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hadriel_logs2017-10-03 05:59 pm
sightlessly) wrote in hadriel_logs2017-10-03 05:59 pm
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OPEN - In the middle of the night
Who: Matt (playing the Devil of Hell's Kitchen Hadriel's Pantry?) and OPEN
What: Old habits die hard. Matt is hopping around the rooftops and backstreets of the city
Where: Honestly, anywhere -- from the city straight to the tunnels
When: Now, but encompassing various days/nights in the near future
Warnings: Matt's stupid "disguise" fashion sense. And PARKOUR!!!
[Matt has settled in, more or less, to his apartment, gotten the general layout of the city down. Very nearly even found a routine -- exploring, gathering supplies, going back to his new "home" and going through his mental notes, of what he knows and what he doesn't know.
But walking around the streets, cane in hand, doesn't give him everything he needs to know. And he may have sworn off his other life as Daredevil back in New York, but doesn't this count as an extenuating circumstance? Well, that's the justification he's using.
He's dressed all in black, pants, a long sleeve shirt, thick gloves, and a black knit cap pulled down over his eyes, the bridge of his nose, so only the lower half of his face shows.]
[Option A - City Streets]
[It's after dusk, but Matt does make his way along the streets, sticking to less-traveled ways. But that doesn't mean he won't run into someone else out and about in the evening hours.
In fact, it's Matt's luck that he may wind up dropping down from the rooftop, landing soundless -- right in front of some poor unsuspecting person.]
[Option B - Rooftops]
[Most of the time though, Matt spends his time above the city, darting around from one building to another. If he happens to run into anyone up here, well, that will catch his interest for certain, and Matt will approach.
Trying to come across as not a threat -- despite being a masked man all in black.] ...nice night for getting out... [He's bad at casual conversation in these situations. Usually he sticks to punching when he's wearing the mask.]
[Option C - In or Near The Tunnels]
[And since he was warned against the tunnels, Matt is definitely going to check those out. Yeah yeah, monsters. He knows.
Of course, he does have to make it past the outskirts of the city first. Maybe someone catches him before he can make it out that far.
Or maybe someone else is exploring, and may feel a hand on their arm and a low whisper,] Careful. There's something up that way... [Just a friendly alert that here be monsters.]
[Option D - Wild Card]
[Or catch him basically anywhere else.]
What: Old habits die hard. Matt is hopping around the rooftops and backstreets of the city
Where: Honestly, anywhere -- from the city straight to the tunnels
When: Now, but encompassing various days/nights in the near future
Warnings: Matt's stupid "disguise" fashion sense. And PARKOUR!!!
[Matt has settled in, more or less, to his apartment, gotten the general layout of the city down. Very nearly even found a routine -- exploring, gathering supplies, going back to his new "home" and going through his mental notes, of what he knows and what he doesn't know.
But walking around the streets, cane in hand, doesn't give him everything he needs to know. And he may have sworn off his other life as Daredevil back in New York, but doesn't this count as an extenuating circumstance? Well, that's the justification he's using.
He's dressed all in black, pants, a long sleeve shirt, thick gloves, and a black knit cap pulled down over his eyes, the bridge of his nose, so only the lower half of his face shows.]
[Option A - City Streets]
[It's after dusk, but Matt does make his way along the streets, sticking to less-traveled ways. But that doesn't mean he won't run into someone else out and about in the evening hours.
In fact, it's Matt's luck that he may wind up dropping down from the rooftop, landing soundless -- right in front of some poor unsuspecting person.]
[Option B - Rooftops]
[Most of the time though, Matt spends his time above the city, darting around from one building to another. If he happens to run into anyone up here, well, that will catch his interest for certain, and Matt will approach.
Trying to come across as not a threat -- despite being a masked man all in black.] ...nice night for getting out... [He's bad at casual conversation in these situations. Usually he sticks to punching when he's wearing the mask.]
[Option C - In or Near The Tunnels]
[And since he was warned against the tunnels, Matt is definitely going to check those out. Yeah yeah, monsters. He knows.
Of course, he does have to make it past the outskirts of the city first. Maybe someone catches him before he can make it out that far.
