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SO. I have remade my blog. I followed everyone who was still around/who I remember. Go follow me over there if you want to.
theblinddefender-archive-blog reblogged
SO. I have remade my blog. I followed everyone who was still around/who I remember. Go follow me over there if you want to.
theblinddefender-archive-blog reblogged
SO. I have remade my blog. I followed everyone who was still around/who I remember. Go follow me over there if you want to.
theblinddefender-archive-blog reblogged
SO. I have remade my blog. I followed everyone who was still around/who I remember. Go follow me over there if you want to.
theblinddefender-archive-blog reblogged
SO. I have remade my blog. I followed everyone who was still around/who I remember. Go follow me over there if you want to.
theblinddefender-archive-blog reblogged
SO. I have remade my blog. I followed everyone who was still around/who I remember. Go follow me over there if you want to.
SO. I have remade my blog. I followed everyone who was still around/who I remember. Go follow me over there if you want to.
:: -- Just a reminder that I’m not dead. I’ve just been lacking the motivation to role play since my computer incident, losing the most of my icons. I will be back soon. Just kinda waiting for tumblr to be usable again.
theblinddefender-archive-blog reblogged
Dare-who? || Amelia & Matt || Closed
:: -- That was a good point. He should give her the address to the office later, or see if she would be willing to stop by with him before calling it a day. Maybe see if he could find a business card laying around. Karen ordered those a while ago, but they went unused. They should be laying around somewhere. It was a moment of waiting before she returned, locking the door behind her before they ventured down the stairs and out the door into the vast, loud street of Hell’s kitchen. It was a busy day for this neighborhood, the construction nearing it’s end. Drills and other power tool speeding away inside empty buildings, causing loud echos to travel as they finished the electrical system. Matt hardly heard Foggy take his leave, and speed off in the opposite direction.
“That’s how it is in a city like this. You should hear midtown during rush hour. You get use to the noise after a while. Or so people will tell you. I’ve lived in Hell’s Kitchen my whole life, and the noise still bothers me some days. Part of that might have to do with the walls in the apartments being so thin.”
She smiled and held his hand gently in hers playing along with his fingers. Her head moved to look at him properly and chuckle. Wanda moved closer kissing his cheek lightly.
“True. We really don’t have much time together. Well now like this anyways. We live two different lives. And it’s hard to keep up..”
A small hum cam from her before laying down on her back.
“I’m just happy to be here with you.”
:: -- Matt followed her shape as she moved to lay on her back, looking down at her with a grin spread across his face. Matt nearly forgot how much his missed her, how long it had been since they last had a date, or even time like this together. All he wanted to do in these moments were hold her close, to bath her in his affections, to forget the rest of the world just for a little while.
“Doesn’t help that the world picks the worse time to fall apart.”
:: -- “Someone underestimates the wrong person at least once in their life. It just normally doesn’t end with the mugger pressing charges against their victim for assault.”
⊰ ? ⊱ — ❝ Horrible? You must be mistaken, I am not horrible, I’m quite the lovely person - those who think otherwise are not only wrong but stupid. It’s not my fault they can’t mentally grasp what's in front of them. ❞
Edward lets out a small groan in annoyance when his feet were removed and replace with a case, he was comfortable. There’s more than one way for a blind man to use a computer, it was only a matter of getting one. Judging by how unclean and musky the place is, Eddie doubts the man could afford it.
❝ I don’t see why you can’t send your little office troll out to get more or at least something better than useless paper clips. ❞
By ‘little office troll’ he means Nelson, he’d ruin the other lawyer’s clips too. But everything seems to be overly greasy and that’s something Ed doesn’t want to deal with.
:: -- Matt wasn’t going to dignified Ed’s latter remark about Foggy by acknowledging it. Better to let that one go, let it die where it started. But that didn’t stop Matt from plastering his face with an annoyed expression.
“And what is there other to use in the place of paperclips? Some of these files I can’t staple.”
Matt was tempted to crush all of his misshapen paperclips into a ball after Ed eventually leaves. A ball he’d throw it at Nigma the next time he wondered in without being invited or a appointment.
❝ I’m concern about you and your presence– yet—- i have not received your name., must I ask?❞
:: -- “People call me Daredevil, that’s good enough. What about yours, Pal?”
:: Sorry for not getting back to anyone in the last few days. I drafted everything. I needed to reformat my computer, long story cut short. It’s going to be a day or few before I have everything in working order, and have all of my programs installed.
Sorry for not being online for the last two days. Having computer troubles.
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