just dark corners.

karen page, secretary && part-time journalist. ❝ cowards die many times before their death, the valiant never taste of death but once. ❞

[notwhateveryonesees]

“Quite the view, isn’t it?”

[exposesthose]

“It’s nice up here. Quiet.   — This is cheesy, but I like to come here to think.”

[dailykaredevil]

[Caption: Two gifs of Karen Page from the waist up. She’s wearing a green blouse and her hair down. She slightly throws her head back as she laughs with a bright smile.]

[clairerockwell-blog]

Claire steps in, eyes widening a bit as she takes in the full state of Nelson and Murdock. No wonder Foggy was agreeable to being put on retainer, a huge portion of what she paid him probably went to rent here.

“You must be Ms. Page. Or is it alright if I call you Karen?” she asks, extending a hand to the blonde woman. “I’m Claire, Claire Rockwell, Foggy works with my charity?”

[exposesthose]

“Karen’s fine,” Karen stands and maneuvers around her desk. Her steps are careful and paced; damn these heels, she has to move faster than this. She stops short in front of the woman --- Claire, she now knows --- grasping her hand and shaking it. (She briefly remembers her father telling her years and years ago that a firm handshake is the best first impression she can make.)

“I... think he’s mentioned it before. Are you here for a meeting?”

[hailophelia-deactivated20170912]

[That’s better.]

A friend of a friend, let’s say.  [lips twist into a practiced, aloof smile]  I have been hoping I’d get to meet you.

[exposesthose]

     [ A needle of anger pokes through the alarm in her gut, and Karen suddenly realizes something vile: she isn’t as sneaky as she has to be, and someone gave her away... Someone she knows? Betrayal has a bitter, acidic taste on her tongue. ]

     Who the hell told you about me?

[theavengers]

Marvel’s Daredevil character artwork

[theavacadoflaw-blog]

Foggy laughs as Karen hits his shoulder and he rolls his eyes. “See now, I’m real sorry for that but look at me!” He gestures to himself. “I’m delicious, so how can they resist me?” 

He takes her arm as they walk out, and smiled. It was nice to spend time with Karen after so much happening at the offices. The talks of vigilantes having to register, and then perhaps mutants and other humans who have superhuman powers had given him more than a few nights of restless sleep and he knows an ulser is gonna come out of this. 

He fears for Matt. He knows when the time comes, his friend will have to choose. 

He just hopes that Matt chooses right. Whatever that is. 

“I needed this,” He comments, walking down the familiar yellow lighted streets of Hell’s Kitchen. “It’s been more than a hell of a week.” 

[exposesthose]

“Of course you are --- just keep your fangirls away from me, please.” Karen grins, looks down at her feet, then back up at him.

She’s quiet as they stroll down the street. It’s late in the year and the sun’s getting tired by now: it already began to set, although it was still early in the evening, and shadows were stretching out on the ground, gripping onto edges and ridges for just a little while longer.

She tilts her head when he begins to speak again, and adds, “It sure has been. I just...” she pauses to pick out the phrase she’s looking for, “Need something to go right. You know what I mean? I need a little luck. And they don’t call alcohol “liquid luck” for nothing.”

[batwan-deactivated20220318]

Women of Daredevil ➝ Karen Page

[akaherosandwich]

Huh.  Interesting definition of heroism.  Especially when heroes are coming under fire lately.

[She leans forward to look at the recorder when it’s procured from her bag.  An eyebrow quirks.  If there was anything she didn’t want to answer, Jess didn’t have to consent to it.  She could make a statement on the tape, if it got to that.]

What motivated me?  I mean, besides the need to make a barely-livable wage in this city.  [She snorts derisively.]

I have… a very specific skill set.  I’m not terribly qualified for most other forms of employment for reasons I will keep my own, but with what knowledge I do have, if you are willing to call it knowledge, I found that I was able to direct my resources towards investigative work.

I’m good at snooping, meddling, and prying, particularly.  And there just happen to be people out there that need that sort of thing.

[exposesthose]

You mean the Accords mess? [ Karen knows enough about registration from news clips that come on every morning at the breakfast diner she eats at every day; enough to know that it is a mess. ]

I guess things aren’t looking too good for heroes right now --- not the powered ones, at least.

[ Come on, Page. Don’t get distracted; chit-chat later. ]

I can understand that. Sort of a “I’m doing what I can with what I have” situation?

[ She jots down a few of her own notes, and crosses off the first question. The smooth cut of her ink across paper is always satisfying. ]

But what when it’s not so clear? I’m sure you’ve had your fair share of, uh... “morally dubious” cases. How do you handle those? When should you draw the line --- when do you?

[clairerockwell-blog]

exposesthose·

Manolo Blahnik pumps clicked down the hall as the Yale graduate approached the door to the office with the plaque reading Nelson & Murdock. The blue of her Burberry trench coat popped against the passive beige paint of the walls.

An impeccably manicured hand— apart from a few flecks of glue, the remnants of a school project— knocked on the frosted glass. “Anyone in?” Claire called lightly.

[exposesthose]

Karen’s quiet little bubble is popped by the clicking of heels and she knows her impromptu break is over: okay, time to get to work. She sets her coffee mug down on her desk — a driblet slips from the edge, coloring the dark wood even darker — and she straightens her spine.

“In here,” she calls out, “Come on in.”

[hailophelia-deactivated20170912]

[a hum of acknowledgement, a single brow rising steadily toward her hairline]

— I don’t believe I’ve ever seen an officer of the law appear so much like a cat burglar, Miss Page.

[exposesthose]

     [ Karen stops short. There’s a ringing silence in her ears and a pounding that echoes through her chest --- for a moment, she thinks the woman couldn’t have said anything and that she must have imagined it. ]

     What — How... Who are you?

[mrchandlerbings]

[exposesthose]

@theavacadoflaw

[exposesthose]

is foggy like a brother to you?

He’s the closest thing I have to a brother nowadays; my real brother’s been long gone for a while now. We’re definitely close… but I don’t think he knows everything about me. Not the deep, dark stuff — that’s probably for the better, though.

[exposesthose]

what is your real opinion of frank and the choices he's made?

I think... I think I can understand why he does what he does. Maybe I wouldn’t do the same thing, in his place, but it makes sense to me. The world’s given him some terrible, terrible shit to swim through, and he’s doing what he thinks he has to to keep his head up.

He isn’t the monster that people think he is.

[exposesthose]

Have you met the girl foggy is kinda seeing?

Only briefly. It’s, uh, actually kind of a funny story… But I like her. She’s seems nice, I think she’d be good for him.

[kastlenetwork]

Karen Page is announced for The Punisher series.

[matthewmurduck]

[exposesthose]

so, why DID you decide to interview jessica?

Truthfully?

I think it takes guts to do what she does. Or at least a lot of resilience. She — she must have to deal with some of the worst people in Hell’s Kitchen, but she still does it somehow. I, uh… I don’t know what that says about her, exactly, but she’s clearly dedicated. I think it says that she cares at least a little, under that stony exterior.