WHO: EDDIE NYGMA and OPEN.
WHERE: All over the City, just tag in your position.
WHEN: Between October 25, 2011 and October 29th, 2011.
WARNINGS: Will edit... In case... Well.
SUMMARY: I'm sure there's someone who wants to hit him, or something.
FORMAT: Tagger's choice.
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He glanced at Jon's accompanying trench, noting the very slight bulge within it. A man of Jon's thin frame made it easier to detect subtle bumps along the way, small inconsistencies. So small. Most people wouldn't even blink an eye.
"Odd time to do a little shopping, don't you think?"
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His eyes followed Jon's glance at the newspaper in hand. His smirk widened.
"These rags. I love it when you act quaint, Jonathan, it's really quite darling." Eddie fluttered over the story he had thumbed -- his own. "Oh, you know how it is. We're always cleaning up each others' messes, aren't we?"
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Smoke.
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He adjusted his tie.
"Desire."
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Desire has gold eyes that can capture any person with just a glance, and tonight is no exception.
"I hope you haven't been ignoring me."
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"I've been trying to," he said. It was never any use, lying to Desire. It was never anything other than a promise of pain. "And various distractions have proved helpful, to an extent." He kept his ground, those few precious feet from the lamppost. It could have been miles or millimeters, it wouldn't have mattered.
He wondered if he still smelled of its peaches.
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And she had just finished purchasing everything required for her costume, exiting a particularly fancy boutique with the fishnets secured in a bag. As she reached into her coat pocket for her music player, something, a heavy feeling in her gut, told her to look back up.
She did, and any warm feelings she had dissipated rather quickly, as if they were never there in the first place.
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Gotham socialites deserved nothing less, wasn't that right?
"Ms. Kane." An emphasis on her surname gushed from his smile. "Looks like we've finally run into each other."
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"It's as if it were fate itself." She said coolly.
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"Is it?" His tone matched his face. "I was hoping we'd make acquaintance in person."
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Eddie quickened his step, urging his pace. He wanted to meet with her.
"My dear," he said, measuring in a face paces back. "How fortuitous."
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"What a pleasant surprise," she commented casually, eyelids lowering as they always did. "Keeping out of trouble, I hope."
Any sort of stern gaze that he had caught her with upon spotting her appears to have disappeared.
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"Oh? And is my personal well-being a hot topic of concern?" He asked her teasingly, gently. "I can't help but be flattered. Such attention from such an elegant source is very flattering, after all."
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Which meant lots of work, and lots of the bossman coming in, which was what Wednesday was like, wherein Mitch didn't even knock before striding into Edward's office, one hand holding his Blackberry, the other holding onto a thick sheaf of papers.
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Edward Nygma was a busy man.
"A door commonly used for knocking. I could have been in the middle of something salacious!"
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"Sorry, I'm trying to get everything done that I can. I have some reports for you to look over," and he pauses, and even flashes a small grin, "unless that book of yours is that engrossing."
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"Which are priority? Or have they all something to do with the doomsday approaching?"
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