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I'm not usually one for social media, but I hear this is where one goes to meet the locals and I'm told secluding oneself to nothing but outrageously good sex isn't good for you. I beg to differ, but I'm a pleaser so here I am. Elektra Natchios. I'd say it's nice to meet you, but I imagine I don't really care one way or another.

Let it never once be said that space is boring or that your views are any less impressive.

Your food is absolutely terrible though.

[ Daredevil (MCU) ]

So. I met someone else who knows us in another Universe. One where apparently we fight with Avengers over ex-Girlfriends and end up in Dumpsters. Somehow I feel like we're making better choices, unless that's happened to you too?

Patrolling tonight, to keep from getting rusty, if you're interested.

[ Natasha Romanoff (MCU) ]

So. Apparently, we get to know each other in more Universe than not.

I thought that was pretty interesting.

Who: Matt and Elektra
What: Meeting.
When: Sunday.
Where: The Barracks
Rating: PG-ish.
Status: Complete!

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[..]You know what, assuming I've not actually gone mad this is just fine. Any of you lot know the name Sherlock Holmes?

[medical staff]
Ah, hello. Figure I ought to just get to it then and introduce myself. The talking dog assigned me to medical. My name is John Watson, I'm an M.D. and former army field doctor.

Characters: Leah and Matt Murdock (MCU Canon)
When/Where: Starlin's/A while after this conversation
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 (mentions of death and possession)

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All right. I'm using the voice to text option on this thing. My name's Matt Murdock. I don't know what I'm doing here or how I got here. I'm blind. There's a talking dog. Yes, I know that putting those two things together, the joke pretty much writes itself.

I've been told that no, this isn't Purgatory or Hell. I'm staying in the barracks and I think...no, I need to find the cheapest beer that can be found inside a Celestial's head. Coming from New York, it's always better to ask the locals. So, where do I find that? Are there dive bars inside a Celestial's head?

I'm giving up on anything sounding normal, ever again.

There's got to be a way to deal with these Reapers without violence.

I'm working on something now, a force field that'll prevent them from breaking through. But I don't have enough time!

[Private to Cassie]

Hey, I'm Matt Murdock. We haven't met but I need to talk to you about something.

[Private to Frank]


Frank I need to talk to you.

[Matt Murdock]

Um. What should we do about Frank giving firearms to teenagers?

Well, one teenager. But still.

Characters: Frank Castle and Matt Murdock
When/Where: In the Barracks, some time during the evening of their arrival
Ratings/Warnings: Probably some swearing.

( Sometimes I'd like to get my hands on God. )

Oh my God, the refreshments at last night's meeting? THE WORST!!! Am I right??! And that so-called party, afterward? I could do so much better.

In fact, I demand to do better! I want to throw a party. Not for everybody on this skull, but for the new arrivals, like me. Everybody is chatting one another up on their devices, but what we need is a proper meet and greet, with food and music and dancing.

Characters: Matt Murdock and Karen Page
When/Where: Shortly after this discussion/The Dispatch
Rating/Warnings: None?

( A familiar scent and a familiar fluttering heartbeat )

So this is different. Any chance we're even slightly closer to finding out when we'll be getting back to Earth? Not that I'm not enjoying the surprise holiday to outer space but the view is sort of lost on me and aside from looking at stars I'm not sure what the appeal of space is. Also it stinks. Recycled air. Pretty sure I can smell every single person in this place

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