Dec 06, 2010 16:25
[Edward's at work when the report goes out about the Joker's escape. Everyone in the office stops to stare at the television in the upper corner of the room where images of Arkham flash across the screen and a reporter gravely covers the events that took place not an hour ago. A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth and he shuts of the computer he'd been working at. Finally something interesting is happening. Nobody notices as he gathers his things and exits the office without a word. They're all too frightened. Idiots.]
[He doesn't bother with the elevator, taking the stairs down four flights and out into the alley behind Wayne Enterprises' tech division. Ever since he'd blazed into the public eye five months ago, Edward's been fascinated by the Joker. The man is the ultimate puzzle. No past, no real name, not even a real face. No clear motivation for the things that he did, other than creating as much mayhem as possible, and no regard at all for the consequences. The Joker was the best kind of mystery. ]
[Except for it's not the Joker, Edward is thinking about now as he strolls out of the lab. It's not the Joker who's been his private project every since a certain vigilante disappeared without a trace. No. He's more of a hobby. His real interest, his ten thousand piece puzzle is the Batman. Or more accurately, the man behind the Batman. And this escape will be the perfect opportunity to discover where he's gone.]
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