Issue #10 - Shame

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[So, after freeing himself from his isolation tank, Matt had been avoiding people. His rather embarrassing and public display of both rage and frustration had been completely against his will. He didn't like who it made him. Now Matt's in the church, one of the few places he (ironically) feels at peace. His journal's open next to him as he prays.]

Elektra...I'm sorry. I never wanted you to see me like I was a few days ago. The fact is, the whole reason I became Daredevil was to take revenge on the Kingpin for killing my dad. My anger was what drove me for years, tempered only by my faith. When Stick came along, he taught me the skills, and he taught me the same control he did you, but he didn't stick around, didn't make sure I'd follow his teachings. Ultimately, it was my overconfidence in my abilities that's blinded me, even moreso than my accident. Made me think I was invincible, they did. This place...it messes with me. I can't see everything the way I ought to. It didn't bother me at first, but the more intimately I got to know this place, the more it bothered me that there were places closed to my radar sense.

I didn't mean to scare you. Like I said, I never wanted you to see those parts of me. I'm up in the church if you want to talk face to face.

[With that filter out of the way, he's just gonna chill up in the church, for anyone curious enough to find. Come bother the beat-up blind guy!]

Comments

[a-guardiandevil.livejournal.com]

What? Read? Or go to church?

[Matt notices that sound. Having been involved with demons an their ilk in the past, it doesn't unnerve him as much as you'd think. Instead, it only makes him more curious about this seeming avatar of chaos he's conversing with.]

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

Hm.

[She shuffles on the bench, then gets up and walks closer with her boots clunking heavily.]

[a-guardiandevil.livejournal.com]

Hm?

[Just listenin' to you, trying to pick out something recognizable from the chaos of sensory information. Matt doesn't like it when people confuse his radar.

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[She sits down across from him, and her shadow investigates, edging around him feeling like velvet and smelling like sweat and sweat and old leather.]

There was a man. He could always explain things..

[a-guardiandevil.livejournal.com]

[To his credit, Matt stays remarkably calm about being surrounded by a shadow with as much sensory information encoded in it as Delirium's does. He wishes he could pretend that this is the first time he's experienced something like this, but it's not. People just had a way of knowing how to throw off his radar when he least liked it happening.]

A man who could always explain things...I've known a few guys like that. One of 'em's an unbearable know-it-all, the other's called "Sorcerer Supreme" by some people.

I'm guessing that's not who you're talking about, though.

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[Some clicking against her teeth.]

Sometimes. He doesn't know as much as he thinks he says he knows...