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     ...       Just this once.

..The first Daredevil’s gotten hurt before, but he’s been alright..Look, I have to do this, and I’m not dumb, I know the risks..

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    Not investments.

What, you work in finance?

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     You're telling me everyone does something for some reason?       Eloquently put.

[She decides leaning was too much effort, picking up to fly and float in the area instead. The guys hearing she held back and talked to Moon Knight? Might get her some reactions. Was that Speed Demon’s ‘pew’ she just heard? Whatever. She sipped at her drink, beating wings keeping her a foot off the ground, but her pose was still casual.]

Just saying. Everyone does this for some cause. Finding it’s the real trick.

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   Why do you say that?

Ah, I see. That’s me and New York at the moment actually.

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     I'm neither.

"So you’re not just a psychopath. You’re an imbecile as well.”

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     I mean it, you'll get hurt.

What? No, I won’t! —well, I haven’t patrolled by myself really, but look, Daredevil chose me for this…I can’t just sit around.

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    They're vestments.

Yeah, but I’m hard-pressed to think of any grown men I know who go running around wearing their bedsheets.

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    You can't kill and be a hero. You have to pick one.

"You’re not the one to make that call, maniac. I’m a hero.”

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    Thanks.

    ( after a quick nod, he finds himself tilting the glass backwards and the drink into his mouth. he lets it roll across his tongue for a good few seconds before swallowing. he makes a face, although it's somewhat subtle. he hasn't drunken in a while. it disorients, something he has to avoid, usually. )

[ Natasha walked over to her liquor cabinet, where she pulled out bottle of bourbon. She grabbed two tumblers from the tray and poured equal amounts in each before heading back over to Marc. ]

 There. 

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    I don't think I want to.

           You’ll see! Just wait ‘til you meet him.

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    I know. I got that.

Is my name.

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      ( he grows quiet. )

       No.

      I—

      I’m sorry to hear that. Where’s the kid now? Someone’s helping him, right?

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     You aren't.

I was.

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     Then you need to be apprehended.

"And what if I am?”

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    Everyone thinks out loud sometimes. It's nothing.

You mean talking to yourself?

One of the first signs of madness, that.