In which Matt Murdock makes an appearence
"Aw, come on guys, don't beat up blind guys," Tony wasn't usually one for dealing with street crime, but he wasn't going to ignore the three guys beating up a blind guy. The three men dropped the blind guy, who let out a grown.
"Okay suit, you have 30 seconds to turn around and mind your own business," One of the men growled. Tony frowned; it dawned on him that he was in fact in a suit, and not a metal one.
"You should probably go," The blind man spoke up. Tony shifted nervously. He could take three guys... right?
As it turned out Tony could not take three guys. Half way through his ass beating the blind jumped in and kicked far more ass than Tony thought humanly possible. Tony flopped down leaning against the alley wall. The blind man slumped down next to him. The three men lay in a whimpering heap.
"You know I had that under control before you showed up," The man said with a bit of an edge to his voice.
"Yeah, I could tell," Tony scoffed and wiped his bloody nose. The blind man chuckled a little and stuck out his hand.
"Matt."
Tony took it, "I'm Tony."
"Stark?"
"How'd you guess?" Tony asked surprised. Although he shouldn't have been to surprise considering he had just watched the dude beat the shit out of three thugs.
"I recognized your voice."
"Cool," Tony coughed a little.
"You okay?" Matt asked cocking his head slightly.
"Yeah, I'm great," Tony confirmed, and stood up pulling Matt after him, "How did you do all that?"
"It's complicated," Matt shrugged. Tony eyed him up and down.
"Well if you ever want to uncomplicate things give me a call," Tony handed him one of his cards. He was very happy he had decided to have some printed with both normal fought and braille.
"Thanks," Matt smiled awkwardly, "Also that was nice of you to step in. The distraction helped."
Tony chuckled a little and the two men parted ways.