[ A tug of his lips upward, and a low whisper followers her concern; the spike of her heart and the grip of her fingers around her shirt is indication enough that he should get this done quickly. ]
Careful isn't exactly my forte.
[ He leaves on a light note, garnishes that farewell with a soft laugh before he's gone in a flurry of silent footsteps. There are some cats that are louder than Matt Murdock— parkouring on the balls of his feet, he uses a garbage bin as the nearest springboard to deliver a fierce jackhammer to his nearest assailant, knocking him out with one blow before moving on to the next.
(he hopes he doesn't have to go back with blood on his costume, but he knows his own luck.) ]
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Careful isn't exactly my forte.
[ He leaves on a light note, garnishes that farewell with a soft laugh before he's gone in a flurry of silent footsteps. There are some cats that are louder than Matt Murdock— parkouring on the balls of his feet, he uses a garbage bin as the nearest springboard to deliver a fierce jackhammer to his nearest assailant, knocking him out with one blow before moving on to the next.
(he hopes he doesn't have to go back with blood on his costume, but he knows his own luck.) ]