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WHO: May Parker and Matt Murdock
WHERE: Matt's apartment
WHEN: Backdated to late Tuesday night.
WARNINGS: Family drama
SUMMARY: After discovering another branch of the Spider-family, May has a point to pick with the Devil side.
FORMAT: Para to start, then whatever.
She’d started out with the full intention of finding someone, anyone to pick a fight with. There had to be someone, somewhere in the City committing a crime…
Except she wasn’t in costume. May sat on the roof of the building for a long while, fists clenched and pressed against her face. How could he? How dare he. All this time, her own family…where had he been? How could Ben Reilly’s own son…
Had dad known? Was this just another item on the long list of things the Parker’s had decided to hide from their daughter? Uncle Ben. ‘Some cousin of Aunt May, like a cousin to me.’ Yeah. right. He’d lied right to her, her own father, just like he had a thousand times before, and, lucky, lucky her, Reilly was here to pick up the family tradition! Keeping her totally in the dark until the worst happened and he had no choice but to come clean. Like dad and her powers manifesting, the jerk couldn’t tell her until Ben appeared and there was no where left to hide. He’d known, he’d know all along and…
And he wasn’t the only one who had. May pulled her hands down, staring up at the sky for a moment as the thought occurred. Reilly had said Matt said the same thing. Had he just told Matt tonight, too? Had…
May was off before the thought had a chance to finish. She knew where Matt lived, even if she’d never really stopped by before. Here was hoping he was in instead of just the Black Widow, and that they didn’t have a shoot on sight policy for late night window knockers yet.
WHERE: Matt's apartment
WHEN: Backdated to late Tuesday night.
WARNINGS: Family drama
SUMMARY: After discovering another branch of the Spider-family, May has a point to pick with the Devil side.
FORMAT: Para to start, then whatever.
She’d started out with the full intention of finding someone, anyone to pick a fight with. There had to be someone, somewhere in the City committing a crime…
Except she wasn’t in costume. May sat on the roof of the building for a long while, fists clenched and pressed against her face. How could he? How dare he. All this time, her own family…where had he been? How could Ben Reilly’s own son…
Had dad known? Was this just another item on the long list of things the Parker’s had decided to hide from their daughter? Uncle Ben. ‘Some cousin of Aunt May, like a cousin to me.’ Yeah. right. He’d lied right to her, her own father, just like he had a thousand times before, and, lucky, lucky her, Reilly was here to pick up the family tradition! Keeping her totally in the dark until the worst happened and he had no choice but to come clean. Like dad and her powers manifesting, the jerk couldn’t tell her until Ben appeared and there was no where left to hide. He’d known, he’d know all along and…
And he wasn’t the only one who had. May pulled her hands down, staring up at the sky for a moment as the thought occurred. Reilly had said Matt said the same thing. Had he just told Matt tonight, too? Had…
May was off before the thought had a chance to finish. She knew where Matt lived, even if she’d never really stopped by before. Here was hoping he was in instead of just the Black Widow, and that they didn’t have a shoot on sight policy for late night window knockers yet.