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June-July 2024 Test Drive Meme
June-July 2024 TDM
Introduction
Welcome to Folkmore's monthly Test Drive Meme! Please feel free to test drive any and all characters regardless of your intent to apply or whether you have an invite or not.
All TDMs are game canon and work like "mini-events". For new players and characters, you can choose to have your TDM thread be your introduction thread upon acceptance or start fresh. Current players are also allowed to have in-game characters post to the TDM so long as they mark their top levels ‘Current Character.’
TDM threads can be used for spoon spending at any time by characters accepted into the game.
Playing and interacting with the TDMs will allow characters to immediately obtain canon items from homes especially weapons or other things they may have had on their person when they were pulled from their worlds! There will always be a prompt that provides some sort of "reward" to characters who complete certain tasks.
🦊 New Star Children meet the Fox still in their worlds, and she brings them into the new realm of Folkmore. As you follow her, your body begins to change and new characteristics emerge. These may stay for a while, or perhaps they will hide away after. And during all of this, the Fox explains to you where you will be going: to Folkmore.
and then... you fall like a shooting star, falling to the land in a burst of starlight.
🦊 Experienced Star Children are already familiar with this time of the month. There are shooting stars all across the sky, and some fall to the land, which means the Fox has brought new arrivals. These newly arrived Star Children will face some tests, but Thirteen wants the more seasoned residents to participate as well.
Perhaps you follow the falling stars on your own, or perhaps the Fox simply teleports you there, but it appears you too will be part of this.
Content Warnings: Ghosts, Potential Violence, Potential Death
Summer has hit. It's hot, and nowhere is it hotter than Cruel Summer. Naturally, new Star Children arrive in Cruel Summer with no indication of which direction to go to escape, unless they're so lucky as to arrive near the Selkie River. The water provides a break, and a selkie skin will protect Star Children from the heat. Though beware the cruelty of leaving a selkie without their skin. Along with the heat, Star Children can hear whispers and the echoes of screams throughout Cruel Summer. There's no obvious source of the noises. Not the normal creatures. Not anything anyone can see.
Whether new or old Star Child, anyone lost, overheated, in need of a rest, or anything else will find a friendly spirit will find them in the sands, rock, or shores of Cruel Summer. They'll guide the way toward the huts found in Cruel Summer. These huts have changed; the huts are bigger and grow together, making them one interconnected twisting winding empty town. No one appears to live there. The wooden town is in disrepair, varying from building to building. Even so, they are cool inside, a welcome break from the summer heat.
No matter how one entered, even through the swinging doors to the saloon, that exit disappears behind Star Children. There's no turning back. The only way out is to explore the way through the buildings. This fact continues to be true building to building as exits continue to vanish. The abandoned town isn't as empty as it first seems. As Star Children explore the branching paths through the wooden structures, they see ghosts of spirits going through the paces of their lives. They're familiar to these spaces and interact with missing objects that sometimes shimmer in spirit energy.
Spirit Children may interrupt these routines to try to talk with the ghosts. Some ghostly spirits are friendly. They may interact with Star Children as though they're someone else, someone the spirits used to know. Others, like the bartender, may treat them like a new customer. Other ghosts are determined to stick to their routines and, should Star Children continue to interrupt, will attack those who disturb them.
These spirits may kill Star Children when they attack. Normal weapons won't hurt them. There are revolvers, shotguns, iron pokers, hunting knives, and other plain weapons around to grab in self-defense. Salt bullets and iron will dispel ghosts. These weapons may be grabbed at any time. However, doing so attracts the creatures in Cruel Summer. A blood red worm spitting yellow acid may break through the floor to eat or spray Star Children. An enormous coyote may leap through the window. Whether attracted by the use of weapons or passing by, any dangerous creature found in Cruel Summer seems agitated when they come near these structures and will attack them and anyone inside. They will focus especially on anyone with a stolen selkie skin.
