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For we walk by 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑡ℎ. .
Not by 𝑠𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡. . .
No, heh, no. I meant strong as in. .you know. Strong. Personality - - courage, leadership. All of it.
August 12, 2025 at 3:24 AM
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The teen walked with an unsteady, somewhat lurchy gait back into the cell, which she promptly collapsed into, sinking directly into her knees and then onto her side, her pink hair draping over her face.
August 11, 2025 at 6:05 AM
Strong.
August 11, 2025 at 5:18 PM
“We’ll get you one - -“ Just the guard comes. Alerting them break time is over, and that she’s needed back in her cell.

“We won’t leave you, we’ll be back. And we’ll help you through this. I promise.”
August 11, 2025 at 3:07 AM
She’s beyond stressed - - he can practically 𝙨𝙚𝙚 it on her. Even if he can’t. She radiates with a rhythm he hasn’t ever known - - sure, a meta - human himself. .but to meet one with such power was. .overwhelming to his 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙨.
August 11, 2025 at 3:07 AM
“Diana?. .” Matt dropped it. “Yea, we can. Fisk wants this, he wants everyone to think you’re some other worldly threat and the only way to 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 you is to have you behind bars or. .𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚. We need to prove to them all that you’re trustworthy.”
August 9, 2025 at 10:27 PM
“Like Thor?” Foggy says with a grin. “Foggy.” Matt correct. “Okay, we can build with that - - the world is. .evolving. Giant green men and guys from the 40’s are being discovered in ice. It may fly over a normal persons head. But we’re far from normal.”
August 9, 2025 at 7:16 PM
“Can you start from the beginning? You said you didn’t exist. What do you mean?”
August 8, 2025 at 8:17 PM
“It’s a little.” Matt says, fixing his tie. Summer in New York was never easy. But it wasn’t as hot as she was making it out to be - - he could hear her heartbeat, there wasn’t a faint on the rise. But he couldn’t help to wonder if this was all too much for her.
August 8, 2025 at 8:17 PM
Before he walks over, and opens the sliding bars. “Fine.” He says. “Court yard is to the right.”

Matt offers her a hand, although his head is titled forward, with eyes that seemingly look down. “Come on.”
August 8, 2025 at 4:13 PM
Foggy pleads, the officer babbles back that she’s a threat - - that Fisk could’ve been hurt, and no one as good as Fisk deserves to be hurt. “Well that’s fine and dandy, but when she convulses in this cell, who’s going to help her - - you?” Foggy scoffs. The officer and he share a tense moment.
August 8, 2025 at 4:13 PM
Heart beat. Focused in - - irregular. He can almost hear her pupils stretch, the sweat carve down the side of her temple.

“No. But you’re close to a panic attack. I need you to take a breath, take a moment.”

“Officer our client needs air, she’s barely even an adult, do we have to hold her here?”
August 8, 2025 at 4:13 PM