[ Fall exists in this world, apparently, or the queen is going the extra mile to try and provide a touch of home. The servants seem used to the typical Fall activities though, a similarity between world seasons apparently.
He agrees, in amused surprise, to take a pumpkin for decorating and starts by carving out a hole in the top so he can empty out the seeds and filling. The decorating part however- he could use a partner or at least a judge with a pair of working eyes for that. ]
Excuse me. Can you describe to me what decorations are available?
[ He has the pumpkin in one arm and taps the side of it with the opposite hand. So far he's carved a couple uneven holes for eyes. ]
The Maze
[ Mazes aren't really Matt's thing. Inconsistencies in the plant life forming the walls can throw him off as to what's a rogue branch and what's just a thinned out area that people aren't meant to walk through. His typical cane isn't meant for the terrain of fields or forests, and his super senses, if he had them, would take away from the mystery. Normally he'd only go in if a friend wanted to.
But the hotel staff keeps shaking their heads and wondering if those who went in "can see anything at all in there?" Matt decides to wander in after all just in case, in the darkest areas, someone could use a little help. He doesn't need a light to lead the way after all. ]
Happy Halloween
I thought Halloween was only a thing on Earth.
[ He tries to strike up some conversation with whoever the other person is near the buffet table. He's still trying to get straight in his head exactly which voice or smell belongs with which name. For the party he gave in and put on the costume the staff put in his wardrobe, a pirate costume with a harmless, soft toy sword. For laughs, he asked for a second eyepatch and has one over each eye. ]
Shades
[ Matt can hear noises from the ballroom echoing down the hotel hallways. Whatever is in there, it sounds large and angry. Nobody told him what it is. He curses his powers missing more than ever these three months. If only someone would talk to him and tell him what was-
"Matthew?"
He turns toward the voice, sure he misheard.
"Matthew..." The woman's voice sounds so sad when she says his name, and then her tone shifts to anger, and somehow he knows it's coming. Matt's surprised expression goes grim.
"Why did you leave me behind? We were finally together... Did you even search for me?"
He doesn't know it's part of the monster. He hadn't been followed by the scarecrows earlier in the month- they had always been someone else's haunting. ]
Matt Murdock | Marvel Netflix | Come at me bro
[ Fall exists in this world, apparently, or the queen is going the extra mile to try and provide a touch of home. The servants seem used to the typical Fall activities though, a similarity between world seasons apparently.
He agrees, in amused surprise, to take a pumpkin for decorating and starts by carving out a hole in the top so he can empty out the seeds and filling. The decorating part however- he could use a partner or at least a judge with a pair of working eyes for that. ]
Excuse me. Can you describe to me what decorations are available?
[ He has the pumpkin in one arm and taps the side of it with the opposite hand. So far he's carved a couple uneven holes for eyes. ]
The Maze
[ Mazes aren't really Matt's thing. Inconsistencies in the plant life forming the walls can throw him off as to what's a rogue branch and what's just a thinned out area that people aren't meant to walk through. His typical cane isn't meant for the terrain of fields or forests, and his super senses, if he had them, would take away from the mystery. Normally he'd only go in if a friend wanted to.
But the hotel staff keeps shaking their heads and wondering if those who went in "can see anything at all in there?" Matt decides to wander in after all just in case, in the darkest areas, someone could use a little help. He doesn't need a light to lead the way after all. ]
Happy Halloween
I thought Halloween was only a thing on Earth.
[ He tries to strike up some conversation with whoever the other person is near the buffet table. He's still trying to get straight in his head exactly which voice or smell belongs with which name. For the party he gave in and put on the costume the staff put in his wardrobe, a pirate costume with a harmless, soft toy sword. For laughs, he asked for a second eyepatch and has one over each eye. ]
Shades
[ Matt can hear noises from the ballroom echoing down the hotel hallways. Whatever is in there, it sounds large and angry. Nobody told him what it is. He curses his powers missing more than ever these three months. If only someone would talk to him and tell him what was-
"Matthew?"
He turns toward the voice, sure he misheard.
"Matthew..." The woman's voice sounds so sad when she says his name, and then her tone shifts to anger, and somehow he knows it's coming. Matt's surprised expression goes grim.
"Why did you leave me behind? We were finally together... Did you even search for me?"
He doesn't know it's part of the monster. He hadn't been followed by the scarecrows earlier in the month- they had always been someone else's haunting. ]