Eater of light, breaker of stars.
WHO: Edward Nygma | Riddler and Norman Osborn | Iron Patriot
WHERE: The Ace of Spades then Norman's clinic.
WHEN: Post-custody claim and during Stark's few hours under Delirium's wrath seen here.
WARNINGS: Everyone is a jerk.
SUMMARY: Eddie has one shot to meet with Osborn before the Iron Big Brother is back to normal. He's going to use it.
FORMAT: Quicklog!
It was really a curious thing. He had been sulking in his new prison quarters, condemned by Stark and apparently the entirety of New York's legal system, when he had caught wind of the most peculiar sounds. Rather disturbing ones. Raving, if you will.
Edward knew that Tony's little sly stunt would earn him the wrath of an Endless. He figured, perhaps later, he would compliment Delirium on her delivery. Rather well timed. But now? Well. Now he heard opportunity knocking.
Screaming, really.
Despite the time being past his ridiculous curfew--how absurd--Edward decided he would take this risk and deal with the consequences later. And, oh, he knew there would be consequences, whenever Tony snapped out of this. But for as long as the technopath was involved, then he was free to carry on with business.
A quick network call and twenty minutes later, he was waiting--clad subtlety without any green--for Norman Osborn.
This chance would not come again.
WHERE: The Ace of Spades then Norman's clinic.
WHEN: Post-custody claim and during Stark's few hours under Delirium's wrath seen here.
WARNINGS: Everyone is a jerk.
SUMMARY: Eddie has one shot to meet with Osborn before the Iron Big Brother is back to normal. He's going to use it.
FORMAT: Quicklog!
It was really a curious thing. He had been sulking in his new prison quarters, condemned by Stark and apparently the entirety of New York's legal system, when he had caught wind of the most peculiar sounds. Rather disturbing ones. Raving, if you will.
Edward knew that Tony's little sly stunt would earn him the wrath of an Endless. He figured, perhaps later, he would compliment Delirium on her delivery. Rather well timed. But now? Well. Now he heard opportunity knocking.
Screaming, really.
Despite the time being past his ridiculous curfew--how absurd--Edward decided he would take this risk and deal with the consequences later. And, oh, he knew there would be consequences, whenever Tony snapped out of this. But for as long as the technopath was involved, then he was free to carry on with business.
A quick network call and twenty minutes later, he was waiting--clad subtlety without any green--for Norman Osborn.
This chance would not come again.