They can screw themselves. Like, what could you possibly get out of pretending? It's so messed up.
Un peu de français. And some español también.
The dad of one of my friends kept saying that and it always stuck with me. I only understood why once I grew up and in a way, I find it even more meaningful now. [She pauses.] But yeah, not sure if I have that kinda strenght.
It is. It makes me more angry on behalf of people who have it worse than I do and have to deal with that. Some people have no support or educational opportunities to fall back on.
Not bad, not bad.
I think for me it's that I'm too stubborn to want to embrace that wisdom. I don't want to think there are problems I can't solve.
It's something that should be taught at school. Like, people have all these preconceptions of what blindness is like, but its not the same thing to everyone of you, right? Or like, other impairments. Or even mental health. [It's extra frustrating. Because even though, yes, Matt can do so many things other visually impaired cannot, that doesn't make him any less blind. How vulnerable is he when he is sick? To think that some people judged him, on top of it... Her frustration shows in her voice.]
Thanks. I'll bow next time I see you. But, what about you?
See? That's the thing. Sometimes a girl just needs a good rant and you guys jump straight into trying to find a solution. [Hey, she can try and joke too to light up the mood.]
It's not all the same, no. There should be more education and available resources, one of many reformations the education system here desperately needs.
I'm fluent in Spanish and German, conversational in French, and know a bit of Russian. To be fair, languages come fairly easily for me.
I am entirely that person who had to learn to ask 'do you want me to listen or offer solutions' in those moments.
Maybe you should start a petition. Talk with associations. You know, if you ever have a free moment to spare in this lifetime.
... [Suddenly, at the other side of the line, Kate's jaw dropped.] You're shitting me. Really?? Don't tell me you also beat me to sign language, because I'd believe that coming from you.
At least you're aware. That's way more than what most dudes can proudly say.
I did not beat you to sign language, if you feel compelled to rush and learn it first. I vaguely remember the finger movements to sign my first name, and how to sign 'agree' and 'disagree' but that's about it.
I've had it pointed out to me. Not just by women, either. Foggy would tell me that he just wanted me to agree something sucks sometimes.
Yes! Yeah, Matt, you should totally do it. I mean, we already discussed donations to some associations. We could bring up that point during the event.
I learned a couple of things with Clint and, even if he says he's fine with his hearing aid? He's not. That thing is not always reliable in the middle of a fight.
If we're talking about educational reform, I have a laundry list of points that need addressing and I can only promise I'll try to be pleasant about it depending on whom I'm speaking with.
Can you imagine if my abilities were in the fritz and he lost his hearing aid? Would the blind be leading the deaf or the deaf be leading the blind?
He was most definitely in touch with his feelings and not afraid to indulge them.
Hey, be my guest. I already told you I love it when you go lawyery. Now, pissed off lawyery who's really passionate about social justice? I can listen for hours. And we can force them to listen to.
And that's why you two dorks need me. Just cross your fingers so that life doens't play us a cruel joke and I lose my voice.
Or to sing at the top of his lungs and show off some moves.
... maybe we should talk to some teachers first. Also students, and patients, and nurses. Get what they want said before we speak for them. I know my experience was shit most of the time, but I bet even mine missed a lot of what's worth hearing. It's a privilege to speak and be heard, Kate. Which means if we're talking for people, we need to know what they want said and lift their voices. ... which I know you won't disagree with. I guess I just... felt it needed saying.
Blind, deaf, and mute. We'll have the whole set and rely on Lucky with our lives.
He was so insulted that I didn't know most musicals when I met him. He made it his life mission to teach me how to love them.
Hey, it's fine. It's not like we can speak for the whole community. And we shouldn't just focus on the visually impaired either. But, like you said, we can organize and talk to different people, figure their needs and then give them a platform to be heard. [She was a spoiled princess and well aware of it. But Kate had always made it her mission to prove that every little victory, she'd earned it. She'd moved into an apartment with no luxuries to put distance betwween herself and that world. She wanted to do something meaningful with her money.] It was a good reminder, Matt.
Are you aware that Lucky has just the one eye? All three of us, depending on a single eye that gets distracted with treats.
How long did it take him before you joined that cult?
And you're a good advocate, Kate. For those groups that you can identify with and those you're simply supporting. And I know you don't need the accolades, but it means a lot to me that you are like that. So it's more as a friend saying that. I know you want to do good with what you have. I know that you can sometimes think on a bigger scope than I can, because of the resources you have.
