WHO: NORMAN OSBORN and ANGELICA EINSTÜRZEN
WHERE: Angelica's workspace (Norman's lab?)
WHEN: Friday; 10/29/10
WARNINGS: Creeper scientists!
SUMMARY: Norman and Angelica talk shop. Big things are on the horizon.
FORMAT: Para.
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say a prayer, say a prayer )
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One, two seconds ticked by. Finally, the good doctor let her unblinking gaze find Norman. She smiled in greeting. It was a polite, pleasant smile that was only slightly off somehow, in a way that was unplaceable by most. Maybe it was cruelty.
"Mister Osborn. How nice of you to visit," Angelica replied, "I am never too busy to speak with my gracious benefactor."
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His eyes moved to hers. "How nice to hear. I trust all is well down here, mm? I have yet to hear a complaint. Though I don't want you feeling shy should you be in want of anything."
He kept his tone amicable, though there was certainly a hint of suspicion and curiosity hidden beneath the charm.
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"Be in want of anything? I can't imagine what I would need." There was something sly about the mild way she said that though. Something calculating. A light pause, then almost as an afterthought, she amended, "Ah, well. Actually, I suppose there is one little thing, Mister Osborn."
Angelica moved to a set of drawers, pulling from them a neat little file. Inside were photographs of what appeared to be a series of abandoned buildings, just outside the city limit. A few leafs of associated paperwork were also tucked in. She offered this file to Norman.
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"What do we have here?" He almost murmured, image after image. When he had seen them all, he closed the file and directed his gaze back to Angelica, first to her table, then her hands, then her eyes.
"A project of yours?"
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