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Frank Castle ([info]coffee_and_ammo) wrote in [info]avengers_logs,
@ 2018-02-26 18:38:00

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Entry tags:-complete, frank castle, karen page

Who: Frank Castle + Karen Page
What: Frank would like an explanation that doesn't involve magic and time rifts, plz.
When: Late morning, 24th February, Central Park
Rating/Warnings: TBD



Frank remained by the tree where he'd found himself, phone clutched in one hand, the other running restlessly over his head every few seconds. In front of him people were skating, all moving in the same direction like a slow whirlpool on the ice.

He missed his coffee.

His phone buzzed periodically, answers from Karen to his series of increasingly desperate questions. None of them were what he wanted to hear. None of them helped him. He'd be happier thinking he'd taken a severe blow to the head and was in some kind of coma, and he was floating in this weird imagination land.

But Frank had seen the news, he'd read the papers, he couldn't ignore that there was a whole lot of strange shit even in the reality he'd come from. How could he? It had just managed to keep out his way until now.

Karen was here, though. And she was okay. That was important. She tied him to his sanity more than he would like to admit. She just needed to get to where he was, and then everything would be fine.

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[info]coffee_and_ammo
2018-03-02 04:28 pm UTC (link)
“Faked his own death, huh?” Frank asked, amused. “Least I know you have a type-“ that came out before he meant it to, and he had the decency to look a little mortified at his comment. “I just mean- people. That you know. Heh-“ he ducked his head in a rare moment of embarrassment, then cleared his throat and pressed on.

At least he’d already faced Karen’s annoyance at his own disappearing act, they didn’t have to go through that in addition to all this chat about magic and shit.

He looked at the hand she was offering, that he’d all but asked for, hadn’t he, and hesitated only a second before reaching out to take it in his own. He couldn’t - wouldn’t - promise anything, he couldn’t trust that something wouldn’t come along and crap all over everything he held dear, as it was so prone to doing, but for now it could be good.

“Your place?” Frank asked gently. “Lead the way.”

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[info]notthefirst
2018-03-03 02:16 am UTC (link)
Karen opened her mouth, slightly agape and stared at him. "I.. hey!" she said before she started to laugh, blushing quite a bit and shaking her head. Like he wasn't actually completely correct in that assumption. Damn him. "I mean.. I.. maybe. I might.. have a type." Hmph.

The only real difference was that Frank had always been completely honest with her. Too honest. And they viewed things the same way. They both dealt with things the same way. Just his a tad more violent. Okay, a lot more violent but that wasn't to say that she didn't have her own violent tendencies.

She smiled, trying to not further her embarrassment any more. She wasn't asking him to promise anything. There was always going to be horrible crap happening, they both knew that. For now though, this was just fine with her.

"Sure. Are you hungry? I actually have food in my house this time. I mean mostly because we went shopping and you were going to cook, but I could cook. Maybe." It was probably better if he did it though.

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[info]coffee_and_ammo
2018-03-04 08:42 am UTC (link)
This was going to take some getting used to. Frank knew that already, but he was pretty adaptable. Worried, sure, that all of the people he'd killed in the past weren't going to stay dead- because that was a lot of people to worry about - but he'd cross that bridge when he came to it. He did need to go and check on his van, on the other places he'd hidden stuff, just to be prepared. He didn't have a gun on him-

"We should stop talking about past me like that, it kinda makes me feel like I'm dead or crazy," Frank said as they walked slowly through the park. "You still got your gun? Or a gun?" he added, knowing he'd feel a hell of a lot better if they had at least one weapon between them. "And, uh- the guy with the horns? He around?"

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[info]notthefirst
2018-03-04 10:10 pm UTC (link)
That's what she was worried about too, but then he didn't really know the extent of how many people she might or might not have killed. He wouldn't be surprised, but she hadn't actually told him. If they showed up, then maybe she would worry about it more. She nodded her head, "That's the last time I'm going to bring it up, promise." She didn't want to talk about what he had or hadn't done. He was back and here now and that was what mattered.