Should Star Children die, whether to ghosts or creatures, they will not immediately return to life.Do not pass go. Instead they will haunt the ghost town for one week in the room where they were killed. Other Star Children may recognize them and work to snap them out of their routines. Yet nothing will free the Star Children's spirits before the week is through. At the end of the week, they'll come to, alive, in their bodies in the room they died in. Best get through and out of the ghost town before dying again!
A constant through these scenes are the spirits' spoons, visible somewhere in each scene. The ghost spoons are whole. Once free of the ghost town, Star Children may choose to travel to the Shattered Spoon Shrine in Never Fade to search for the broken fragments of any of these spoons. They are in such small pieces, however, that no Star Child may feed them enough Lore alone to bring the spirit back. Two or more Star Children may spend time in the Shrine creating and feeding Lore toward the spoons to heal them. It just may be enough to bring someone back.
Summer has hit. It's hot, and nowhere is it hotter than Cruel Summer. Naturally, new Star Children arrive in Cruel Summer with no indication of which direction to go to escape, unless they're so lucky as to arrive near the Selkie River. The water provides a break, and a selkie skin will protect Star Children from the heat. Though beware the cruelty of leaving a selkie without their skin. Along with the heat, Star Children can hear whispers and the echoes of screams throughout Cruel Summer. There's no obvious source of the noises. Not the normal creatures. Not anything anyone can see.
Whether new or old Star Child, anyone lost, overheated, in need of a rest, or anything else will find a friendly spirit will find them in the sands, rock, or shores of Cruel Summer. They'll guide the way toward the huts found in Cruel Summer. These huts have changed; the huts are bigger and grow together, making them one interconnected twisting winding empty town. No one appears to live there. The wooden town is in disrepair, varying from building to building. Even so, they are cool inside, a welcome break from the summer heat.
No matter how one entered, even through the swinging doors to the saloon, that exit disappears behind Star Children. There's no turning back. The only way out is to explore the way through the buildings. This fact continues to be true building to building as exits continue to vanish. The abandoned town isn't as empty as it first seems. As Star Children explore the branching paths through the wooden structures, they see ghosts of spirits going through the paces of their lives. They're familiar to these spaces and interact with missing objects that sometimes shimmer in spirit energy.
Spirit Children may interrupt these routines to try to talk with the ghosts. Some ghostly spirits are friendly. They may interact with Star Children as though they're someone else, someone the spirits used to know. Others, like the bartender, may treat them like a new customer. Other ghosts are determined to stick to their routines and, should Star Children continue to interrupt, will attack those who disturb them.
These spirits may kill Star Children when they attack. Normal weapons won't hurt them. There are revolvers, shotguns, iron pokers, hunting knives, and other plain weapons around to grab in self-defense. Salt bullets and iron will dispel ghosts. These weapons may be grabbed at any time. However, doing so attracts the creatures in Cruel Summer. A blood red worm spitting yellow acid may break through the floor to eat or spray Star Children. An enormous coyote may leap through the window. Whether attracted by the use of weapons or passing by, any dangerous creature found in Cruel Summer seems agitated when they come near these structures and will attack them and anyone inside. They will focus especially on anyone with a stolen selkie skin.
Should Star Children die, whether to ghosts or creatures, they will not immediately return to life.
A constant through these scenes are the spirits' spoons, visible somewhere in each scene. The ghost spoons are whole. Once free of the ghost town, Star Children may choose to travel to the Shattered Spoon Shrine in Never Fade to search for the broken fragments of any of these spoons. They are in such small pieces, however, that no Star Child may feed them enough Lore alone to bring the spirit back. Two or more Star Children may spend time in the Shrine creating and feeding Lore toward the spoons to heal them. It just may be enough to bring someone back.
