"Oh please, bats, we both know who's the smartest man in the room."
Edward Nygma
"Riddle me this, What is so fragile that just saying its name breaks it?"
Aka
"WAIT WAIT WAIT, LETS TALK ABOUT THI- GAH!"
The Riddler.
"Right right, the bats cant be 'friends' with their criminals...unless their cats....or clowns."
"I'll play cordial, Nygma, but we're not friends."
... Still can't shake the Batman aspect of the job. Instead of doubling down, he smirked.
"... Gotcha."
He states, shaking his hand before releasing it.
"Right?"
"Right right, the bats cant be 'friends' with their criminals...unless their cats....or clowns."
"Ots....fine, trust me, I get being socially awkward."
Rhodonite goes red, quickly clearing his throat.
❝ I- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to stare. ❞
He can't look this guy in the eye. He rubs the back of his neck.
❝ Sorry. ❞
".....yes?"
"Ots....fine, trust me, I get being socially awkward."
".....yes?"
He decides to oh-so-casually stare while waiting for his coffee.
"Ah, good way to start the day."
".....yes?"
"Ah, good way to start the day."
He shouldn't tell this stranger the answers. He moves on, sitting at a nearby table.
Nygma groaned, rubbing his eyes, sipping his coffee as he did his cross word puzzle.
"Ah, good way to start the day."
"Very well. Partners, for a time."
H answered, grinning a bit.
"And I'm giving you just that!! A choice!"
"To put our differences aside for a select amount of time and work together! Partners! A duo! A grand act in the show of life!"
He mumbles, crossing his armsrais8ng a brow at the clown, watching his fingers.
"Very well. Partners, for a time."
H answered, grinning a bit.
He states, shaking his hand before releasing it.
"Right?"
Shaking his hand firmly. Giving it an extra tight squeeze.
"Batman."
...
"Nice to... meet you."
Ed hummed, offering his hand with a smile.
"Riddler."
He states, shaking his hand before releasing it.
"Right?"
He mumbles, crossing his armsrais8ng a brow at the clown, watching his fingers.
"We've had our fair share of excitement, old pal. Fair indeedie!"
"But riddle me this, Riddler, hmm~ What is it that, given one, you’ll have either two or none?"
"You bring something to my life alright, but its rarely ever a 'certain zest'"
He grumbled.
He mumbles, crossing his armsrais8ng a brow at the clown, watching his fingers.
Ed hummed, offering his hand with a smile.
"Riddler."
Terry crossed his arms.
"Alright. Well, maybe we got off to a bad start."
Ed hummed, offering his hand with a smile.
"Riddler."
"What? Have you never seen a cat burglar before?"
Freddy Smithersons
"Oh my gosh, is that catwoman! Oh, im such a big fan, crap and I did my makeup horrible today -"
Aka
"Ugh, this suit is so hard to clean, and you spilled wine on it! Asshole!"
Gotham's Kitty Cat.
"What? Have you never seen a cat burglar before?"
Freddy Smithersons
"Oh my gosh, is that catwoman! Oh, im such a big fan, crap and I did my makeup horrible today -"
Aka
"Ugh, this suit is so hard to clean, and you spilled wine on it! Asshole!"
Gotham's Kitty Cat.
"You bring something to my life alright, but its rarely ever a 'certain zest'"
He grumbled.
"Say! I thought looking down in the mouth was for dentists! HAH! Turn that frown upside-down!"
"Your lucky I even tolerate you!"
"You bring something to my life alright, but its rarely ever a 'certain zest'"
He grumbled.
"Your lucky I even tolerate you!"
"Ohhhh c'mon, Riddles. You can do better than 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭~" The clown taunted, tongue swiping along busted, bleeding lip.
"Child's play!"
Walking off, immediately reaching, and walking back, wiping his mouth, annndddd throwing a punch-
"Your lucky I even tolerate you!"
Walking off, immediately reaching, and walking back, wiping his mouth, annndddd throwing a punch-
"heheh..haha...AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! YOU DRANK IT! OH, THAT'S RICH! OHH YOU REALLY DOWNED IT LIKE NO TOMORR-HOHOHO-OW!! AHAHA!"
"IT WAS — HEHEHE..! SEWER WATER!"
Hacking, sone spitting
"J. What the hell was that?!"
Walking off, immediately reaching, and walking back, wiping his mouth, annndddd throwing a punch-
Hacking, sone spitting
"J. What the hell was that?!"
"Thoughts....????"
And prayers.
He downstairs it quickyl
Hacking, sone spitting
"J. What the hell was that?!"
"Too early...tired."
"Too early...tired."