Matt Murdock

"If I'm losing a piece of me, maybe I don't want heaven." •New to character not RP •MV •Most Ships •Mostly Gay •RT?

RP anyone?

—him, even though he wasn't. "I need you to calm down enough to at least talk to me. Alright?" @MetalicProvince

—and maybe fall asleep, it's late and you're drunk." He hovers over, body held as if Matt we looking at the man beneath— @MetalicProvince

—man? Really?" He pulls his legs out from under him. "I'm not putting you to bed I'm taking you somewhere you can relax— @MetalicProvince

—where you can sleep this off.." @MetalicProvince

—sighs, knowing the currently drunk man had little to no chance of winning this fight. "Let's just get you somewhere— @MetalicProvince

—Matt counters with a swift punch to his gut as he regains his balance from the punch. "We don't have to do this." He— @MetalicProvince

—Matthew spoke as he felt the man tense up at his touch. @MetalicProvince

—directed him towards the door. "Please don't put up a fight, it'll be easier for both of us if you just trust me."— @MetalicProvince

—nodding slightly once he heard his breathing. "Alright, let's go." He presses his hand against his shoulder blade and— @MetalicProvince

—unconscious man and the lunatic who was beating him. Matthew stops for a moment, to make sure the man was still alive,— @MetalicProvince

—body odour or the smell of decaying rats could break through. @MetalicProvince

—this man?" Oh yeah, he was drunk alright, blood and alcohol was all Matt could smell, not even the usual stench of— @MetalicProvince