She didn't want to think about him dead or crazy. Not again. Karen patted her bag a little bit. "Yeah. I still have it. I always have it." She wasn't going to be around New York without it. "Daredevil? Yeah. He's ... back around." Even though he'd just gone missing with the whole Matt thing being dead. Of course not a lot of people knew Matt, everyone knew who Daredevil was. She was glad she didn't have some secret identity.

"Do you need to talk to him? I.. might be able to put in a word."

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[info]coffee_and_ammo
2018-03-05 10:28 am UTC (link)
Frank nodded his head in acknowledgement. At least they had something until he got his stuff back. If he could get his stuff back. Otherwise that was going to be a whole new issue. “I’m gonna teach you how to shoot properly. With some heavier stuff,” he said, voice quiet as they walked, trying not to look too suspicious of everyone and everything around them.

“Daredevil, yeah,” Frank snorted out a laugh. “Yeah, I kept expecting to see him around. He was on my ass constantly. Last I saw him he was fighting...ninjas. Or something-“ he frowned. Because ninjas. “Nah, it’s fine. I just kinda- kinda hoped he was around still. I wasn’t worried about him,” he added quickly. “But y’know-“

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[info]notthefirst
2018-03-05 10:33 pm UTC (link)
It was more than likely wherever he had hidden it. This world seemed weird, but her apartment was there, so his stuff probably was too. "Heavier stuff? I.. wouldn't mind other things other than shooting. I mean in case I have the gun taken away or .. whatever." She barely knew how to throw a punch, though she knew how to shoot a guy in the chest several times. That had to count for something. Her voice was low too, not wanting to cause a disturbance.

For some reason, she had thought that Frank had figured out about Matt and Daredevil even before she had. She wanted to tell him, but it wasn't really her place. "Yeah. Ninjas seem to always be around that guy. It's weird. He's not even Asian, I don't think." Like that Danny Rand kid. She didn't get him either. "Uh huh. Sure you weren't." She smirked a little. "If I see him, I'm going to tell him you missed him."

Well maybe. She didn't know if she was talking to Matt at the moment.

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[info]coffee_and_ammo
2018-03-07 07:26 pm UTC (link)
"Oh, you want me to teach you how to go hand to hand?" Frank asked, raising his eyebrows. "Because I'm not gonna do that. Or maybe I should-" he said, changing his mind. "Maybe we should go to the gym, set you up on a bag-" That didn't sound like a terrible idea, actually.

"Really? There's more ninjas? I really need to-" he paused, swinging their hands gently as they walked. Frank huffed out a laugh, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, I'm sure you will. I'm sure he's missed me, too," he replied. "I need to catch up. What else do I need to know? Fill me in on everything- who's this guy, this wizard?" the word tasted bad in his mouth. "And- has anyone said anything about...why us? Or what we're supposed to do that isn't just 'go on with your lives'?"

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[info]notthefirst
2018-03-08 12:56 am UTC (link)
She was just about to protest when he changed his mind. "Yes, you should. I'm not always going to have my gun around and you said it yourself. I'm always pissing people off. It's best I know how to defend myself even when I don't have a weapon." Of course she was always going to shoot first, if she could. But still she needed to know how to defend herself when that wasn't an available option. "I don't want to learn from anyone else but you." Because he would teach her how to keep herself safe for real. Not some blanketed down version that they thought she should know.

She nodded her head, a little wide eyed and then shrugged her shoulders. "I really don't get it either." Ninjas. Who would have figured. "The wizard guy is Dr. Strange. He's not all that bad. He's more tolerable than Tony Stark, I can guarantee you that. But it's still weird. He's still magic and has a weird cape that I think is alive? It's super weird. But at least he's not a condescending asshole." That was for sure. Hm.. What else to tell him? "This is just a guess. He didn't say why us.. but from what I've gathered from anyone who has an access to our channel, it's because everyone is tied to.. in various ways.. to vigilante superhero-ism. And villainry. There's.. apparently a really bad guy.. do you know Jessica Jones? Because you should. You guys would get along great."

They would just punch and shoot people to their hearts content.

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[info]coffee_and_ammo
2018-03-10 07:14 pm UTC (link)
"I mean, you could just stop pissing people off?" Frank suggested, though he knew that that wasn't going to happen. Karen had a drive- she had to go rummaging around, where she either wasn't welcome or was likely to get herself shot at. It would be endearing if it wasn't one more thing he really had to worry about.