Kate, I would trust Lucky no matter what. He could lead me into the nearest Italian deli and I'd be fine with that. We'd share a sub. It'll be great.
... he took me to a grunge Jesus Christ Superstar workshop our freshman year right before winter break. I bought him a copy of the Bible for Christmas with relevant passages noted in it. We never stopped debating and seeing shows ever since.
[She doesn't do it to be in his good books, as much as she does appreciate the attention and his kind words do make something in her chest always feel softer and warm.
But no. No, she genuinelly worries and wants to help. And Matt is aware of it.]
Hey, that's why we make such great partners. You ground me and I push you to think big.
With Lucky in control you really think he'd settle for only a sub? Oh, no, buddy. Don't let that cold and adorable nose deceive you, he has some extra tricks under those furry sleeves.
Let me guess, you were on the honeymoon period by then? Because otherwise those sound like really passive-aggressive gifts.
Blasphemous. His tricks are just for the greater good. He can do no wrong. When he eats my peanut butter, he's just telling me I didn't store it right.
I was just pointing out all the historical inaccuracies and the colonial misrepresentations in the depiction while also acknowledging the progressive take on certain social issues! I wrote those notes in the Bible out of love and for the love of discourse. ... you think it was a shit gift?
He never told me it was a shit gift. I thought he liked it.
[Matt lovingly giving ranting but well annotated notes in books and thinking people wanted them is a thing he has a long history of doing. Books were so scarce growing up, and even though people can't read the same books he does, they can read his typed up notes on them? He has to rethink some gifts he's given Heather now on books with mental health in them.]
Yeah, right. He made me fall for it for a long while. You know what I ended up with? A vet that called the shit out of me and a drawer full of dog appropriate treats now.
[Kate hummed as Matt explained with more details what his gift for Foggy had been during their first shared holidays. And in all honesty? It was very fitting and kinda cute. In a religious nerdy way.]
I'm not saying it was a shit gift! Don't put words in my mouth! Just wondering if you were over your hating each other awful period. Because if he took you to some Jesus Christ Superstar workshop and your gift was only the source to educate him... That gift can have very different meanings depending on the intent. [A beat.] Of course, in your case, you were only being a sweet dork.
... it's possible. I just dehydrated the tomato, didn't add salt, and didn't cure the meat when I baked the biscuits.
Ha, cute. There's nothing about being friends that falls short. Even if Marci was A Choice over being single.
... oh fuck, Kate. Marci.
She reps a lot of the art and museum boards. She won't go for Vanessa. Do you know anyone who is repped by her firm? If I reach out she's gonna gut me. She won't be pro-Fisk, though. Marci is a demon but she is not that sort of demon. Foggy would want...
Why not? [Oh, WAIT.] Fury approached you?! [How could he not? Matt wasn't exactly keeping a low profile in New York.]
... I don't know how you manage it, but you make dog bicuits sounds freaking incredible.
Hey! Don't get me wrong, Heather and you are super cute, but you guys were total husbands material and -- [And she can tell Matt's sudden silence means something.
Matt's sudden rant about Marci and Vanessa doesn't make sense straight away. That is, until she remembers what Matt said about Fisk's wife being behind the hit. Suddenly, it all feels so obvious.]
Shit! Shit, okay, huh... Do you remember the name of her firm? I can't get check here, but I can get someone at the office to do it for me. I'll -- YOu think she could be in danger tonight?
[Laughter at that.] No. I wasn't Fury material. I had friends who were, though. Who are. [Clint. Peter. Nat, turning up in his room, refusing to put SHIELD at risk because it mattered more than she did. It didn't. Peter, caught between his mentor and an agency who profited but rebuked that mentorship. God, how Matthew hated governmental agencies without checks and balances. He was Fury's worse nightmare, if they both didn't hate other politicians more than each other.] Question authority, Kate. question systems even when you're part of them. It's our civic duty. We owe it to our friends. To our family. To our country. Nobody is without question.
And nobody is swept under the rug.
[A lilting laugh. A teasing tone. Nat, putting on Frank Sinatra's My Way. 'Let us dance to such a future, my devil.
I'd rather fight for the future that is.
A fighting dance then, as our compromise.']
Heather wouldn't be insulted. She has a best friend, too.
Marci left Hogarth. 'cause she's not as terrible as she likes to claim. She's with Sackow and Fitz now. That big media firm.
