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@redheadblindman
"God only know why I spend my nights dressed like this, leaping tall buildings in a single bound." | #MarvelRP | #DCRP | #MVRP | #MDNI | ADULT 21+



"Only if you cross me. Never forget, I bite." Head tilted to the side as one would fixate on his immobile eyes. The stories and pain behind them intrigued her, as well as the man behind them. "You're also allowed to touch me, Matthew."

A hand slicked back, going forth to remove the glasses covering his eyes, smiling at the hidden color. Almost the same shade of blue as her own. "A habit grown over time, but proven useful. I think my inner circle can make some room for you."

“cmon then. put ‘em up.”

"Everyone does." Her head shook with a silent chuckle, heels clicking to his direction, wrapping arms around broad shoulders. "But I don't always let just anyone get close to me."

“you wanna test that theory out, sugah?”

Her head tilted to the side, smirking in relation to his comments. He had a bit of bite and consistency to him—she admired that about him. "Tell me then, and I won't be reading your mind for this, have you been waiting to see me again?"

"Not what a woman likes to hear." She scoffed and walked over to the rooftop railing, taking in the evening air the blew through her hair. "Don't be so coy, but yes, mayhe i did come for that reason. Maybe because I also have a thing for red heads."


my question is going to sound silly, and i think you already know it.

[@redheadblindman] “Daredevil… you fight in darkness, yet your soul remains unbroken.” *Her voice carries deep respect.*

❝Isn't intimidation just another form of fear?❞ She knows sometimes people can't help it, but it still bothers her. It's a relief he can't see on her face how much it hurt to remember people probably had a good reason to be afraid of her. ❝It's not on purpose.❞

yes, darling. all men.

like the mayor, for example. yes.

"Business as usual. Nothing out of the ordinary." Manners yet slight hesistation, something she'd have fun toying with. Another time perhaps. Both hands then locked around his shoulders, leaning closer. "You can call me Selene, Darling. I won't bite you if so. Not yet."

“and what’s that supposed t’mean?”