- Whispers, echoes of screams, etc become common throughout Cruel Summer
- Huts become bigger, interconnected, growing together. Anyone lost, overheated, in need of something in Cruel Summer gets a friendly spirit redirecting them to these buildings
- Buildings will still be in some state of disrepair, but like a whole twisting winding town
- Insides are a cool respite
supernatural ghost spirit air conditioning - Only way out is through, no turning back, as the exits disappear behind you
- Many are friendly, but some are not. One can attempt to talk to them, but how interactive they are varies
- Occasionally other creatures from Cruel Summer may burst in and attack
- If a Star Child dies, rather than return to life immediately, they stay a ghost for about a week, part of the tour
Content Warnings: Fire, Coerced Confessions
Fire! Fire across the realm! For the second half of June, wildfire burns everywhere. While it doesn’t hurt Star Children, it can reduce everything else to ash: homes, businesses, gardens, spirits. The local spirits will be in a panic and beg Star Children for help from small ice mice in Wintermute to fennec foxes in Cruel Summer. How can Star Children help? Confessions. Anything the person they are with doesn’t know. The more earnest and meaningful the better.
When wildfire erupts and spreads, Star Children may stand in or in front of an area they want to protect and confess something to another Star Child who happens to be nearby. Their neighbor? Their partner? A stranger lost in a new land? These confessions simply need to be something the other person doesn’t know to protect structures and spirits. Memories related to the confession will show in the fire. The fire will fuel these memories until they run out of energy, dying down to embers. At least in that place at that time.
Should something start to burn before someone confesses, multiple confessions are necessary to catch the wildfire’s attention and distract it from the fuel source it is feeding on. Two or more Star Children will need to make confessions whose memories are shared in the flames. Water powers can also help quell the flames, but confessions are necessary in the end.
Once July hits, the wildfires are mostly gone, only sparking up here and there on occasion. In their stead are embers. They spark in the air like fireflies and fly around Folkmore, attracted to Star Children. These embers land on Star Children and make them glow. There’s no pain. In fact, the embers provide sparks of insight into memories, situations, and other emotional dilemmas that Star Children haven’t previously understood. Talking the issue over with another Star Children provides further emotional clarity.
Spirits are welcoming to both embers and Star Children. Confessionshelp Folkmore grow as well. Gardens bloom in beautiful displays. Crops grow healthy and joyful. It’s even possible to hear humming from some of the vegetables and fruits. The land grows with the Star Children. Anyone who lacks a green thumb can work their way around that with confessions! Save that dying plant and grow those tomatoes.
One time that a Star Child confesses, either to wildfire or to embers, they will find a jeweled box shaped like a flame. The peak of the flame comes off to reveal the insides. Within, there is an item from home. It may even be a weapon or magical item. Larger more meaningful confessions are more likely to receive weapons. These items may even be larger than should fit in the box or its entrance. Whether the box should only hold a single ring or fill the palm of one’s hand, these items fit. Star Children also can keep the jeweled box, and this one item from home can be stored within the box. Other items too large to fit the box will not enter it. Only the one from the box.
Fire! Fire across the realm! For the second half of June, wildfire burns everywhere. While it doesn’t hurt Star Children, it can reduce everything else to ash: homes, businesses, gardens, spirits. The local spirits will be in a panic and beg Star Children for help from small ice mice in Wintermute to fennec foxes in Cruel Summer. How can Star Children help? Confessions. Anything the person they are with doesn’t know. The more earnest and meaningful the better.
When wildfire erupts and spreads, Star Children may stand in or in front of an area they want to protect and confess something to another Star Child who happens to be nearby. Their neighbor? Their partner? A stranger lost in a new land? These confessions simply need to be something the other person doesn’t know to protect structures and spirits. Memories related to the confession will show in the fire. The fire will fuel these memories until they run out of energy, dying down to embers. At least in that place at that time.
Should something start to burn before someone confesses, multiple confessions are necessary to catch the wildfire’s attention and distract it from the fuel source it is feeding on. Two or more Star Children will need to make confessions whose memories are shared in the flames. Water powers can also help quell the flames, but confessions are necessary in the end.
Once July hits, the wildfires are mostly gone, only sparking up here and there on occasion. In their stead are embers. They spark in the air like fireflies and fly around Folkmore, attracted to Star Children. These embers land on Star Children and make them glow. There’s no pain. In fact, the embers provide sparks of insight into memories, situations, and other emotional dilemmas that Star Children haven’t previously understood. Talking the issue over with another Star Children provides further emotional clarity.
