Someone's trying to disturb the placid, quiet desperation that is Gotham City, and seems to be manipulating the rogues of Gotham to do it
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After a moment or two at the door, it opened seemingly of it's own accord. Large vines scattered to the walls, creating a path that the Riddler could walk down. At the end of the path was Ivy, mixing colourful chemicals at a lab table.
"Mr. Nygma. This is certainly a surprise." Her voice was cool as she spoke, not taking her eyes off her work.
"But I have never been given to rely entirely upon the observations of others. It is interesting that you've guessed my purpose here, though. So it was Black Mask who shot you?"
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"Mr. Nygma. This is certainly a surprise." Her voice was cool as she spoke, not taking her eyes off her work.
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He steps towards her - not too close, and puts on a small smile.
"You're looking well for a woman who recently took a bullet."
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She set the beakers in her hands down on the table, and turned to face her guest with her arms crossed over her chest.
"You're here for answers? Don't you believe your partner?"
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Nygma smiles.
"But I have never been given to rely entirely upon the observations of others. It is interesting that you've guessed my purpose here, though. So it was Black Mask who shot you?"
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