A spine without a nervous system.

[enigmaestro]

Who: EDWARD NYGMA and YOU.
When: 2/19-2/20, all night hours to the wee morning.
Where: In the City.
Summary: Need an interrogation? Conversation? A little more action? He's a slippery guy, but sometimes things catch up to him.
Warnings: Unlikely, but that's always apt to change.
Format: Whatever you tag in with I'll match, just name the place and

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2 AMish?

[meowminx]

It wasn't really late for Selina, but she was already out of her costume and back in her street clothes, looking to grab a post-patrol drink. It had been a quiet night, the kind that left her a little too wired, a little too restless. Or maybe that was still the lingering doubts she had about Valentine's. And the number who had been ported out lately. And wondering who would be next.

This place was a lot less tolerable when you stopped and though about these things. So she walked the streets and tried to think of something else.

sounds good!

[enigmaestro]

He kept to the shadows, exhausted from the earlier hours. His footsteps softly echoed down the streets, numbly passing other lost souls without a pause of recognition. Smoke billowed from underground manholes, basking the crisp air in a coat of noir fantasy.

He saw Selina down the block, familiar in posture and confidence. Eddie idled, unsure of his commitments; she wasn't an enemy, certainly, but the tense friendship they had was like unsparked dynamite.

She had probably already seen him.

He raised a hand, along with a smile, and called a greeting.

[meowminx]

She doubted there was actual enthusiasm behind Eddie's greeting, but she returned the smile and wave anyway, strolling in his direction.

The fun of the big city. You never knew who you'd run into.

"Eddie," she said in greeting once she was closer. "When did you turn into a night owl?"

[enigmaestro]

"Perhaps I'm falling back into old habits," he said, his low murmur met with a casual wink. The night air was crisp, awakening. He felt the electrified excitement between two shadowed figures, prowling under those warm city lights and bustling sounds.

Or maybe that was just the feel of old habits, too.

"But honestly, I'm just enjoying the atmosphere." Eddie leaned closer, moving away from the few stranglers strolling by. "There's a strange comfort to the noise, don't you think?"

[meowminx]

"Things sound different in the dark," she replied with a bit of a smirk of her own as he leaned in. Eddie wasn't really one she associated with the night scene. Too many bright colors. But it seemed he was capable of appreciating at the very least.

"Headed anywhere in particular?" The curiosity kicked in, of course. Nygma had the tendency to inspire it more than most.

[enigmaestro]

"Scooping out the usual bar scene," he said. It wasn't untrue, even if it wasn't the height of his motivation. Eddie wanted some time out, in the shadows. It cleared his anxieties.

"Have any recommendations? Or are you on a hunt, yourself?"

[meowminx]

"I always have recommendations." She didn't know every single bar in the City, but she knew most of the ones worth knowing. "Looking for anything in particular?"

The bars she went to pick a fight weren't the same ones she went to enjoy a really good scotch or some quality jazz, of course.