Bruce had less than a second to get the hell out of the way when he saw Eddie's hand on the detonator. His eyes widened- but his body was already moving even faster than his head could. Immediately, he leaped backwards, feet leaving the ground entirely as he throws himself away from the explosion. At the same time, he turns around, half in mid-air, squeezing his eyes tightly shut.
The explosion threw him several feet, and he managed to land well enough to roll away from it. His back felt like it was on fire, and there was a sharp cut on his temple from the debris that flew from the explosion that was starting to bleed. He missed his cowl more than ever, especially since it would've hidden the snarl on his face. Eddie was going to pay for this. There were burns on his thighs and back, and that was on top of the claw-marks that Brock had inflicted.
Goddamn.
Bruce got up immediately, heading for the other stairs - since this one was obviously impassable, and running as fast as he could upwards. Then, he rushed to the stairs that Eddie was most likely using- waiting to ambush him.
Screwed was right. If he was going to use a spider metaphor - and indulge in an irony he didn't know about - he would say that Eddie was like a fly who had just flown into his web. It made him smile - a deadly, sharp-edged smile, not at all humourous. Instead, it was the smile an executioner would give right before he put your head on the guillotine. If he was so kind.
Then, he reached out and grabbed Eddie by his coat lapels. Immediately, he swung around and threw the man against the wall - hard enough that his head would meet the thing heavily. And he was still smiling, his persona was entirely that of Batman's- all that was missing was his cowl.
"I think I promised to put your head through the wall," he said, conversationally. Then, he pulled Eddie forward just a little, and shoved him until his face was facing the very thing.
"It is," he said blandly, and smacked Eddie's face against the wall one more time. The thud of the impact echoed around them. Bruce paused for a moment, looking at the man who was entirely at his mercy. Riddler had always depended more on his wits and equipment than physical strength, which was why it generally ended like this.
He sighed quietly. Really, even when affected, Eddie acted almost the same. Still as annoying as ever. It would be an interesting study to see how far the changes go, but right now, Bruce didn't have the time.
Grabbing a tighter hold on Eddie's collar, he turned around and started dragging the man down the stairs. At least he was grabbing him by the neck and not the feet - like this, the way down would be easier. Same bumps, but less impact.
Bruce had less than a second to get the hell out of the way when he saw Eddie's hand on the detonator. His eyes widened- but his body was already moving even faster than his head could. Immediately, he leaped backwards, feet leaving the ground entirely as he throws himself away from the explosion. At the same time, he turns around, half in mid-air, squeezing his eyes tightly shut.
The explosion threw him several feet, and he managed to land well enough to roll away from it. His back felt like it was on fire, and there was a sharp cut on his temple from the debris that flew from the explosion that was starting to bleed. He missed his cowl more than ever, especially since it would've hidden the snarl on his face. Eddie was going to pay for this. There were burns on his thighs and back, and that was on top of the claw-marks that Brock had inflicted.
Goddamn.
Bruce got up immediately, heading for the other stairs - since this one was obviously impassable, and running as fast as he could upwards. Then, he rushed to the stairs that Eddie was most likely using- waiting to ambush him.
Reply
(The comment has been removed)
Then, he reached out and grabbed Eddie by his coat lapels. Immediately, he swung around and threw the man against the wall - hard enough that his head would meet the thing heavily. And he was still smiling, his persona was entirely that of Batman's- all that was missing was his cowl.
"I think I promised to put your head through the wall," he said, conversationally. Then, he pulled Eddie forward just a little, and shoved him until his face was facing the very thing.
"Time to live up to it."
Smack. Once.
Reply
(The comment has been removed)
He sighed quietly. Really, even when affected, Eddie acted almost the same. Still as annoying as ever. It would be an interesting study to see how far the changes go, but right now, Bruce didn't have the time.
Grabbing a tighter hold on Eddie's collar, he turned around and started dragging the man down the stairs. At least he was grabbing him by the neck and not the feet - like this, the way down would be easier. Same bumps, but less impact.
Yes, Eddie, he was dragging you to Zero.
Reply
Leave a comment