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trouble EVERY day

Jun 26, 2009 22:25

WHO: Riddler, Rose
WHERE: Some busy street somewhere somehow IT DOESN'T COMPLETELY MATTER
WHEN: FORWARDDATED to 6/28, in the evening
WARNINGS: Rose has a potty mouth and at least one sharp pointy stick that isn't melted at the end still
FORMAT: No

( because smug is exactly what i need when i'm two more missed showers away from Insane Hobo status )

† rose wilson | ravager, edward nygma | riddler, *in progress

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enigmaestro June 27 2009, 06:04:44 UTC

"Pity. I happen to be quite the fan of such games. Though really, I'd term them as intellectual pursuits rather than guessing." A pair of green eyes flickered towards Rose; Eddie was clearly amused. He knew he sparked her curiosity, despite what her aloof demeanor wanted him to think. Why else would she go along with him? It certainly wasn't out of fear; Rose Wilson could maim or paralyze Riddler in less than three seconds. It wasn't out of necessity. Rose undoubtedly had her own life. Edward had made a promise to her and thus kept it. And how often did that happen?

She was definitely intrigued, he reasoned. Good.

Upon hitting the designated street, Edward hailed a cab. The bright lights of the square shone down on the couple, as well as every other being mulling to and fro. Busy time, even at this hour.

"Where have you been, anyway?" The detective inquired as a yellow car slowed before him. Rose was quite the mess, covered in dirt and dried saline deposits. Sweat. Curious. "Haven't seen you over the network recently. For--what?--perhaps a month now? Or nearly so."

ravishravage June 27 2009, 06:15:22 UTC

His remark got an eyeroll out of her, but nothing more. He may have talked like a bad blind date, but he wasn't an idiot. No pointless small talk. Nothing said unless worth saying. Maybe he was actually dangerous beneath all that--wouldn't that be funny. All the more reason to stick around. At least, for the moment.

That last observation got her interest, glancing over her shoulder at him before climbing into the cab. Well, if he was from back home, then, duh, he'd have one of those glorified Blackberries, too. Good guys and bad guys all seemed to get one.

"Twenty-seven days," she replied with a grunt, sliding to the other end of the seat. "And that shouldn't be a big surprise--I hardly used the thing."

The thing she'd 'accidentally' thrown across the room and left to collect dust.

enigmaestro June 28 2009, 03:08:27 UTC

"True," Edward conceded to that point. She wasn't necessarily the social type, was she? For all appearances, at any rate. But it was more than merely her presence, or lack thereof, over the network. Those whom he knew to be her friends and companions had gone silent about Rose's situation. Or, at least, had communicated in channels he was not privy to; which, in itself, was a suspicion worth nothing.

Edward opened the back door for Rose, tilting his head slightly.

After giving directions to the cab driver, he turned his full attention back to Rose. And smiled. "And just where were you?" The question was on repeat. That in itself was telling.

ravishravage June 30 2009, 02:48:50 UTC

"Here and there," came the reply. Casual and vague. Rose sighed, already getting the feeling that question wasn't going to go away until she gave a straight answer. What a pain.

She added, smirking vaguely as she tilted her head away from him. "Nowhere you'd be excited to be, anyway."

... i hadn't seen this in my mailbox i am so, so, so sorry bb enigmaestro July 12 2009, 06:49:12 UTC

"Oh?" Well wasn't that a curious statement? The minx had caught his attention, that was for sure. And she was being ever so coy with her answers, too. Perhaps she knew what kind of man she was dealing with.

Perhaps.

"Next stop over." Edward directed the cab driver, and soon they pulled to a stop.

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