[Repping vapid children online and the occasional real artist and industry mogul. Marci had accrued clients in the visual arts scene over the years, while widening her market to include anyone who claimed to be an artist and had the money to buy her talents. She wasn't afraid to indulge petty claims, but she did also uphold standards. She didn't violate the law. She didn't allow for people to be crushed who shouldn't be. Marci wanted to manage petty arguments between equally rich people, not stomp on the rights of poor artists.
She didn't want to enter the realm of criminal law at all.
But she wouldn't stop opening her big mouth if she saw such violations.]
[Even though Matt's explanation had taken a turn Kate had not seen coming, she could almost read through the lines. After all, Kate was certain that she knew at least a couple of those friends Matt was mentioning. Perhaps, one of them all too well.] Well, considering the Mayor and I are not exactly seeing each other eye-to-eye at the moment, I think there's a good chance I'll be following your advice in the future.
[Before Matt could mention the name of the firm, Kate looked frantically around his things for a pen and paper. She did find a pencil, but the only paper around was one of the books she figured must be Heather's.]
Sorry, you said..? Sacrow and Fitz, right? [She checked, scribbling the name and waiting for Matt to confirm.]
Okay, I know we do cover the security in a few museums and even more galleries, I can call someone to check and figure who Marci represents. Where do you want to go after that? Do you want me to reach out to her and warn her?
Yeah. For better or worse you can let her know she can reach out to me if she has questions. But it feels like I should do a check in with her, for Foggy's sake if nothing else.
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Un peu de français. And some español también.
The dad of one of my friends kept saying that and it always stuck with me. I only understood why once I grew up and in a way, I find it even more meaningful now. [She pauses.] But yeah, not sure if I have that kinda strenght.
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Not bad, not bad.
I think for me it's that I'm too stubborn to want to embrace that wisdom. I don't want to think there are problems I can't solve.
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Thanks. I'll bow next time I see you. But, what about you?
See? That's the thing. Sometimes a girl just needs a good rant and you guys jump straight into trying to find a solution. [Hey, she can try and joke too to light up the mood.]
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I'm fluent in Spanish and German, conversational in French, and know a bit of Russian. To be fair, languages come fairly easily for me.
I am entirely that person who had to learn to ask 'do you want me to listen or offer solutions' in those moments.
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... [Suddenly, at the other side of the line, Kate's jaw dropped.] You're shitting me. Really?? Don't tell me you also beat me to sign language, because I'd believe that coming from you.
At least you're aware. That's way more than what most dudes can proudly say.
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I did not beat you to sign language, if you feel compelled to rush and learn it first. I vaguely remember the finger movements to sign my first name, and how to sign 'agree' and 'disagree' but that's about it.
I've had it pointed out to me. Not just by women, either. Foggy would tell me that he just wanted me to agree something sucks sometimes.
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I learned a couple of things with Clint and, even if he says he's fine with his hearing aid? He's not. That thing is not always reliable in the middle of a fight.
See? Foggy was totally the GOAT!
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Can you imagine if my abilities were in the fritz and he lost his hearing aid? Would the blind be leading the deaf or the deaf be leading the blind?
He was most definitely in touch with his feelings and not afraid to indulge them.
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And that's why you two dorks need me. Just cross your fingers so that life doens't play us a cruel joke and I lose my voice.
Or to sing at the top of his lungs and show off some moves.
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Blind, deaf, and mute. We'll have the whole set and rely on Lucky with our lives.
He was so insulted that I didn't know most musicals when I met him. He made it his life mission to teach me how to love them.
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Are you aware that Lucky has just the one eye? All three of us, depending on a single eye that gets distracted with treats.
How long did it take him before you joined that cult?
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Kate, I would trust Lucky no matter what. He could lead me into the nearest Italian deli and I'd be fine with that. We'd share a sub. It'll be great.
... he took me to a grunge Jesus Christ Superstar workshop our freshman year right before winter break. I bought him a copy of the Bible for Christmas with relevant passages noted in it. We never stopped debating and seeing shows ever since.
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But no. No, she genuinelly worries and wants to help. And Matt is aware of it.]
Hey, that's why we make such great partners. You ground me and I push you to think big.
With Lucky in control you really think he'd settle for only a sub? Oh, no, buddy. Don't let that cold and adorable nose deceive you, he has some extra tricks under those furry sleeves.
Let me guess, you were on the honeymoon period by then? Because otherwise those sound like really passive-aggressive gifts.
