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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎 - the bunch of misfits
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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐏 𝐇𝐀𝐃 made their way back inside rather quickly, Luke and Stick taking the lead as Olivia and Jess hung behind. "You have some explaining to do, the hell happened today?" Olivia questioned the private investigator.
Pulling her to the side, Jessica began to explain everything that the Hale had missed; including how The Hand had found them, how they had demanded they hand Danny over and fought them. Jessica also told Olivia exactly who had caused the mess in the apartment, some woman associated with the Hand, and swords apparently. Olivia had clearly missed a lot; their only, and small lead on the case was dead.
Olivia took a moment to digest the information and allowing herself some time to put names to faces, she of course, knew Luke and Jess. Stick was the old man with a missing hand -she still wanted to know what happened there- Danny was the youngest of the crew with his sword-wielding friend Colleen who very much reminded her of someone back home, and finally Matthew Murdock, the blind lawyer.
Her forehead had begun to hurt from the creasing of her brows, a blind lawyer was Daredevil? She needed a nap. She had obviously heard of Daredevil himself and though she had been curious and knew she would be able to find him; she never did, he was doing a good job, who was she to interfere?
The 'Blind lawyer/Vigilante' had made his way over in the midst of the conversation, taking over for Jessica when the P.I herself got confused at all of the information being spouted.
Olivia nodded slowly, the cogs in her brain turning as fast as they could as she digested the information overload. "So why do they want this kid?"
"I'm not a kid." Danny rolled his eyes before bringing his hand up, studying it intently. "I'm the immortal Iron Fist."
Olivia stared for a moment, her lips slightly parted, before drifting her gaze to Jessica who simply shook her head, telling the girl not to bother questioning it. The Hale girl sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose, hearing Matt laugh low enough that only she could pick it up as she spoke. "Of course you are."
"How did you find us?" Danny questioned; Matt tilted his head as he faced the girls; he too was curious.
Olivia huffed as she opened her coat, revealing Jess's jacket tied around her waist, she pulled it off and held it up. "I followed the smell of alcoholism."
"Funny," Jessica spoke as she snatched the jacket, putting it on.
Danny outright laughed and Matt rose a brow, a ghost of a smile on his lips at the girls bantering. If he was being honest, he was thankful that the newcomer could entertain Jessica, it saved him from her insults at least. Though her words piqued his interest, as did her strength from earlier. "Followed the smell?"
