fightlikehell | Hello, hello, hello.

Oh. "Right." Best to let that one slip away for the time being. Slowly but surely.

"How does tomorrow sound? I haven't forgotten that I'm loaning out a bible to you."

"Sounds great. Any requests for breakfast? I can make eggs, okay biscuits, and breakfast potatoes pretty well. Otherwise there's toast and generic stuff."

Getting to a different topic seems to cheer Steve up.

"Maybe we could collaborate. I can kind of make steak." Steak, eggs and potatoes. What a manly meal!

Hearing Steve perk up is very important. Matt's at ease again.

"Never underestimate toast, Steve." Or the power of breakfast. If he wasn't in 100% before, he sure is now.

"Let's say seven?"

"Hehe, toast is pretty amazing, but I'd have to be much worse off than I am if I was getting cooking lessons to make it." Steve rolls his eyes but he's almost laughing now.

See you then, Matt.

((Would you like to make a thread or shall I? I won't be up much later, but I can at least get something up before I go, if you'd like.))

"You're probably...worlds better than I am so it's not much of a contest," and no, that's not entirely a blind joke.

"See you, Steve."

[ooc; Yes please! I'm going to sleep soon. Or so I keep telling myself. u_u]

((This is my life in a nutshell XD http://juststeverogers.dreamwidth.org/1671.html

Up whenever you're free <3))

Hi Matt, It's Claire.

I know we haven't spoken in a long time...but I thought I would check in on you. I guess that armor is doing its job, huh? Despite what I told you, I do miss you. I'll understand if you don't call me back.

Just know that I will be there for you. Not only to patch you up, but to talk.

My window can be open, with enough notice.

Take Care. [call ends]

[It's a call that he's wanted and dreaded so much. But to hear her voice after a few...weeks? Has it been a month already? Too long.

Now it's his turn to call her. And not on a burner phone. How about that?]

[Claire is on her lunch break, miracle that she gets one of those! She's been carrying two phones. One was the burner phone that Matt gave her and her own personal one. Her personal phone rings. It's a number she doesn't recognize. She almost presses ignore, but something tells her it's important. She places her half eaten sandwich and bottle of water down on the break room table and answers with a tired sigh] Hello?

[One ring. Two rings. It's nearly to voice mail and...]

Claire.

[Not the greeting he had in mind. Give him a moment.]

Hi. I'm sorry I haven't been in contact...

[They haven't exactly been friends but more friends than anything that they ever might have been. Matt sighs.]

I didn't expect a call from you.

Matt? I called the burner phone, didn't expect you to even call me back. [she swallows uneasy, not sure what she should say next. He could go off on her and that would be perfectly okay.]

I wanted to tell you that I thought about what I said. Yes, I think you're crazy to do what you do. Was I falling for you? Yes. Would we be able to make anything work, because of the possibilities of you still being alive? Not sure. But, I don't think I gave anything a real chance. I think that deep down, you are a good man, Matt. I...think we could be friends again. I would understand if you would tell me to go fuck myself, but you know. [she chuckles nervously, her statement self deprecating and sarcastic]

I would have sooner. I've been uh...busy.

[At the firm and in the streets. The news would be saying so much. It's different when he is telling it to her directly.

The line is quiet as she speaks. A murmur starts in his throat but stops until she's finished.]

I would never tell you that, Claire.

[Even angry. Even furious.]

...Are you sure? I'm not expecting apologies. I know that even being close to me isn't easy the way things are right now.

[Foggy can attest to that and he's seen Matt through everything.]

Yes, I'm sure you have been...unscathed as well, with the new armor. [Why is she feeling bad about not seeing him injured? She should be glad! But, it's that smile, that intelligence, that body...um...get back into the conversation Claire.]

Well, we could at least meet up as Matt and Claire, not Daredevil and Claire. See how things would be normally and go from there?

Mostly in one piece. I was given very good advice.

[From her. Just goes to show that he does listen. Sometimes.]

I'd like that. Very much.

[More than words can convey right now. Matt tries to keep his voice even.]

We don't...have to rush or anything. I know that our parting wasn't on the best terms. Even for me.

[He could have fought harder the whole argument with Foggy with the Nobu fight left him low.]

No, no rushing needed. [she smiles slowly] Yeah, I'll have to make up for that. We both will. I'm sure in time, we'll be okay. Although, the city is still dangerous, with the criminal element around every corner. Especially here. [she sighs]

Could we honestly make it work? I do want to try, but I can't help but think how scared I'd be for you. How...I'd wait to hear from you, if something went wrong. I know I have my own work--and hell, I could get killed in the emergency room, by a lunatic with a gun. [she reasons]

Could we just...be with each other for maybe an evening? Out, or not...no matter. Let me know what would work for you.

[Especially here. It's dismaying but true. Matt can't deny that.]

One step at a time. I want to try.

[That's worth the phone call alone to tell her.]

I know, Claire. I worry about you too.

[He worries about everyone. That's what drives him back again and again.]

Let's go out to dinner.

Okay...I guess it's a date then? [she swallows softly, suddenly nervous. Why is she nervous? Wow, a lot has changed, hasn't it?]

You let me know when and where and I'll be there. I'll give you my schedule too.

[OOC: How's my driving? I never get honest answers from the Matts I play with. I am always looking to improve. Is she too OOC? Or is she just right? LOL]

I could pick you up. We'll make a whole evening.

[Nerves might be catching. He denies it profusely. Just excitement. That's easier to accept.]

[ooc; I think you're doing a-okay! Only a few tags in so I don't have anything particularly constructive to add but you're enthusiastic and that's always wonderful.]

[OOC: Cool. Usually 'enthusiastic' from most of the Matts that I've played with means: crazy, nuts, annoying. LOL For real, be honest.]

Pick me up, hmm? Who's driving? [she couldn't resist, chuckling. They are comfortable enough that she can sling some blind jokes. She grins, playfully smacking his shoulder.]

Hello! You're quite the lucky man. Though it took me just a bit longer than I expected, I've been able to concoct a sleeping draught that works rather well, in my own opinion. I can drop them off at any time you're available with only the small stipulation you do tell me how it works for you.

[What are the chances he'd miss the call? At any rate, the return call is not so long after.]

[ Luck! Or something like it.

Anyhow. It's still strange to get used to using this, but he's getting better. Slightly. ]

Yes?

[ooc; enthusiastic isn't bad!~ Please don't take it that way. And the slowness is entirely my fault. u_u]

I've discovered this invention they call a taxi. Or I'm surprisingly mobile. Would you believe that?

[Taking punches at his abilities is familiar territory if she can stay there he will be glad for it.]

[At any rate he is lucky that the call is answered!]

Hello. Sorry I missed your call. And believe me, I wasn't sleeping.

Hardly a need to apologize. I can't find a means to complain. [ This time!!! ] It's giving me well needed practice.

But, yes, if you tell me the best place to locate you, I'll drop these off. I've used a friend as a test and they seemed to work well enough with no known side effects at current.

Hello, hello, hello.

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This Claire has a change of heart, is that cool?

Yes 8D

WOOHOO!

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