Juliet says, "Hey, it's Romeo, you nearly gave me a heart attack"

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Who: Yagami Light [killswithapen] and Deathstroke [terminates]
When: Wednesday 30th March
Where: Outside Edgeworth's place via. wherever they go from there. The bank? Coffee?
Summary: Light was suspicious that Edgeworth had something planned for him so he brought his bodyguard along. Time to talk business?
Warnings: PG-13, will up to R if necessary.

Comments

I only just saw this darn it :|a

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He'd been watching.

For all that his presence was practically invisible to most in Siren's Port, news of Yaha's capture and the circumstances involved hadn't been long in reaching his ears. Black Mask was on the run now, too, and though they did have a favorable rapport, it was the kind of mess he would sooner leave to the other man than help him clean it up.

And then there was Light, his sometime target, now employer -- everything seemed to be coming apart at once. Why else would he call the man he at one point threatened to turn in?

Waiting patiently, keep a weather eye on the lookout for anything suspicious, Slade mostly kept out of sight. He'd grown less fond of day job over the years, preferring to work in uniform, but this was not one of those times. Instead, he wore a disguise, keeping it casual so as not to draw attention. The eyepatch, he knew, had a tendency to draw some stares

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His 'enemies'. The term drew his mouth into thin, slanted line. The Titans -- so far, only Raven had showed up, but she wasn't the one from his world or particularly worth his time and effort. Not that he particularly cared about the Titans of his own world, in general. Their clashes had never exactly be personal, except on the surface. For the most part, anyway.

"He's Batman's more than mine." Or anyone else's for that matter.

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"Batman's. You say it like the man belongs to him. But Batman's just a man, like the name says. Like anyone else. What makes him so special?" A pause, and then more intensely. "How can the Joker be so fixated upon him?"

Perhaps the same way that Light could be fixated upon L.

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"Because he's everything Joker isn't."

A very simplistic answer to a very complex issue, but delving much deeper into Batman and Joker's bizarre 'relationship' wasn't really something he cared enough to do. 'Opposites attract' was really the simplest way to put it.

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Light nodded. There was no need to linger on questions that this guy clearly was in no position to answer. In which case:

"It's only fair to let you ask me questions too. You're only here because you're curious; let's face it. It's not like you really need the money." They were finally back at the campus, and Light paused at the double doors, turning to face the other man deliberately. "So ask already."

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He gave Light a bemused look. Offering to answer questions -- how magnanimous of him.

"You haven't asked about me."

Likewise, Slade wouldn't ask about Light. Granted, there were plenty of things he could learn for himself just by watching the network; in all honestly, though, he wasn't overly curious about the answers. It was an interesting way to spend his time, more so than the bounties he usually brought in, so that in itself was a fair trade.

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Ah, touche. He inclined his head in understanding.

"I could. I don't know anything about you."

But he didn't say he would, either. It was...unimportant. Not part of their arrangement. He opened the door. "I'll fetch your money. Do you want to come up with me or wait here?"

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"I'll wait."

He trusted Light to deliver that which he was owed. Apart from that, he had no business in Light's living space; they understood each other well enough.

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It took at most five minutes to make it upstairs and back, and returning with a brightly coloured envelope - a birthday card envelope, obviously - with the payment inside, he held it back from the other man, tilting his head thoughtfully.

"You said you wouldn't take a job against me. That still stands, right?"

He had to be sure.

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He took the envelope without comment and tucked it in his jacket pocket. He knew Light wouldn't cheat him so he wasn't concerned about checking it.

"It does."

And he meant it.

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"Alright." A nod, and he folds his arms. Business completed, but then he just stands and watches, waits for Slade to either say something else or leave.

[terminates]

His job completed, Slade spared the young man a brief, if ironic smile before turning to leave. Overall, not a terrible way to spend the evening.

There was no telling when he'd hear from Light again, but undoubtedly, it would be interesting.