Or maybe someone else is exploring, and may feel a hand on their arm and a low whisper,] Careful. There's something up that way... [Just a friendly alert that here be monsters.]
[Option D - Wild Card]
[Or catch him basically anywhere else.]
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[For some clue to a way out. Or for knowledge for when shit invariably goes down. That and Matt just can't sit back and sit still. Never could.]
Didn't expect to run into anyone up here after dark.
[Never mind someone armed and, Matt wagers, like dangerous if push comes to shove.]
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[Also weird. Very weird. Armor he'd understand. It was a mistake not to wear his up here. Ephemera sees that now. He won't do that again. But a mask - what's the point? Not like someone can hide for long in a place like this. So what's it mean here?
Ephemera shrugs again, shifting rifle components into place.]
I like it. Heights. Closest thing I can get to a good jump. Too bad I left my armor.
[He smiles just a little.]
We might've had some fun.
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[Well. It was back home, when he had a life and loved ones to protect, who didn't need to get into trouble because of his vigilante activities. Here, well, here he's got none of that. But he doesn't need everyone knowing that the unassuming blind lawyer can do what he can actually do. Not yet. Not until he knows who he can trust.]
A good jump? It's a long enough way down that the landing seems like it'd be unpleasant.
[...a pause and a shake of his head.] I'm not out here for fun. OR for trouble.
[But he'll handle trouble, should he find it.]
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[There's a limited number of people in Hadriel. Fewer still with the proper height and build. It might take him a while, but Ephemera's pretty confident he could track this guy down if he needed to. And if he had his HUD to scan...
Hmm.
Ephemera finishes reassembling the rifle, patting the stock fondly. He'll need to touch up the paint job later. The teeth are starting to get a little chipped.]
Nah. It's just a baby-jump. Wouldn't even need to run the stabilizer calculations. 'course, I'd have armor. You'd just go splat.
[He stands up slowly, leaving the rifle on the ground. It's not loaded, anyway.]
You go running around on rooftops in a mask and you're not looking for fun or trouble. Hnn. What are you looking for?
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[A shrug of a shoulder and Matt tilts his head, listening.] Quite possibly. I've fallen farther before, but I got pretty lucky on the landing.
[Dumpster broke his fall. Super lucky. ...not actually all that lucky. But here he is, still standing, so lucky enough.
He doesn't answer the question right away.]
A way out. The lay of the land. Information. Anything I can get. Taking what this place offers at face value hasn't done me much good so far, so I'm trying to dig a little deeper.
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[Hell jumpers don't fall. Not on purpose, at least.
He eyes the man up and down.]
While wearing a mask. That's definitely going to make you friends.
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[Matt can't help a laugh at that last comment.]
Well. Friends aren't the goal tonight anyway. I didn't expect to run into anyone hanging out on the rooftops after dark.
[He was very wrong. He'll figure out the rhythms of this city too. He figure dit out back home.]
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[Right here, right now, Ephemera probably wouldn't survive the drop. Not without his armor. But that doesn't stop him from idly calculating how much force he'd need to divert to stick the landing, how the armor would sound as it made its adjustments.
Another time, maybe.
He snorts.]
Get used to it. Wherever you're from, this place doesn't work like that.
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[Lay of the land. All that. Something about this guy is oddly unsettling though, even if Matt can't quite put a finger on it. Which was odd for him. Usually that's something he has a knack for.]
How long have you been here?
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[It's the mask that he's getting stuck on. Ephemera can't see a tactical purpose except concealing identity, and there are better ways of doing that.
Weird.]
Not long. Got dropped out of a train and ended up here. Dropped. Didn't jump.
[He did not stick the landing.]
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[The mask is natural to Mat, the old go-to. And even if his identity here is, well, less secret if only because the population is limited, and the consequences of anyone discovering the truth probably won't splash back to hurt anyone he cares about.
Still, no sense playing all his cards at once.
Instead he's tilting his head, trying to figure out what to make of that.] Doesn't sound like a pleasant way to arrive. I was just walking down the street. The crowded street. Then suddenly I was here.
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[But he's alive and he can work with that.]
Sucks. But I've been in worse places. This is almost nice.