A village gift (Text post AND log) OTA

[clouded_heart]

WHO: Foggy Nelson
WHERE: South Village Inn
WHEN: Jan 10th ish
OPEN TO: OTA
WARNINGS: None at present

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Text post
UN: haventthe

Hey people, Foggy here. I got a couple of those boxes that seem to happen to people and while it's addressed to me, I get the feeling that it's meant for the collective. I've got a bunch of woodworking tools here, including chisels, files, a saw and a hand drill with drill bits.

I'm taking this a hint that they approved of my amateur forays into carpentry and want that to continue, but I want to make sure everyone knows they're welcome to use them. For now, I'm keeping everything at the South Inn, but maybe we can set up one of the houses, or the mill as a workshop at some point.

Even had an idea for making paper from the sawdust and shavings. That's probably going to need experimentation though.

South Village Inn

True to his word, Foggy has set up in the large front room. He's moved a table to a far corner and he's set out the tools, checking them over to see if they're all fine. He does know all these tools, he did high school wood working, but it's been a while.

A long while.

But the main reason for sitting here is so that it's apparent he is here, and the tools are here, and they can work something out for making useful things and teaching people to make useful things.

Comments

[blindninja]

"I do do other things when I'm at home," Matt insists. They might be things that involve getting himself self-sufficient enough that he'll never have to leave the house again, but they still count as important tasks.

"I think you got them for a reason." But this is Matt they're talking about. He's big on gifts, signs and symbolism. "You should make the most of them, or at least find someone who can."

[clouded_heart]

"Exercise broodily? Move around the house while lamenting on this being your penance for that time you took an extra serving when you were eleven? Wait photogenically at the window for your love to return from the war?"

Yes, he's teasing Matt. A lot.

"I don't think God delivered them. I think whoever brought us here gave me the ability they did for a reason, but not the tools."

[blindninja]

Matt would pretend to be offended if he didn't do two out of those three things. As it is he can't help but just laugh at the ribbing. Yeah, that's fair.

"I never said that. I just meant- they could have showed up anywhere else, and you got them."

[clouded_heart]

"Well, I was complaining about a lack of tools when I made your cane." That seems like some sort of logic or connection there. Maybe. "And I'll probably need to make you a couple of spares, because the wood isn't the toughest thing it could be made of. But you can help with those."

[blindninja]

The timing's a little off on that front maybe, but at least they showed up eventually?

"This one you made me will work just fine for a long time yet." Matt hasn't been throwing it around or using it as some sort of weapon. He won't break it anytime soon.

"What's been your strangest request so far?"

[clouded_heart]

"Matt, it's fine, I can make it safe for you to use these things. I can do this... thing. People who arrived wearing this sort of hunter green colour? We can make ourselves sort of armoured? And we can do it to people around us too. I can actually help stop you getting hurt jut by being nearby!"

Which is sort of the fulfilment of a years long wish.

"Nothing strange so far. Though when Bull asked me for a bed, he did basically ask if I wanted to test out the strength of it with him."

[blindninja]

Wouldn't Foggy have liked that power back home in New York? Matt has to laugh at the thought. He's got his own go to hell protective bubble but he hasn't been in enough stress to use it, and he wasn't aware that he can just turn it on and off at his leisure now.

"Wow, Foggy. You're really getting along with the locals," Matt teases with a laugh. "You didn't break his heart, did you?"

[clouded_heart]

Foggy would have fucking loved that power in New York.

"I told him not right now, not while I'm sorting out how I feel about here and Marci and stuff. Also, I suspect he's into a level of BDSM that I'm not sure I am, but that was just a subtext."

And there's Anne. But... he's not discussing that in public.

[blindninja]

"Oh, that's just- too much information, Foggy," Matt replies quickly with an easy laugh. He's not uncomfortable - if anything he's amused that that topic even came up.

"You know um... I'm probably ruining it between you two now, but. You and Marci made for a great couple." If Foggy knows what Matt's saying.

[clouded_heart]

Foggy is quiet for a long moment.

His knees still tap against Matt's, silence reassurance he's there and not going anywhere.

He has so many things he wants to say. He doesn't want to say them. Time, place, circumstance, them...

"I miss her," is what he settles for.

[blindninja]

"Yeah." Matt purses his lips and nods a few times. He understands that sentiment. That simultaneous 'wish you were here with me' but 'I wouldn't wish this fate on anyone' that defines a place like this.

"Not that it'd make you feel any better, but. She's better off back in New York, don't you think?"