Spirits are welcoming to both embers and Star Children. Confessions
One time that a Star Child confesses, either to wildfire or to embers, they will find a jeweled box shaped like a flame. The peak of the flame comes off to reveal the insides. Within, there is an item from home. It may even be a weapon or magical item. Larger more meaningful confessions are more likely to receive weapons. These items may even be larger than should fit in the box or its entrance. Whether the box should only hold a single ring or fill the palm of one’s hand, these items fit. Star Children also can keep the jeweled box, and this one item from home can be stored within the box. Other items too large to fit the box will not enter it. Only the one from the box.
- Last two weeks of June, wildfire burns across Folkmore. After that, they are rare.
- Confessions can protect or rescue buildings, land areas, and spirits.
- Come July, embers spark across Folkmore like fireflies. They provide insight for Star Children. Talking helps.
- Confessions help the land grow.
- Confessions reveal a jeweled box containing an item from home.
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"You're kind, and I'd appreciate that very much. The guidance that is," she says as they start to walk. There's something so strange about the entire situation that she's not sad or aching for this.
She'd had time to burry her Matthew and watch him reborn without remembering her back home. She'd been mourning him, fighting under his symbol when she'd been brought here straight to meeting another Matt Murdock who was walking around with a halo.
"Am I correct to assume that you have enhanced senses and I'm not just going to get lost wandering the desert with you in some sort of weird purgatory?"
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"I do have the enhanced senses." Something he would never tell anyone so easily except her. "And this isn't purgatory or Hell or Heaven. It's just a magical reality controlled by a strange spirit."
Matt's faith won't be shaken by this place. Others might have fallen into the cult of Thirteen but Matt won't. He still has his cross and he's still praying. The halo makes him deeply uncomfortable.
"I can try to answer some of your questions, if you'd like." Matt is tempted to reach out and touch, to see how different she is but he doesn't. This is not his Elektra and he imagines she'll make her feelings very clear if he does something she doesn't like.
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"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me," she tells him and reaches out to give his arm a squeeze. It's a promise, she'd kept Matt's secrets for years it's the least she could offer this version of him even if they don't know each other. The touch is just a moment, an effort to show it was earnest to a man who didn't have the pleasure of reading it on her face.
"He always kept a lot of secrets," she says off hand, casual but past tense in explanation of why she mentioned the secrets. It's possible that this Matt might not have any of those, so she's just leaping to assumptions about them based on her own world.
"Does everyone have these weird additions around here? Like your halo?" she asks. He might not be able to get a full read on her without touching, but he'll notice right away that she's at the very least a bit taller.
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"Yes, some are more obvious than others. A few people can even hide theirs. It's something anyone can learn." He has tried but he can't sense his halo unless he passes his fingers through it and even then it's the barest hint of it. Magic is difficult for him to make sense of in his senses.
Luckily, most changes to people are obvious. He's sensed wings and horns and all sorts of differences. The spirits too are different in his senses.
"I'm sorry you were changed against your will." If she's anything like his Elektra that is a deeply personal issue.
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"Can you sense my horns?" She asks curiously, they're small, and in the place hers would have been on her helmet which is of course disgustingly ironic to her. If this had been a year ago would she had still grown such things or would it be a different manifestation.
She's tempted to ask what they mean, but she's not sure she's ready for a lecture about being a bad person. The person that her Matt had always said she was for those years. Sure, he'd changed his tune more recently but it's hard to not feel like this is sticking all that right in her face yet again.
"Because they certainly feel like the world playing a cruel joke. Somehow, I'm used to it, being changed." She doesn't explain that in any further.
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He has learned in his time here, brief as it is, that Myth doesn't mean evil. Selfish is what most people seem to agree on. Matt's not sure about that yet either. He does agree about not evil.
"Used to it doesn't mean it's easier to handle sometimes." Matt wants to comfort her. It's a natural urge. Like breathing almost. He doesn't know her life but he doesn't think it was any easier than his Elektra's.
