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Oct 18, 2011 22:30

WHO: osreborn and bedeviledspider
WHERE: Manhattan, Norman's Penthouse.
WHEN: Tuesday Night.
WARNINGS: Perhaps a little violence. We'll see.
SUMMARY: Reilly decides to check up on an old enemy.
FORMAT: Action.

( you say we're not responsible, but we are )

norman osborn | the green goblin, reilly tyne | darkdevil

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osreborn October 19 2011, 08:20:54 UTC

[ It was an expansive apartment; Norman had been upstairs, but alerted to the intruder's presence immediately. Not just because of his heavy security... there was a distinct sour smell that tinted the air.

He headed downstairs, following the sound of a voice and narrowing his eyes and he turned the hallway corner. ]

I have my doubts that you broke into my home to express your throes of grief of my behalf. What are you really doing here? [ Ninja... boy... ] Besides courting trouble.

bedeviledspider October 19 2011, 18:24:27 UTC

[ He leaned against the wall, the outline of a smile still visible under his mask, not particularly deterred by the narrowing of Norman's eyes. ]

Oh, now now. It's not fair of you to assume! Although, with a disposition like yours, it's not surprising you'd have more enemies than friends.

[ Serious now. All traces of joviality gone. ] I was hoping you'd answer a question for me. Why was Dietech attacked? What did you do this time?

osreborn October 19 2011, 21:59:03 UTC

[ Norman raised his eyebrow, his nose wrinkling slightly. He crossed his arms, eyes carefully fixed on the man before him. When his voice became more serious was when a smirk began to cross Norman's lips. ]

Me? I didn't do a thing. Maybe Dietech's made itself some enemies that you don't know about. Why would I be responsible?

bedeviledspider October 22 2011, 18:26:22 UTC

[ He crossed his arms, the smirk on his lips transforming into a grim, frustrated scowl. ]

I realize the outfit may have you confused, but don't mistake for me a moron.

Am I supposed to believe it's a coincidence that a company you had shares in, that did Research and Development for your corporation, just "happened" to go boom? Or, among all ther other things that you've forgotten, did the knowledge that you're a man with many enemies somehow escape that terribly coiffed cranium of yours?

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