unheard screams;

           the city never ⊰ sleeps ⊱ and that makesｔｗｏ [ ιndιe мaya lopez rp accoυnт ] [ pleaѕe read rυleѕ & aвoυт ]

[redcladnerd-moved-deactivated20]

"Well, we could easily have Alfred accommodate for that, and give you a lift. But in this case I would personally see to it that you were given safe passage back home. Regardless of what he says or thinks."

[echxed-blog]

  { Σ }—;; A grin tugged at her lips as she watched him, laughing before finishing the champagne.  “How very noble of you. In that case ---- here,” Maya quickly finished her drink before handing the glass back to him, glancing around. "Thankfully, I've done this before..." She trailed off, letting herself fall to the ground as she feigned feeling unwell.

[redcladnerd-moved-deactivated20]

"People? They matter not, however Bruce himself may not take to kindly to that, he is very vigilant, eyes always wide open at these things…"

[echxed-blog]

  { Σ }—;; "Let's say I suddenly started to get very dizzy, and just so happen to collapse in the next few seconds. What would he say to you kindly offering to take me home after I assure everyone that I'm just not feeling very well?” 

[redcladnerd-moved-deactivated20]

Tim shift, swapping the glass of champagne into his left hand and offer the other. “Tim Drake, well Wayne tonight. My father Bruce is sponsoring this event.”

[echxed-blog]

  { Σ }—;; “Wayne, huh?” Now that had most certainly caught her off guard. Maya smiled, taking the offered hand with her own. “I guess since this is technically your event, people wouldn't look at leaving in the middle of it as very... professional, would they?” 

[roleplaycommunity]

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[scarredsparrow-deactivated20140]

                                                                    “People don’t just vanish into thin air. There’s a trick somewhere.”

[echxed-blog]

       { Σ }—;; “Neat trick. It's definitely got me fooled.”

[dxnvers-deactivated20190126]

                             ”——— are you going to believe me if I say no?”

[echxed-blog]

       { Σ }—;; “Depends, I think saying yes is in my best interest.                        But no really seems the more likely of the two choices.”

[arrowslinger]

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[arrowslinger]

Maya Lopez. Echo. Former Ronin, former fellow Avenger… and Clint’s ex-lover. Several exes removed, but still. 

"Well if it ain’t good ol’ Maya. 

     Got two seconds’ta get over here, girlie,      or this hug’s comin’ for you.” 

[echxed-blog]

{ Σ }—;; “Surprise, surprise.”

                    [ With how long she'd heard nothing of him,                        Maya assumed there'd be no seeing him again.

                                                It seemed she'd been wrong. ]  

          “Well, I guess the hug is coming for me.”

[chxrgebxlt]

"Yeah, you could say that. It’s a very long story, though." He replied, reaching over his shoulder and grabbing for the gun he had strapped to his back. "We need to find a way out of here without being seen."

[echxed-blog]

{ Σ }—;; "Uh huh." She pursed her lips, her gaze following the street before eyeing the weapon in his hold suspiciously. Her fingers moved towards the gun she herself carried, lips pressed in a thin line. "That's easier said than done ---- the sewers? It's the fastest way."

[wandaawilson]

        Wanda does not look up from Smith she doesn’t need to she knows they aren’t alone anymore. She senses whoever it is coming before they even hit the ground and even if she hasn’t, Smith starts wriggling all  excited like. As though he actually might survive this as though Wanda would let that happen.

                                                   ”Oh I don’t know. Cleaning                                                     that blood is someone’s job.                                          I like to think I’m doing the public a favor.”

        And Wanda totally is doing the public a favor, taking out human trash like this made the world a better place. He shouldn’t get to walk around free ruining people’s lives, bullying families and by extension hurting kids. Kids. She presses the knife against Smith’s neck hard enough to break the skin and he starts whimpering again. Had he ever stopped?

                                “Look I know you hero types hate murder                                                  But you just gotta make an exception for this scum bag!”

         Wanda kind of wants to be a hero one of he good guys bu its so restricting. She isn’t allowed to kill him just makes sure he gets taken to court. Tried for months time he could use to keep being he piece of shit he is and event hen its not guaranteed he gets put away. Any number of things can go wrong ensuring his freedom.

                                               ”You seem like a really sweet kid                                                     and I wanna be good y’know                                          but if you get in my way I will have to hurt you.”