They're not meant for easy lives.
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"Would you like to touch my head so you can see them?" she asks. It's insane that she's even asking. Elektra doesn't generally like to be touched by people. Alice hugging her had even been weird and she'd been letting the girl live with her. Yet it came so easy to offer that to that Matt.
It's something about the fact that she can see him and he can't see her. It feels like uneven footing, and an effort to close some of the gap. Sure he could sense her with other senses but it felt unfair otherwise. He's been showing her kindness and she wants to repay that.
"I don't know if I'd want life to get easier. Everything important came through hard work." She's always been that way. Through her battles with darkness, though her friendship, everything that she had in life that was worth anything to her is tied to her effort. Hell, her marriage ceremony had been killing a bunch of zombies. It doesn't get much more hard earned then that.
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It would be an intimate experience. She would know that from her Matt. When he touches someone to learn their appearance it's a slow, methodical process. He takes his time with it so he can build a picture of them in his mind.
Feeling her horns wouldn't be as intimate as exploring her face but Matt isn't sure he could stop himself. How does she compare to his Elektra? What are the differences? How drastic are they?
"Thank you but... I think it might be safer for both of us if I don't do that," he says with a sad smile. "I haven't 'seen' my Elektra in a long time. I'm not sure how I'd handle it to be frank."
He's conflicted, clearly, but he is resisting right now. That's just too much for him when he expected dying with his Elektra.
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She walks quietly in her own mind thinking about his comments. About how he hasn't seen 'his Elektra' in a long time. It's hard to imagine going too long without seeing Matthew. Even when they were fighting it felt like they always were dropping into each other every few months at most. It might not be that? Maybe he's just been here a long time?
She doesn't ask. That's rude. Instead she just offers what her own world is like.
"My Matthew doesn't know who I am anymore even if I see him." The last time they'd seen each other he'd asked her if they'd met. She told him no, it was too much to go back through it all no matter how much history they had.
And now she's here, with another version of him who seems to be hurting in all different ways.
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"We were supposed to die together," he explains since she's offering so much of her world to him. A shame those bonfires aren't around. These confessions would fuel them for the rest of the summer. "But I didn't and I don't know if she did. She hasn't come to see me..."
Something that troubles him even as he tries to move on with his life. Is she alive? Is she gone? He can't stop himself from hoping she alive, from wanting that but... she would seek him out, wouldn't she?
"It's been a few years and that was before I arrived here." His smile is a little sad. "I'm sorry he doesn't recognize you. I'd like to think some part of him still knows you even if he's not consciously aware of it."
His Elektra had remembered him, after all.
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If his Elektra is anything like her maybe she's sick of getting him in trouble. But even that couldn't keep her away from Matthew that long. The only thing that had was when she'd been captured by Skrulls and then experimented on by Osborne for months before escaping. Hell, that was even when they hated each other.
"He died in my arms. I tried to stop it but couldn't, and when he was reborn it was as a priest," she tells him not turning her head to glance at him at all while they walk. The comment about the priest makes her huff out a bit of bitter laughter. It was all more complicated then that, Matt was trying to die, she was trying to stop him. He'd impaled himself on her sai.
"Maybe God doesn't want him near me, that's why he's been reborn a priest."
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"I don't know," he says after a moment. The bitterness in her tone and the under current of grief is not something he knows how to help in this Elektra. He's not sure he could help if she was his Elektra.
Though, they might be fighting if she was. Matt has a lot of questions for his Elektra.
"Maybe it's a matter of time. God needs him as a priest for awhile but not forever." Matt is only guessing. He shrugs to make that clear. "You should probably keep an eye on him anyway. If anyone can get into trouble while being a priest it's another version of me."
Or is Matt another version of that Matt? The multiverse is a headache to try and logic out.
"Time moves on while you're here," he explains, trying to steer them both away from the painful topics they've stumbled in to. Very good at hurting each other no matter where they come from. "A... puppet of you is back home doing what you'd be doing. I believe you'll be returned to the moment you were taken when Thirteen decides to let you go."
