used unless it involved secrets. Plus there was a robot, which he guessed was the same one Tony had been rambling about. People tended to talk a lot more when they didn't know there was a very smart man listening in, a smart man who occasionally lost control and rampaged around destroying things when he got mad.
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