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Day 49: The Pet Supply Place

Apr 19, 2010 01:33

The bus ride had passed quickly enough, and then the moment of truth had come. The town, rather than being torn to shreds by rioting patients and the crazed undead, was more or less in good order. That was what Harvey had figured when he'd first exited the bus, anyway. His second thought had been that he was glad he had a raincoat. The drizzle was ( Read more... )

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gothamsfuture April 20 2010, 09:04:11 UTC

What was that old saying? From the frying pan into the fire? Or in Terry's case, from elementary bus trips/moral dilemmas into stalking one of the big bads from Wayne's days as Batman. Not that he'd exactly been planning this little sidetrip, but given that Bruce was still missing, and now a guy who looked a lot like Two-Face had shown up? Terry thought it might just be worth a cane-smack to the head if he didn't follow after the guy ( ... )

unheroed April 20 2010, 23:40:45 UTC

After some time had passed, the employee who'd been watching him had lost interest. Not that Harvey really wanted to spend a ton of time in this place, but what he really didn't want was to feel eyes on him all the time. But right as he'd felt like he had the smallest bit of privacy, another patient showed up and started babbling at him.

Worse than that, Harvey could barely follow what the kid was saying. He only half-turned to look at the stranger, with his good side showing. "Boost? What are you talking about?" While a raised tone would have done a better job of showing his annoyance, he really didn't want to attract any attention to himself, and so he had to go for keeping his voice down to a more conspiratorial level. Which didn't mean he felt even the slightest bit of camaraderie with this kid; he hoped it wasn't taken that way.

But yeah, the kid was right. It wasn't his business -- nor did Harvey need any help. He crossed his arms over his chest and moved a few steps away from the leashes, more or less done with them ( ... )

gothamsfuture April 21 2010, 00:04:51 UTC

Okay, so hoping that the villain of the day would decide to open up to some random stranger was probably a bit too optimistic for anyone who had been in the business more than three days. Still, no one could blame Terry for giving it a shot. And more importantly, Two Face hadn't blown him off completely, but just asked for clarification. So it was still a foot in the door--just one that might leave Terry with a few broken toes.

"You know. Boost." Glancing around to see just how closely they were being monitored by the employees, Terry kept up with Two Face as he moved, sticking close enough to keep his voice low. Had to keep up appearances and all. "Steal. Shoplift? Man, I know old guys tend to be out of touch, but you don't look that ancient pops." Yeah, play up the role of the stupid stubborn kid, and hopefully a baddie might try to take him on as a pawn. At least, it was the best (and only) angle Terry could come up with, at the moment.

unheroed April 21 2010, 03:07:02 UTC

Was this kid seriously trying to give him clues about shoplifting the middle of a store? Harvey glared at him, though he knew that it wasn't as effective as it would have been if both of his eyes were showing. Still, it would probably get the job done. He didn't know where "boost" was slang for "steal," but it didn't matter.

"I was just looking," he explained, straightening and raising his tone so that the workers wouldn't think they were up to something. He wasn't going to explain why he was looking, either. "I'm pretty sure most people grabbed the things they wanted last week, anyway." He'd definitely gotten what he'd been looking for, and it was safely stored away under his bed.

It was a shame he wouldn't have been able to get away with bringing the gun here with him, though. If those undead bastards came back, it would have felt satisfying to plant a bullet in the middle of a few of their foreheads. But still... ammunition. Each bullet had to have a purpose.

gothamsfuture April 21 2010, 08:12:08 UTC

Fortunately for Terry, Harvey was being nice about wearing his bandages. Kept him from scaring the populace, and kept his glare from being quite so menacing. After all, there weren't many who could beat the old man when it came to dirty looks. And it was a good thing, because part of the act meant showing some spine. Terry could tell Two Face wanted him gone, but he wasn't going to let that happen ( ... )

unheroed April 21 2010, 09:16:23 UTC

Maybe a few months ago, Harvey would have actually liked this kid. He had a willingness to help that he would have liked to see around Gotham a bit more, for instance. Now, though, after he'd been embittered to the city he'd tried to save, that just wasn't the case. The kid's generosity came across as fake -- and even if it wasn't, it was obnoxious ( ... )

gothamsfuture April 26 2010, 06:35:00 UTC

"Woah, seriously?" Two-Face really wasn't giving anything away, was he. Terry almost wished he had a coin to flip, just to trigger some conversation. But even with Wayne missing, he could hear the old man telling him to suck it up and use what he had. Not that it was working too well so far. "Like with the monsters and everything? That's crazy!"

He'd gotten a little loud at the end, and Terry looked around to make sure he hadn't drawn too much attention. An employee or two had looked over, but they turned away quickly enough when Terry offered a placating wave. He hadn't missed the way they scowled, though.

"So does that stuff happen every week? I've never been here before, and all my--" Pause, look at the staff. A touch of panic just to keep up the act. "Uh. You know. My junk is back at the hospital." Maybe he really would need to put the old skills back into action. Not exactly something Terry would be proud of, but better a bite to the ego than a limb.

unheroed April 26 2010, 07:23:28 UTC

When the kid's voice rose a little too high, high enough to earn some attention from the workers here, Harvey sent him a glare that would have stabbed him in the chest if it could have. It didn't take much to fray at his nerves these days, and this random stranger had been hitting all of the wrong buttons so far. Almost like he was trying ( ... )

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