[ Fasti-AU aka he was stuck in Ancient Rome training to fight the Titans on behalf of the gods. Awkward experience for a Catholic. Defaulted to brackets but I'll match your tag style. ]
Arrival
[ When he comes to he thinks the crash of thunder that Jupiter sent down must still be ringing in his ears, then he starts to pick apart the barrage of noise hitting him and recognizes electric lights and large appliances being powered and upbeat music playing over stereo speakers. Modern day? His heightened senses have returned but… Where are Foggy and Karen? This isn't the city, it's not noisy enough, doesn't smell right-
He grabs at the wall next to him and feels cold rough concrete. Calm down. Focus. You can find the answers. He chooses to blame the touch of vertigo and weakness of his knees on his transportation here.
Matt enters through the automatic doors of the local grocery store he’s found himself next to decked head to toe in leather armor befitting a Roman soldier. Lost makes a good word for the way he looks in both attire and what shows of his expression when his eyes are covered by a cloth blindfold. ]
Dice
[ While a giant board game seems far less dangerous than the monsters and war he faced recently in Rome, Matt would really prefer to keep to the good tiles.
One small problem: the game isn’t entirely friendly to the sight impaired. Tossing the dice is no problem and the results sound off over the speakers. He can make out the edges of the spaces by the dip between them but he doesn’t know which are marked good or bad. ]
Left or right?
[ No choice but to rely on the other player to help out. Whether or not he believes their answer depends on whatever signals their body gives off that his super senses can pick up on from across the board. A funny heart flutter or smell of sweat accompanying a lie? The calm steady thump of a truthful heartbeat? Or is his fellow player something other than average human? ]
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Matt Murdock | MCU/CRAU | OTA
Defaulted to brackets but I'll match your tag style. ]
Arrival
[ When he comes to he thinks the crash of thunder that Jupiter sent down must still be ringing in his ears, then he starts to pick apart the barrage of noise hitting him and recognizes electric lights and large appliances being powered and upbeat music playing over stereo speakers. Modern day? His heightened senses have returned but… Where are Foggy and Karen? This isn't the city, it's not noisy enough, doesn't smell right-
He grabs at the wall next to him and feels cold rough concrete. Calm down. Focus. You can find the answers. He chooses to blame the touch of vertigo and weakness of his knees on his transportation here.
Matt enters through the automatic doors of the local grocery store he’s found himself next to decked head to toe in leather armor befitting a Roman soldier. Lost makes a good word for the way he looks in both attire and what shows of his expression when his eyes are covered by a cloth blindfold. ]
Dice
[ While a giant board game seems far less dangerous than the monsters and war he faced recently in Rome, Matt would really prefer to keep to the good tiles.
One small problem: the game isn’t entirely friendly to the sight impaired. Tossing the dice is no problem and the results sound off over the speakers. He can make out the edges of the spaces by the dip between them but he doesn’t know which are marked good or bad. ]
Left or right?
[ No choice but to rely on the other player to help out. Whether or not he believes their answer depends on whatever signals their body gives off that his super senses can pick up on from across the board. A funny heart flutter or smell of sweat accompanying a lie? The calm steady thump of a truthful heartbeat? Or is his fellow player something other than average human? ]
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