Day 38: Sun Room

[paper-murdock.livejournal.com]

Matt had to bite his tongue hard to keep from insisting he would be perfectly comfortable in the library, really, and could he please stop being led around like freaking cattle? As the nurse drew him into the empty Sun Room, the answer to that seemed to be a resounding 'No'.

Great.

He was given the usual talk of 'be nice', 'maybe someone will come back and you'll have someone to talk to' and the strangely sincere 'we're getting a few books in braille, they just haven't arrived yet'. He was sure he believed that one, but it would be nice to not be singled out for a change.

Reminded him of grammar school actually.

What a coincidence, he hadn't been fond of grammar school either. Settling back on the seat he'd found himself in, the Daredevil closed his eyes and debated on the merits of a nap as he listened to the occasional person stop by and scribble something down before leaving. A message board or something? He'd have to ask someone about that.

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[dasgift.livejournal.com]

Interesting answer. Kristoph's intuition suspected more lay behind those words-- A hint of experience, perhaps? The attorney could not be sure. Since the boy was neither a client nor a threat, however, he opted to leave as is. Both had established their points.

"You mean Doyleton?" he asked, mildly surprised at the prospect of a solution. "As a matter of fact, yes. I was there when they went a few days ago." From what he recalled, the town was nothing more than the standard New England settlement: an ideal vacation spot but the last place to carry all of life's necessities, especially for one in dire need of cosmetic attention.

Then again, Kristoph had spent the entire time enjoying the outdoors. (Six months of solitary made a man appreciate the simple things.) It was possible he had missed something.

[4lulzngiggles.livejournal.com]

"That's the one," Joshua affirmed with a nod, glad that he didn't have to explain that little detail. Still, this was a guy who apparently appreciated the finer things in life, and his commitment to such things even in these conditions won the man points in Joshua's book. Perhaps one of the few that Joshua would spend any real effort on? Who knew~?

Still, he added, "Then, of course you would have noticed the coupon for a free manicure at Pearl's Beauty Salon Hair and Nails. Who knows, maybe they'll offer it again next time." Joshua smirked, an equal mix of teasing the older man and just plain mischievousness in general; even if the man didn't believe him, however, it was almost certain that he'd check it next time. That was just how normal people were.

[dasgift.livejournal.com]

A salon? In that negligible hole? Kristoph had to give the thought some consideration. "Obviously not," he muttered, half to himself. If he had... No, the man would still be in this predicament. It did not matter, then, that he'd thrown the stack of coupons in the thrash along with his breakfast bag.

He hastily readjusted his glasses, which had crawled toward the tip of his nose in the course of the conversation. "Hm, maybe." 'Maybe' meant he would badger his nurse under the guise of gentle goodwill until one could be produced. Repeatedly. "If not, the information is at least appreciated."

As if to show said appreciation, Kristoph offered his unmarred hand. "I don't believe we've introduced ourselves formally." He managed a polite smile, a contrast to the other's smirk. "Kristoph Gavin."

[4lulzngiggles.livejournal.com]

Well, he'd planted the idea, that was good enough for Joshua. It was kind of interesting to see someone who shared at least one similar view as himself, and it also seemed to hold the same old trope true as well... older people 'got it,' younger people didn't. Maybe he just acted different around adults? Hm, he'd have to think about that one.

For now, though, he accepted the hand and shook it firmly, his expression unchanging as he did so. "You can call me Joshua, Mr. G. I hope I can see you around sometime." Whether it was true or not, or whether it was a veiled reference to the dangers of the Institute, was impossible to say. Joshua was just that kind of a person.