Eyuzi System Mingle

[lord_wizard]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: If you like!
Action: The planet Lyuku, the Iskaulit, and anywhere else you want
When: Sept 1 to Sept 28

[After a rather short time adrift, the fleet is finally in range of another planet. Small, peaceful, and colorful, there is plenty to do and explore.

Maybe it's enough to forget that vague feeling of unease.

Or not.]

((SYSTEM INFO))

Comments

[echovocation]

Same here. [Matt withdraws to rest his weight on his cane, balancing with it in a very casual way. See, no offense, nothing awkward.] I'm looking for bedsheets. Don't know if you noticed, but the ones on the ships... [Matt clicks his tongue.] See any stalls like that around?

[selfhelp]

Oh ugh, yeah. They kinda itch.

[That's a good priority to have, considering how much time normal people spend sleeping. He'd already sort of magicked his own into something more comfortable, but if you want to take the moral route...]

I think I saw a place that had furniture not far back, so they might have decor and stuff for what they sell? We could try that. Want my arm?

[echovocation]

[Kid, that's so sweet.] You sure? [Matt's already reaching though, it'd probably make Billy feel badly if he refused. And he doesn't exactly mind.]

[selfhelp]

[it's a super low bar for common courtesy, dude

he'll feel like a right moron later, though.]

It's no problem. Probably easier for both of us, anyway.

[echovocation]

[Man, you're from Manhattan, you know how far 'common courtesy' can go sometimes.]

You aren't wrong. Especially with crowds like this. [He'll just tuck his cane up around his shoulder and hook his hand in Billy's elbow, then.] I appreciate it, thanks.

[selfhelp]

Seriously, it's fine. It's the least I can do after acting like an idiot.

[though Matt probably gets that sort of response all the time, awkward fumbling of "oh noooo what if I offended the blind guy".

Anyway, heading for that store.]

Have you got a budget for your new sheets? I woke up here with pocket change.

[echovocation]

That's probably what I've got, then. At least I can get an idea of how much it'll cost to replace them, hopefully. [Maybe do some kind of work somewhere, because he is not gonna be sleeping on those beds of needles back on the ships without something softer.] It's a little odd that we're given money in the first place though.

[selfhelp]

Yeah, it kinda is. Like getting an allowance. My best guess? They want us to use it to do something interesting.

[and yet here they buying bedsheets. well, nobody said they have to conform.]

[echovocation]

Makes me feel better about using it for bedsheets. [Take that assholes, try selling that on your airtime.] I hope they lose ad time because of me. Satisfying.

[selfhelp]

Are you one of those "stick it to the man" guys?

[dangerous rebel we've got here, fellas.]

[echovocation]

[the dangerousest

Matt lets out a soft bark of a laugh, hiking his cane up a little further.] When the man is an alien organization that snatched me from my home without even buying me dinner first? ...sure. I'm winging it, but sure.

[selfhelp]

Well, luckily, you're in good company. I have it on good authority that there are people here who specialize in sticking it to the alien-organization man.

[present company included! though he doesn't have to say that.]

[echovocation]

Can't imagine there'd be a lot of people satisfied with a setup like this. [Seriously, not even minimum wage to start? And they claim that they're 'talent.'] I've never had so little in my bank account and I interned for three years.

[selfhelp]

I've never done that before myself, but it sounds expensive. What'd you intern for, if you don't mind my asking?

[echovocation]

At a law office. Defense attorneys, to be specific. [Smiles a little.] Pretty mundane, compared to all of this.

[selfhelp]

[....blind guy... named Matt... working at a law office...

no. no way. just by chance like this? no waaaaaay.]

Law... are you doing that as like, a career now? A real lawyer at a real office?

[echovocation]

[Did his heart just kick up? Matt tunes in to listen a little more closely.] Real enough, anyway. Sometimes I even get paid. [He should avoid naming the firm, just in case.]

[selfhelp]

[if it didn't the first time, it definitely does now.]

Um- okay, not to pry, and if you wanna keep it on the down-low, just say so. But I gotta ask... Murdock?

[echovocation]

[Matt abruptly stops walking, pulling his hand from Billy's elbow to hang onto the grip of his cane, face turned in his direction. There's no reason to get too suspicious, but in a place like this? The odds of meeting someone who knows his name, what he does, even if it's just the Matt Murdock side? Slim. Very slim.]

You've heard of me.

[selfhelp]

[uh-oh. maybe he rushed things a little, but... at least it's confirmed?]

Emphasis on "heard of"? I'm from New York, and you've made some waves.

[There's probably plenty of lawyers named Matt in NYC, but probably not many blind ones. It's easier to piece it together.

He's really good at faking it though, damn.]

[echovocation]

[Yeah...his heart's been beating faster ever since 'Murdock' came out of his mouth, so maybe it doesn't mean anything that it's still tic-tocking faster than usual now but Matt's not really willing to give the kid the benefit of the doubt.]

Not always in the right circles, either. [Matt smiles tightly.] You'll understand if I'm a little cautious.

[selfhelp]

Yeah, I can imagine. I've got no bad intentions, promise.

[And that, at least, is the truth; it feels weird to have to reassure such things since he's only 18, but who even knows what this Matt's faced in his world or his timeline. He may not be superhero-ing yet. This could even be an alternate reality where he never becomes Daredevil. AUs are a huge pain in the ass...

Well, only way to find out is to dig, so let's go a little deeper.]

I've been told you can be a real devil in court.

[eh?? EH???]

[echovocation]

[echovocation]

[Okay good, nobody's paying attention.

Grabs Billy by the shirt and drags him into a nearby alley, pressing him up against the wall just to make sure he doesn't go running off.]

Cute. How about you tell me how you really know my name?

[selfhelp]

[oh wow oh shit holy shit this is actually happening

Absently he knows he should be at least a little concerned- Daredevil is a master of his craft and could do plenty of damage before he could get a spell off, though he's confident he could escape if he had to. But it's hard not to be kind of... excited? Yeah, excited. Getting accosted by Matt Murdock in a dark alley like some kind of criminal is pretty damn cool.]

Haaah- I can't believe that actually worked!

[wait he asked a question, he should probably stop looking so happy about this]