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Blasphemous. His tricks are just for the greater good. He can do no wrong. When he eats my peanut butter, he's just telling me I didn't store it right.
I was just pointing out all the historical inaccuracies and the colonial misrepresentations in the depiction while also acknowledging the progressive take on certain social issues! I wrote those notes in the Bible out of love and for the love of discourse. ... you think it was a shit gift?
He never told me it was a shit gift. I thought he liked it.
[Matt lovingly giving ranting but well annotated notes in books and thinking people wanted them is a thing he has a long history of doing. Books were so scarce growing up, and even though people can't read the same books he does, they can read his typed up notes on them? He has to rethink some gifts he's given Heather now on books with mental health in them.]
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Yeah, right. He made me fall for it for a long while. You know what I ended up with? A vet that called the shit out of me and a drawer full of dog appropriate treats now.
[Kate hummed as Matt explained with more details what his gift for Foggy had been during their first shared holidays. And in all honesty? It was very fitting and kinda cute. In a religious nerdy way.]
I'm not saying it was a shit gift! Don't put words in my mouth! Just wondering if you were over your hating each other awful period. Because if he took you to some Jesus Christ Superstar workshop and your gift was only the source to educate him... That gift can have very different meanings depending on the intent. [A beat.] Of course, in your case, you were only being a sweet dork.
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I just have to make him homecooked treats that are gentle on his tummy. I'm not calling him out, I'm making my own peanut butter.
... we were getting along at that point. I thought it was a nice gift. He could read it over break and we could discuss when he got back.
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Wait, you think it's possible to make him some sort of homecooked doggie friendly pizza?
Honestly, the more I hear about you guys, the more I realize you were cursed with heterosexuality.
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... it's possible. I just dehydrated the tomato, didn't add salt, and didn't cure the meat when I baked the biscuits.
Ha, cute. There's nothing about being friends that falls short. Even if Marci was A Choice over being single.
... oh fuck, Kate. Marci.
She reps a lot of the art and museum boards. She won't go for Vanessa. Do you know anyone who is repped by her firm? If I reach out she's gonna gut me. She won't be pro-Fisk, though. Marci is a demon but she is not that sort of demon. Foggy would want...
I didn't think to check on Marci.
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... I don't know how you manage it, but you make dog bicuits sounds freaking incredible.
Hey! Don't get me wrong, Heather and you are super cute, but you guys were total husbands material and -- [And she can tell Matt's sudden silence means something.
Matt's sudden rant about Marci and Vanessa doesn't make sense straight away. That is, until she remembers what Matt said about Fisk's wife being behind the hit. Suddenly, it all feels so obvious.]
Shit! Shit, okay, huh... Do you remember the name of her firm? I can't get check here, but I can get someone at the office to do it for me. I'll -- YOu think she could be in danger tonight?
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And nobody is swept under the rug.
[A lilting laugh. A teasing tone. Nat, putting on Frank Sinatra's My Way. 'Let us dance to such a future, my devil.
I'd rather fight for the future that is.
A fighting dance then, as our compromise.']
Heather wouldn't be insulted. She has a best friend, too.
Marci left Hogarth. 'cause she's not as terrible as she likes to claim. She's with Sackow and Fitz now. That big media firm.
[Repping vapid children online and the occasional real artist and industry mogul. Marci had accrued clients in the visual arts scene over the years, while widening her market to include anyone who claimed to be an artist and had the money to buy her talents. She wasn't afraid to indulge petty claims, but she did also uphold standards. She didn't violate the law. She didn't allow for people to be crushed who shouldn't be. Marci wanted to manage petty arguments between equally rich people, not stomp on the rights of poor artists.
She didn't want to enter the realm of criminal law at all.
But she wouldn't stop opening her big mouth if she saw such violations.]
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[Before Matt could mention the name of the firm, Kate looked frantically around his things for a pen and paper. She did find a pencil, but the only paper around was one of the books she figured must be Heather's.]
Sorry, you said..? Sacrow and Fitz, right? [She checked, scribbling the name and waiting for Matt to confirm.]
Okay, I know we do cover the security in a few museums and even more galleries, I can call someone to check and figure who Marci represents. Where do you want to go after that? Do you want me to reach out to her and warn her?
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[Not only did they owe it to Foggy, they owed it to anyone who might be exposed to the Fisks and their violence.]
Okay, I'm gonna get someone to check on this and I'll try to contact her. I'll keep you updated or -- How long before you make it here?
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