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webdesigned) wrote2010-07-02 09:00 pm
webdesigned) wrote2010-07-02 09:00 pm
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open post.
game au / pic prompt / random spam / hit me with it
game au / pic prompt / random spam / hit me with it
game au / pic prompt / random spam / hit me with it
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despite the promise he doesn't have to worry, Peter does not much trust that his identity is safe. even if the guy is blind. last time someone learned about who he was, Gwen Stacy got thrown down a clocktower. it did tend to make you reluctant to share your identity, even with someone arguably on the same side. Peter can't help that reluctance, though he guesses Daredevil has secrets of his own, or he wouldn't have a mask on himself.
oh, Peter can believe it, he just feels pretty stupid and awkward about it, is all. he's definitely not hoping to get him to prove how blind he is, and absolutely not expecting for Daredevil to take his helmet off. good thing the dude can't see, Peter gapes like a total loser for a second. that's not the face he was expecting — it's sweet, almost, sort of like the cherubs you'd see in renaissance paintings. and almost disturbingly good looking, despite the bruise and hat hair. (Peter maybe didn't need to know that about him, he feels awkward enough around the guy as it is.) )
How do you know what is coming? Do you have super senses too? ( it's more revealing than Peter meant to be, and there's a momentary flicker of panic that he said something he shouldn't before he forces himself to stop and breathe for a second. ) Sorry, I guess... I'm not used to talking to someone like this.
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( Matt shrugs, puts one hand on his hip and clutches the horned helmet in the other hand. He wants to make nice with this other vigilante. They're not Avengers and they never will be-- they're not super soldiers or gods. He wants to befriend Spider-Man. Not so they can work together, but maybe so they can stay on their own turf-- work together THAT way. Give each other info. Be like a team, only far apart. Very far apart. )
Hm? Oh, right. I'm blind but my senses are heightened. Chemicals in the eyes. They're up to a crazy degree. I can hear your heart-- that's why I said you sound young. It's strong. Strong enough that I'd put you in your early 20's. ( Or younger. ) After 25 it starts to sound a little different. I-- Do you remember when Punisher went to jail? That... that was me and my partner.
( Now that they're just standing here, he thinks that Spider-Man's voice isn't grating anymore. It's kind of pleasing to his ears.
They should probably get a move on towards the guy who did the shooting. But Matt is pretty sure the guy is going to hole up for a few days. He won't go anywhere. )
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it's really weird to have his age so easily pinpointed by something he would have never thought to worry about. at least most people aren't out here memorizing heartbeats... ) Yeah, I remember that guy. You have a partner? ( color him surprised, because he was pretty sure Daredevil worked alone. he's learning way more than he ever thought he would about the Devil of Hell's Kitchen today.
which feels at least fair, since Matt pinpointed him in his street clothes and could find him if he ever bothered, which is a tiny bit creepy, even now. ) We should... we should go, right? We can talk later. ( is that presumptive? is that a weird thing to say? they're not going to sit together over coffee and chat after this, why did he say that? Peter tugs his mask on and tries not to overthink it, which is not a strong point of his. ) I don't suppose you've got an address I can meet you at. Are you going to track this dude like a bloodhound?
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( Matt sort of shrugged again. He was trying to play it cool-- and surprisingly, was? It felt like this vigilante hero super power thing was starting to get normal. That and Spider-Man's presence annoyed him at first but it was nice to know someone was covering his back-- when they did the Unintentional Team Up.
When Spideyguy mentions the shooter, Matt puts his helmet back on, taking a few moments to adjust it. He licks his molar and tilts his head, trying to hear -- the guy is too far gone but Matt knows the direction he went in. )
Three blocks south, then he's gone from there. Go on ahead, I'll meet you there. And uh-- I never mentioned this before because it would have been weird, but if we're working together, you can... ha, you can whisper to get my attention, tell me where you're going during the fight, whatever. I'll listen for you.
wrap here or on yours?
while it may be normal for Matt, what with a whole team of Defenders under his belt, it isn't normal for Peter. for a minute he considers just agreeing to call him Matt when the mask was off and to leave it at that, but... well, after a rollercoaster ride for his heartbeat, Peter manages, ) Okay. Uh.. Peter. My name is Peter. Nice to... you know... Matt. Okay.
( very smooth and eloquent, really don't know how Matt somehow falls for this guy.
the idea he can whisper for him is oddly adorable, and also helpful for teaming up. while Peter's hearing is probably not quite as good, he agrees, ) I should be able to hear you, too, even if I'm not nearby. I'll listen for you. ( Matt might have to use his big boy voice, though, Peter isn't used to listening for whispers. with that, Peter feels like they've been standing on the rooftop long enough, and heads to the side of the building to appraise what route he's going to take across the skyline. )
Don't keep me waiting, Daredevil. ( he's really going to be annoyed if he heads three blocks south and then Matt doesn't flip onto the roof a few minutes later. that's the best goodbye he offers, and just like that he's gone. maybe when they're better friends, he'll give Matt a lift. right now, definitely too weird to websling him around the city. )