Matthew Murdock

"She considered for a moment then when he tells her that touching was enough for him, seeming to be rather curious and making her face get slightly red just because of how interested he seemed to be in her drawings. Looking inside of her backpack for one of her notebooks, one that she used for drawing at least, picks it up and looks inside it for one of the drawings she did long ago about Wade and handed it over the table for him to 'see' with his hands. "Alright... Here's a notebook with drawings then." The phone spoke after she wrote down her thoughts for him. Sure it was funny how fate put them together in a way, a mute and a blind person trying to interact; I'm sure there is a joke in there somewhere.

"A lab rat? Yeah... I guess you could say that since they did experiment on him pretty bad," she let him know afterwards as she stares down at her notebook before him, lost in thought for a moment, then raising her brows when he mentioned his methods. She knew Wade was complicated and prefered not to get too deep into that topic, so she just didn't keep on going on that particular theme of conversation and shrugged.

Hearing him say later that he liked playing pool made her chuckle though, a blind guy playig pool, huh? Was he giving her more hints here and there? Or just trying to make her laugh? "Playing pool? Are you kidding me?" She expressed. "Aww don't worry for that, Mr. Murdock! If we go ice skating one of this days I'll make sure to take good care of you~" Her answers seemed to be warm and energic, the phone maybe didn't let it come out as such, but it was there. She tried not to blush later seeing at how he smiled at her, the man sure was charming and his smile made her lose her focus for a second. Then she suggested after a moment; "How about tomorrow night then? I think we could sneak in and have the rink all to ourselves to enjoy, without people judging us... Just, you know, in case you fall and roll down." She joked at the end."

"The pirate grinned to himself as he heard Matt threatening him to clean afterwards if he dared to break something, it didn't took long for the lawyer stepping out of the shower and into the living room. The fragance all around caught in his nostrills, making him smile and look up at the younger male. Gazing at him up and down, he sure was a sight for sore eyes. "Ya know, where I come from, if ya step out like that around the crew, it would only get ya in a compromisin' position, mate." He teased, paying attention later at what he says, gazing down at his clothes after catching them.
"Aye... I will clean them up later, unless there is a better way of doin' so without me actually havin' to get me hands on it." He grinned, leaving his beer at the small table nearby for now."

""I ain't leavin´, Red," the marine replied, seeing at how he tried to get up and continue the fighting, the chase. He sees at how the Devil continued kicking and punching at some of the ninjas. They stayed down, Frank noticing that in Murdock's point of view, they could still get up, so to ease him down a bit, he went, took one of their blades and chopped their heads off. That way they wouldn't get up, right? It was not possible.

Matthew yelled in clear agony, making Castle to narrow his eyes and sigh, he glares at the Devil of Hell's Kitchen for a solid minute before he approached him once again. "Yup... That's one thing we can agree on. You can't continue this right now, ya hear me?" Frank says, stopping behind him as the lawyer remains in his kneeling position. "But don't worry, altar boy, I'm goin' to help you with it." Saying this, he knocked Daredevil off by hitting the back of his head with the heel of his handgun.

Obviously he was going to fall to the ground and after that Frank would bend down to carry the man over one of his shoulders. He watches at his surroundings, no one else but them, and since the Punisher was in his way out of town, he chose another spot that wasn't his house to take his favorite lawyer for a break. Once in there, he would lay him down over one of the beds there was, and tied him down. Wrists and ankles to the bed, that way once he wakes up he would stay quiet."