There's no helping it. Try as I'd like to keep the smile from my face, it's moved in before I have a chance. (Did I personally know anyone like that? Well, I guess you could say that. Hell, for a while there, I was my only friend, and who am I if not Daredevil, the Man Without Fear? Another year without Daredevil, and I'm still forced to consider that question, no closer to an answer now than I was the day I arrived here, senses deadened.)
With a light touch, I bring her hand over my abdomen, resting her fingers over the lingering scar tissue from a run-in with my old friend Bullseye. Just as carefully, I bring her hand over to another scar, this one courtesy of the Punisher's bullets. Only two of the many marks I carry, not with any sense of pride or sentiment, but necessity. Here, they stand as the only proof I have that my life was more interesting than that of a simple defense attorney.
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There's no helping it. Try as I'd like to keep the smile from my face, it's moved in before I have a chance. (Did I personally know anyone like that? Well, I guess you could say that. Hell, for a while there, I was my only friend, and who am I if not Daredevil, the Man Without Fear? Another year without Daredevil, and I'm still forced to consider that question, no closer to an answer now than I was the day I arrived here, senses deadened.)
With a light touch, I bring her hand over my abdomen, resting her fingers over the lingering scar tissue from a run-in with my old friend Bullseye. Just as carefully, I bring her hand over to another scar, this one courtesy of the Punisher's bullets. Only two of the many marks I carry, not with any sense of pride or sentiment, but necessity. Here, they stand as the only proof I have that my life was more interesting than that of a simple defense attorney.
"You've never wondered where these came from?"