[clouded_heart]

"I don't want her here. However much I miss her, I wouldn't want her here." They're city boys but Marci, more than even them, Marci is an urbanite. She would hate this place more than just about anyone else.

"Was Elektra here when you got here?"

[blindninja]

"I think so." She'd actually arrived just after he did, and she has memories of some weird spaceship thing that she didn't tell him about, but Matt doesn't know any of these things. "She bumped into me at the inn when I was having lunch and said she'd picked out a place for us." And Matt, being Matt when Elektra has her hold on him, well. It was 'whatever you want' from there on out.

"This all seems fairly new to her though, not like some of the others who have been here a long time." It doesn't exactly bode well for their chances of going home.

"It'd be nice to think she was here all this time, instead of... buried there. But I don't think she was. It's all... jumbled."

[clouded_heart]

Foggy says nothing about the way Matt surrenders his will and self determination to Elektra every time they get together. Matt's made it clear, it's not his place to get involved.

"Some people have been here a year. Two. I've been here like, a month and a half and I don't know how they do it. And the jumbled time and place and... Frank was somewhere before here, too. He was telling me, this place is much nicer, apparently."

[blindninja]

No one's told Matt about Reims, although occasionally there is the odd thing, like Kamala seems to have some idea of who Matt was even though he'd never met her. He's got more immediate concerns to grapple with which is probably the only reason why he hasn't gone around asking the important questions.

"What about you? Been on any long sabbaticals you haven't told me about?"

[clouded_heart]

"No."

Foggy's life is just not that dramatic.

"Just... living with Marci, basically. Work." Trying to remember how to live with Matt in his life. "Hair cut. That's about the most exciting thing that's happened."

[blindninja]

"Hey. At least you can afford one now, right?" Matt tries to joke. It was rough making ends meet as Nelson and Murdock before Foggy had moved on to bigger and better things, no matter how much they believed in what they were doing. Sometimes it could be argued that Foggy's been able to be a greater help with all the resources at his disposal than anything they could have ever done in their little office.

He misses it though, sometimes. They had been complicated days still, but they still felt like better days.

[clouded_heart]

Foggy snorts. "Yeah, I can afford it. Want to feel? I got it done really short, guy Marci knows... knew."

He sits up a bit more, in case Matt does want to feel how short, though he somewhat doubts it. Still, the offer is there.

[blindninja]

Matt's long past that 'you know what, fuck it' phase so he just shrugs and reaches out. Always careful with his fingers slightly curled so he doesn't stab anyone in the eye or anything, he repositions fairly quickly when he brushes against Foggy's cheek. Up to the temple, and then back to the hair.

Matt looks surprised, eyebrows rising and falling for half a second.

"New chapter in life, new look. I think it suits you."

[clouded_heart]

Foggy sits still and lets Matt sort out where he is and where he wants to go.

"It fit with the firm's image a lot more. I had some really nice suits, turns out I clean up okay in a properly fitted suit, who knew?"

[blindninja]

"As long as you don't lose yourself in the firm," Matt says quietly with a small smile, pulling his hand back to rest it on top of his thigh.

"One of us has to turn out okay." And let's face it, it's not going to be Matt.

[clouded_heart]

Foggy slips with a small bark of laughter.

He's not okay. He's more okay than Matt, but he's not okay and he hasn't been for a while. But Matt doesn't have his stupidly good senses and lying to him is so much easier now.

"Well, we could aim for both of us being okay, but I know how resistant you are to anything like self care."

[blindninja]

There's something a little off about Foggy's laugh, but there's not nearly enough background information for Matt to think anything more of it so he just ducks his head and smiles.

"I'm-... getting there." He didn't think it would matter, taking Daredevil out of his life like this. It kind of does though, out here. He's both completely disoriented and reeling from the losses but at the same time, at peace from having the world taken off his shoulders.

"I think we both are. Even if... this wasn't exactly what we had in mind when we said we wanted to help people."

[clouded_heart]

"I don't know how much I'm helping 'people' here, but I'll settle for you letting me help you." Which he has been, and Foggy appreciates it.

"You seem... happier. I mean, I presume that's Elektra, but before... you didn't seem happy with her. I don't mean that you weren't." He's quick to clarify. "But you seemed more... manic than happy? But now you seem happy. I like it on you."

[blindninja]

If Foggy can get Matt to accept help that may well be his greatest accomplishment yet.

"We had... bigger things to worry about, before. Now we're just worrying about ourselves. The way things used to be, you know." Well, almost. So much has happened since then.

"She's putting up with blind me fairly well. Both of you are, actually." Which is more than Matt can say about himself. "I appreciate it."