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Of course she's been watching over him. The amount of people who want to hurt him, she'd be stupid not to but she doesn't get the chance to respond to any of it because her mind is caught up in questions of the topics he's brought up instead. A successful navigation of conversation if that was his intention.
Something puppeteering her body that's not her is horrifying in the way of all of her worst nightmares put together. Her hands squeeze into fists before her thumbs settle on hooks of her pants where two sais would normally attach instead just a single spoon which is still so weird but still somehow on the less weird part of the spectrum so she hasn't even thought about it yet.
"Who is Thirteen and why do they want us?" she ask voice calm, even and collected, like if somehow she can understand what all is going on that somehow she can make a plan for what happens next. Elektra who always wrestles for control even when society tries to drag it from her so often.
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"I'm unclear on that," he admits with a note of frustration. "She is the spirit who controls this place but she's broken up into different aspects. It's very Carl Jung. What she wants from us is also unclear. I have theories but... I have no proof."
He's sure lots of people have theories and maybe even better theories than he does. Especially if they've been here a long time.
"We generate a magical energy called Lore here through conversation. I think that magical energy is what Thirteen is after. It's how she says in power." He shrugs.
"But I have no proof and no real plan on how to get that proof."
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It'd been so long since she'd done it before. It's not that Elektra has never had loved ones previously, it'd just been a long time. Every time she gets them they're ripped form her hands, or she's ripped from them, make to forget, made to be a weapon. It's just never then dropped in a conversation with someone who seems kind, who reminds her in some ways of Matthew. This Matt is lovely, really, and seems frustrated enough himself that it came out before she could judge too much.
She bites back a comment about Lore and how it was a dumb name for such a thing and truly considers everything he's saying.
"You're telling me we're in someone's mystical fairy tail and we're supposed to just go about time talking to people?" her voice is questioning and there's a tone that suggets she might not love talking to people, even if this conversation with Matt has gone fairly fluidly enough. It's not that Elektra doesn't like talking, it's mostly just that she doesn't like a lot of people. She finds them frustrating and difficult to put up with.
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It's hard to say because sand just does not transmit vibrations well. Matt might do better if he pressed his hands to the sand or took off his shoes and felt through his feet.
"I've spent a lot of time in the library looking for anything like a history or a legal system." His tone continues to be frustrated. "And there's nothing. It's all hidden."
He tilts his head in her direction. "There is a place here called Exile. It's supposed to be very dangerous. If I was hiding something from the people I kidnapped to gain power off of, I would hide it there but I haven't been able to explore far."
Because she is Elektra he's giving her everything he knows. Unlike how little he's talked to Natasha or Steve or anyone else he's met in this world.
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"Is your inability to explore far in that place due to it's level of danger or...?" she lets the question trail off her lips, interesting to see what the answer is. Perhaps it's just completely unreachable, or too dangerous for even him, or some combination.
She doubts it's as simple as something he's afraid of. Sure, he's not her Matthew, but she can't imagine any Matthew being simply too afraid with something. All versions of him surely are 'The Man without Fear' in her eyes.
"Can you at least give me some good news that there might not be any ninjas?" She adds with a joking tone. Surely there's got to be a some good news somewhere in this mess of a world.
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"The place itself forces you out too. It's magic." He shrugs. "That's a little hard to punch in the face."
Matt's not afraid of exploring the place. He's afraid of what he always is: someone knowing him. She's one of the new people who can know him. Who he's let know him. Even though she's not his Elektra he doubts there are any things about him that she doesn't really know already.
He chuckles. "No ninjas unless you count the Black Widow as a ninja over a spy. There's a lot of super heroes actually. I met Captain America and had Thai with him."
Which is wild to say out loud.
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"I assume you either got taken in something more practical than mid battle attire or it isn't too hard to find clothes around here?" She asks carefully. She doesn't want him to think she's prying into his life, or going to bother him about such a thing. Elektra is fiercely independent she doesn't want anyone to think she'd be dependent on someone.