"Okay, you got a gym you go to? Or at least something we can punch?" he asked. "I'll teach you. Maybe get Daredevil to teach you some ninja moves, too. He packs a good punch for someone so short." They were the same height. It didn't matter.

"Oh geez," Frank sighed as Karen expanded on Dr. Strange. And his cape. "Great. Excellent. I'm really looking forward to whatever this turns up. So what am I in this? Villain?" That was the last thing he needed so that was probably exactly where this was going to go. "I ain't no superhero, that's for sure."

He lifted his shoulders in a shrug at the name. "Nope, never heard of her. Why, you gonna set me up?" Frank joked gently, shaking his head. "Guess there's a lot of people I gotta meet."

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[info]notthefirst
2018-03-10 09:48 pm UTC (link)
Karen glared at him and then nudged him with her elbow. "Jerk. You know that it's not always my fault!" Sure she pissed people off, but that didn't mean she shouldn't know how to defend herself. It was like he wanted her to get shot or kidnapped or something. Good grief. She was not stopping her glare either, it was permanently fixed on her face. "Shouldn't I know how to do this stuff regardless? I mean I'm just as likely to be shot by hanging around you than anything else." Hmph.

She nodded her head, the glare fading just slightly. "Yeah. I.." she sighed a bit and looked over at him. "What? Daredevil?" Oh that's right. He wasn't here when Matt just outed himself. "Okay first of all, I'm not training with Daredevil. Second.. you missed it but.. you should really talk to him about it because it's not my place but you should know since it's not really a secret any more.. Matt is Daredevil. Blind Lawyer Matt, my ex? That's Daredevil."

And hence she wasn't talking to him. Yet.

"You're not a villain, don't even talk like that. You can not be a hero and still not be a villain either." God knew she was in that boat. Not a great person and not a terrible person. Still a murderer though.

It would serve him right if she put the two of them in a room together and then maybe Jessica could punch him, see how he liked it. "I'm not setting you up with her."

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[info]coffee_and_ammo
2018-03-16 08:23 pm UTC (link)
Frank thought it best to not get any deeper into that conversation. Karen had her ways, and not everyone agreed with them. And he worried. That was all. So of course he was going to help her. "Hey now, you know I'd take a bullet for you," he added, giving her hand a squeeze as they walked. "But we'll go to a gym. I'll show you how to punch. Get you throwin' me over your shoulder in no time-"

His head whipped around so fast it hurt when Karen decided now, now of all times, to drop some facts and revelations on him. "Wait-" Frank stopped suddenly, pulling Karen to a halt as well. "Wait, what? What? How?" Of all the things in the world- He took in a breath, every interaction he'd had with both of them flashing through his mind, dredged up for analysis. But- what? "That doesn't-" magic existed. He'd traveled through time and space. "Jesus, Karen, this is too much."

He could barely process anything else, despite Karen's assurance, despite the mention of this Jessica person. "Too much. I dunno what I'm supposed to do-"

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[info]notthefirst
2018-03-17 08:32 pm UTC (link)
Of course he worried. He worried about her like she worried about him. It was just that he knew what he was doing and she didn't. That's why she wanted to be taught. "I know you would.. you have. But I don't want you to have to do that." What was she supposed to do? Not only stop pissing people off, but stop talking to Frank, or Matt or Jessica or anyone else who had super powers and who dealt with violence all the time? The only person she would have left then was Foggy, and he was too busy being a big time lawyer. "Don't tempt me," she countered, squeezing his hand in return with a smile.

Karen just nodded her head and stopped along with him, having expected that bombshell to get him to stop in his tracks. She thought about saying something smartass like 'well he wears a mask so' but she didn't. "He's not like you or the others, out in the open. Telling everyone who you are. Trust me. I was.. the same, when he told me. Which I mean, if you want to hit him, you have my full permission. Him and his secrets." She sighed a bit.

She squeezed his hand again. "You just go on acting like everything is normal. Or try to. That's all you can do. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere."

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