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And that's the way it goes.
Boy slips up. Somebody 𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨.
Boy wonders if he'll ever find his 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝘁 again.
𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮.
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𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑.
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isaiah.⠀ :(
RIP, man ....
DiscussingFilm@DiscussingFilm
Gerry Conway has sadly passed away at the age of 73. He is known for co-creating The Punisher, Ben Reilly, Firestorm, Jason Todd & more iconic characters. He also wrote one of the most iconic comic stories in history — "The Night Gwen Stacy Died"
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𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑. retweetledi
Gerry Conway has sadly passed away at the age of 73.
He is known for co-creating The Punisher, Ben Reilly, Firestorm, Jason Todd & more iconic characters.
He also wrote one of the most iconic comic stories in history — "The Night Gwen Stacy Died"
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Hell of an earworm, though.
Thanks a lot, Mary Jane Watson.
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Always been more of a fan of her father, but he won't lie –– pretty catchy.
FELICIA.@ThievishClaws
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“Hey, works for me — I’ve been due for a much needed rest anyways.”
He can’t help, but laugh to himself weakly.
Elektra.@FuryInRed
“Don’t push your luck. I’m abandoning this safe house afterward anyway.” It isn’t safe for her to be here now; she isn’t just being nice to him. He might as well get his use out of it before it’s gone.
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He doesn't exactly have a 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲 –– picking her up bridal style, a light huff from his brims.
" ... The things I do for you."
‧₊ 𝑩𝑳𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑪𝑨𝑻.𖥔 ݁ ˖@FELlNEFELON
7 is a lucky number . . . M’kay, I’m ready to go. ( Arms out — he’s carrying her right? )
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Okayyyyy, maybe she's had enough, huh?
‧₊ 𝑩𝑳𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑪𝑨𝑻.𖥔 ݁ ˖@FELlNEFELON
𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑 ~ ? (🍸) Don’t let the 𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐲 drink alone . . .
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" ... I can?"
He can't help but be a 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 shocked by that –– although, with her, he can never tell when it's a command or an offer. He leaned up a little to watch her.
"Uh, thanks. Will I get breakfast in bed too? Continental, maybe?"
Elektra.@FuryInRed
— “.. alright, you’re stitched up. You can stay here for the night.” Picking up what’s left over from what she took from the first aid kit, she moves away the bed, going in search of the sink for her hands.
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–– > He lightly shook his head.
"So, uh, sorry. No bueno, Miss Asesino."
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"Yeah, uh –– that's a 𝗯𝗶𝗴 no-no. Secret identity and all that."
All these years, and he's still cagey about showing his face to certain people.
" ... If you're worried about me having a fever, I don't. I don't think my DNA would ever 𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 me to." –– >
Elektra.@FuryInRed
— features. “.. you should take your mask off, by the way. I’ll do it if you can’t.” She needs to see if he’s got a fever; his skin on his side is warm to the touch, but she needs to feel his forehead.
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–– > ... Frank's gonna be jealous, though. He's had a thing for me since, like, forever."
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–– > " ... Thank you –– for helping me." It's hard to tell, because of his mask and all –– but he's genuinely smiling behind it.
"You don't deserve the flak you get," He continued. "I'm 𝗱𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 putting you down as my favorite grumpy anti-hero ... –– >
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" "The people who know how to deal with him" –– Tt. I'm a 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗼 –– I've been on three superhero teams, Poindexter's just a wacko with a good aim and a death wish."
He can't help, but sigh –– he turns his masked head to face her. –– >
Elektra.@FuryInRed
— Poindexter to the people who know how to deal with him. I’m going to stitch you up now.”
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–– > a certain Benjamin Poindexter." A pause –– to watch her cutting, hm, not bad. "Gotta say, got me pretty good –– wish my Spider-Sense warned me before he could do it though."
A beat.
"Was trailin' him for a couple of blocks, looks like he was out on a hit."
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"Owwww –– "
He can't help but just 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 when she pinches his skin, well –– she's certainly not unhelpful. "Elektra, you know me 𝙨𝙤 well –– talking is one of my adjectives, y'know?"
Despite his quips, he goes on.
" ... I had pleasure of meeting with –– >
Elektra.@FuryInRed
— want to deal with you being unconscious.” She sits herself down beside him, scissors soon going to his costume, cutting the fabric to get at his side. “Tell me what happened.”
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