The way he speaks about a Black Widow and Captain America peaks her interest incredibly though. She turns to give him a look while they walk clearly studying his face.
"Which Widow? Romanova? Are those two not your friends back home?" she asks. Maybe he simply meant Yelena. The Captain America thing is still a little weird though.
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And he's not sure if he will. That would make hiding things from certain people very difficult.
"Uh, no, no I'm not friends with the Avengers." Matt shakes his head. He seems a little stunned by the idea that he could be friends with them and that they know his secret. Steve Rogers is a really nice guy but Matt doesn't want to tell him about his senses.
"The only friends I have that know about what I can do are Foggy, Karen, and a loose group called the Defenders." He's not sure if she'll know the name but he's curious to see if she does.
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Him mentioning Karen just sends all of that home like a punch in the gut, and Elektra didn't even like Karen but she knew what she was to Matthew in her world. Hopefully this one won't have to deal with the same pain.
"Danny Rand is possibly one of the most annoying people I've ever had to fight with," she says though there's a fondness behind her words. Of course she's done other things then fight, but when Danny is throwing quips at you and you're fighting it's a special kind of annoying.
"Jessica and Luke are much cooler. Unless Defenders are different there?" she asks curiously.
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This Elektra is probably the same. Close enough that Matt is willing to trust her. There are plenty of ways for Elektra to hurt him that doesn't involve revealing his secret.
"No, that's them." He tilts his head slightly. "Your Danny sounds a little different though."
Annoying is not what fighting with Danny is like. Getting him to think through a battle plan is frustrating, which is saying something given Matt's struggle with his temper.
"I guess the other me runs in different circles than I do."
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"Maybe, his circles were always changing. Except for Nelson," Elektra's pretty sure that Matt loves Foggy more then anything in the world, even when they were completely toxic to each other in some ways. Hell, he'd gone to fight the Devil just to get Foggy back.
She glances over at him when she mentions Foggy to read his face. Look for a sign of a smile or something similar trying to read his reactions as best she could for a strange. She's excellent at reading faces, body language but it's still different when it's someone new vs someone you've known for more then a decade.
"Tell me, Matt. Do you have any allies here?" It's a question powered by curiosity. Wondering if she can maybe get information on who he might trust, or distrust. She's pretty sure that a lawyer with a secret is still great a reading people and she will take his judgements into consideration.
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But he also doesn't know what he'd do if Foggy showed up here. Someone like Foggy shouldn't have to face these Trials. They weren't fair and Foggy didn't know how to fight. He would hate him in forced danger all the time.
"Uh, I don't know," he says and rubs a hand against the back of his neck. "I mean, everyone I've met has been incredibly helpful. I'm sure if I asked for help lots of people would volunteer but none of them know what I can really do. They just think I'm a dorky lawyer with ADA complaints about this place."
He blows out a breath. "Captain Rogers would absolutely help no matter what. I don't know what to make of Natasha. She suspects there's more to me but she's promised to keep that to herself. I've met a Spiderman from a different universe and he'd help."
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"Surely dorky is not something anyone could ever think of you as," she says rather bluntly. Strange in some ways absolutely, but as far as Elektra can tell this Matt Murdock is smart, capable and handsome and typically any two of those three should be keeping you out of the 'dork' label.
"In my world Romanova and I can be a lot alike. We even have been known to have the same taste in men," she says as if to give an explanation of why Matt has a hard time getting a read on Natasha. She doesn't know if this is the Natasha from her world or somewhere else, but it's hard to imagine her as anything but a spy and she's acutely aware that people find her hard to read and understand themselves.
The other two aren't surprising, although her idea of help and Matt's may be different on any given day. She was just recently arrested by the Avengers back home and it's hard to shrug that off even if she's still running around as Daredevil. It'd all worked out in the end, and they didn't understand that entire situation, but Elektra generally likes to work alone when she can. It's just more recently she's known that's not possible for everything. You cant save everyone who needs saving as a single person.
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