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[edsidlemirth]

It seems Judah's gotten it in his head that it's all right to be rude to his superiors, so Eddie's here to come check out whatever little project this guy thinks he's going to carry out in the warehouse he found for him. What? Of course he has a copy of the keys. He's the one who found the warehouse. Let's see what's here

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[lastchancetorun]

The place isn't really that put together yet, and why would it be? Judah hasn't had it that long.

There are three main areas: the main warehouse, a freezer storage room and an office. The warehouse looks like it's being set up for some sort of lab, and there sure are a whole lot of gas masks on that lab table, aren't there? There are a few boxes, mostly things that Judah is slowly bringing over from his U-Store It. Supplies and powders and liquids.

The freezer storage is empty, except for a deprivation tank and a floor drain.

The office is probably the most put together of the areas, and resembles his clinic quite a bit. There's probably a reason for that.

This is, it should be noted, where Judah is.

[edsidlemirth]

It's not like Eddie thinks he's alone in here, no. He just happens to think him unlocking the door and walking in here is fine. This is why, after examining this main room, with a bit of a curious, disapproving frown, for only a moment or two, he heads for the office.

[lastchancetorun]

Well, Eddie, Judah thinks you can fuck right off. Okay?

In fact, he will demonstrate this by doing a series of things. He will look annoyed at an unwanted visitor's prescence, grab a canister of guess what off of his desk and spray it right in your disapproving face.

He's so RUDE, right? Not even a 'hello, Eddie'.

[edsidlemirth]

It's not that Eddie wasn't prepared for the possibility of that kind of thing. It's that he didn't expect to get a face full of fear gas without having the chance to talk his way out of it, first. I mean, come on, he always makes his CHA check. Worked last time, didn't it?

"Judah, what the..." His arm flies up to shield his mouth and nose.

[edsidlemirth]

So now what? WHAT? He's here against this wall, in the cell? No, Gotham. This is Gotham, stupid. God, anyone could figure that one out.

It's a maze of Gotham. Will he go left, or right? You always turn right. He hits another wall. Tar on the walls, mud on the ground, no way to go, it's a cell. It's a cell and he's drugged

[toaskorinquire]

It takes a while but eventually, someone answers! ... With a perhaps not very encouraging: lol what?

And: boss ur sleepin on ur phone!

[edsidlemirth]

Might she get a coherent response? It takes a while. Or maybe not. Eddie's not really good at judging time right now.

'no carrrie cell ok'

Okay, so there are actual words in that one.

[toaskorinquire]

r u ok? Because she knows he doesn't drink, normally, or do drugs, and even if Eddie says confusing things they usually have a certain rhyme or reason you can at least see just looking at them. Incoherence isn't very Eddie.