        Wanda says firmly and she means it too. She isn’t about to let this guy live, no way in hell. She had given him a chance to change, one chance is all he got its all he deserved. He repaid that kindness by burning someones house to the ground with a kid still inside. By extension Wanda had killed that kid to so Smith here had to pay for it.

[echxed-blog]

            She wants to tell herself that she doesn't see the logic in what the other woman's doing. If you're going to hurt someone, hurt the people that deserve it. And he does deserve it, Maya isn't stupid ---- she's seen his face, and she think she knows exactly what kind of trash he is.

                                         No, she knows what kind of trash he is.

            Let her kill him, Maya, her mind tells her. Because it isn't like she's a saint herself. But Maya isn't going to let this man die, this man who's just as disgusting as her 'father'; the man who claimed to give her everything but actually took everything from her. Getting rid of one won't make a difference, not when there's another waiting to take his place.

                                       "Taking a guilty life won't make you any better.                                          A life is a life, even his. You'll just be stooping                                         down to his level if you do this. Be the decent                                         human being here, the smart one."

                                                                    Death is a mercy.

                       Death is a mercy. 

                                             D  e  a  t  h    i  s    a    m  e  r  c  y.

                               ”He's wanted, isn't he? One of the dozens in                                  this city. You kill him, you turn him into just                                   another victim. Let him live his life as the                                  piece of trash that we both know him to be.”

               It's a long shot but it's something. Maya isn't going to fight this woman, not when she knows that the other woman will likely find another criminal undeserving of life to take out. She wants to get her to see that killing the scum isn't necessarily the answer.

               He does need to pay for any crime that he's ever committed but if anyone's going to be made to pay it isn't going to be like this; not with blood on someone's hands and one less life in this harsh world. Not when the punishment is just as horrifying as the crime itself. Not when Maya knows that she can save his life. Every life is precious; at least, what's what she was taught.

                                                     "I can't let you kill him."

[starkmademan]

+4 have entered the tower

[starkmademan]

"It shouldn’t….smart and busy go together very well."

[echxed-blog]

"Really now? I'm guessing arrogant has a place in there too, seeing as all three fit you quite well."

[redcladnerd-moved-deactivated20]

"Oh my, this ‘last one’ sounds rather entertaining as you said… Who was the host at this prior event that you speak of?" Tim turn, reaching behind himself to grab two champagne flutes from a tray circulating the floor and offer one to the woman.

[echxed-blog]

  { Σ }—;; “It was quite entertaining, yes. My guardian was actually the host, Wilson Fisk. But this took place in New York -- so, the change of scenery is great.” She chuckled, gratefully taking the champagne and taking a sip; pursing her lips in thought. "Sorry, I didn't get your name." 

[redcladnerd-moved-deactivated20]

"Right? These things are the worst…” Tim state coming up aside the woman who he’d heard speaking about the event his family was responsible for hosting.

[echxed-blog]

  { Σ }—;; Maya laughed, inclining her head towards the newcomer. “So much for quality entertainment. But I guess I can't complain, nobody's shot at the rich people so far. One thing I hope both this one and the last one don't have in common.”

[scarredsparrow-deactivated20140]

                                                                    “Did that guy just… do what?”

[echxed-blog]

       { Σ }—;; “I think he literally vanished into thin air.”

[echxed-blog]

imnotdrmidnite

  { Σ }—;; “And here I thought the last charity event was a total bore."

[peterquill]

[echxed-blog]

Daredevil/Echo: Vision Quest

- a standalone miniseries for Maya Lopez, dubbed ‘Echo’, as she attempts to make sense of her life after an encounter with Matt Murdock/Daredevil. Art and story by David Mack

(collects Daredevil #51-55)

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[starkmademan]

+4 have entered the tower

"No…really, I’m busy."

[echxed-blog]

"Somehow, that doesn't really surprise me, Mr. Stark."

[moremachinethansoldier-deactiva]

  ❝Я не попали ничего лучше, чтобы сделать.❞ He admitted softly, looking down at the bottle in his hand before taking another swig. ❝Кроме того, у меня нет вещей, чтобы украденные.❞   

[echxed-blog]

     ❝ Это не звучит как много веселья. ❞ Her hand reached out, gently taking the bottle from his hands and taking a sip before placing it next to him once more. ❝ Похоже, вам нужен терапевт. Или по крайней мере ---- друг? ❞