made waves with some friends I know

[fightlikehell]

 

The season is a'changing, the weather is warmer. The forecast calls for high temperature, low humidity and a light breeze. A near perfect day. What better reason to gather the friends and have a good time with a bonfire? Grab a beer, have a seat. Cheery tunes fill the salty air. There's plenty of room and so much to eat.

Matt Murdock is actually dressed for the beach. Still likely more than usual. He burns so easily. There's no way he could have done this alone. Anyone who is anyone in Nexus knows that there is that distinct Verity Willis touch on everything. If the sounds and the sights don't get you, it is going to be whatever Clint has on the grill. That man is magic.

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[twelve_not_fourteen]

Sadly, good as Han's sabacc face is and it is quite good when he's trying to hide his reactions to things, it ain't really going to help him all that much against Matt's gifts. Han can't even control his frustration half the time, much less exercise control over his heart rate and breathing.

That said, Han thinks he's being as difficult to read as ever.

With Clint's guess, he's wrong. Han has learned poker from the man, drawn against him and the archer has actually saved his cocky ass from an early death via pneumothorax. Regrettably, he doesn't know what a good cook the man is yet. He also, has not yet met Hunter.

He's right with the other guesses. He hasn't met Groot. He recently became indebted to Schön. As for Verity, he certainly knows her, the set of his jaw hardens briefly at the mention of her like he had gritted his teeth.

"Not bad." He says with a shrug. Still, bilissfully ignortant that he's already given up info to Matt, but he will at least give the devil his due - he was closer to the mark than Han expected. "An amature mentalist or something?"

nnngh my own typo ah well.

[fightlikehell]

Facial expressions are easy money at any poker table. They're playing a game of truth and ego. Matt isn't putting his cards in sight at all. That's not very sportsmanlike by any stretch.

Clint Barton is a hell of a guy. Throw in being an chef with world class archer, athlete and mighty hero. For Mr. Solo? They're on well enough terms. He's the kind of person you would want to have at your party, grill or not. Good, honest company. The same goes for Groot.

Schön is a special, fickle case. Matt likens him to a respected professor or eccentric artist. Both together.

And then...

Verity. Oh. Though it is an unexpected reaction to find. She's never a point of tension. Well, negative tension. Matt mouth twitches before he settles in a passive grin. "I try," he even has a shrug for that. Jeez, Murdock. "No, I'm actually a lawyer."

It's okay! Typo is my native language.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

It's not as if Verity has been unkind to him. In fact, he was closer to her than anyone else that he'd gotten to know in the Nexus for his first few months. She even put her entire life on hold for a few days just to nurse him back to health. He owes her more than he's ever likely to pay back, but it's emotionally complicated.

"Explain what you do." Han says. No obvious analogous equivalent springs to mind when he uses the word 'lawyer' in any on the languages he knows.

the song of our people is misheard lyrics?

[fightlikehell]

She had told him of their friendship, of how their have been misunderstandings. In Matt's eyes there is no crime, no offending party just people being people. Verity is the kind of person that has the capacity to care beyond the typical person. She doesn't see it. And people need that more than expressed.

People like Han.

People like Matt.

"Ah," Matt shifts again in the sand. "I represent a client in a court of law before a designated judge and jury of peers. The client is either accused of committing a crime or taking another party to the court to dispute a violation of their rights, safety or property." He's trying to keep it simple, keep it logical and not too text book or dispassionate. Saying my life's work sure don't sum it up to someone that's never heard of it before.

xD Never heard that line before. Clever.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

Matt and Han have plenty in common. No doubt they'll come to even find some of that out if they remain on good terms. But she told Matt about Han. Likely even expressed frustration caused directly by him. Curiously, she did not tell Han about Matt. You have to wonder about that. The Corellian definitely will, when he's finally privy to said knowledge.

Han tilts his head thoughtfully and listens to the explanation. There were lawyers and court systems once in his galaxy, but they were on tumultuous ground by the time he was born and within a few short years ... well, lets just say there was no room for a complicated legal system in Palpatine's Empire.

"We don't have those anymore." He says with a slight frown. "I get what you mean, though."

;D

[fightlikehell]

Both orphaned. Both trying to make the most of life, wandering either literally like a ship without a harbor or figuratively. Both using and abusing lies to get by. Both with long suffering, much loved long haired companions... The list keeps going. Perhaps the degree of similarities endeared Verity. Or simply because he really is that charming. Matt learned about their friendship after the difficulty.

"Anymore?" Matt can't hide his expression. "I'm not sure what else I do if my line of work was obsolete." He has a hunch that's not the case. "It's given me an idea of people. No mentalist abilities needed. I mean, you really didn't answer my question." Outloud.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

That sounded like a question. Does he want him to explain it? He doesn't imagine the intricacies of galactic policies would be easy to explain to a presumable earth man. Hell, it all makes his head hurt trying to understand how they went from a sprawling republic to one man's Empire.

"One guy calls the shots where I come from." He says. "He re-wrote the penal code and simplified the system. If his men catch you, you get punished. That's it. No more pesky trials to slow things down."

At that thought, he folds his arms. "Are we talking about the same question I told you I wasn't going to answer?"

[fightlikehell]

Kind of him to explain. Matt just is saddened that he hadn't considered the entire fallout and restructuring involved with an Evil Empire. What Han says makes sense. Minimal head hurting in explaining this one aspect.

Let's add happiness under threat by a single, power hungry individual to the list of similarities too.

"A rough time." To put it mildly. Inhuman. Of course he'd be preaching to the crowd. "I'd have difficulty being compliant." That punishment is no doubt final.

Matt shrugs. "Yes. That one. If I were a mentalist, a good one, I would have some how persuaded you to tell me. So. I guess I ought to just stick to the courtroom."

[twelve_not_fourteen]

Yeah, it turns out letting one power-mad old guy will have these massive repercussions on the galaxy. Who knew? As it is, the galaxy has been under Palpatine's reign since well before he began to consider government and how that affects one Corellian trying to make a decent life for himself. He might have had more years with his parents than he had as a republic citizen and they disappeared when he was a toddler.

"It is what it is." He says with a shrug. A dangerous time to be a smuggler, but then again, it's never been an easy life. Besides, there's a certain amount of work he gets just because there is an Empire that people want to avoid being tangled in. Not as if he would have to be a smuggler if not for ...

"Probably for the best that a man with that much influence over another's free will isn't working in the court? That doesn't seem very fair."