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Enigma ~The Riddler's Daughter ([info]_enigma) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2012-07-08 20:56:00

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Entry tags:enigma, maximum ride

Who: Enigma (Open)
What: Scouting and relaxing
Where: 50 stories in the air
When: July 8th, 2012
Rating: Low more then likely



Enigma curled her leg tighter around the rope holding her up, relying on her muscles rather then the harness and safety rope he had left on the roof of the building she was dangling from.

She was in her work clothes, her long golden cane strapped to her thigh along with the mask she hadn't bothered to put on, gravity wanting to force the heavy metal to smack her in her face, though she ignored the sensation, trusting the elastic around her legs to keep herself from the same fate as too many of her victims.

She stretched her arms over her head, groaning in pleasure as her back popped, her muscles stretching and releasing the tensions of the day. It was rare she got a chance to simply...hang around, Gotham too full of distractions and work to simply enjoy life. Not to mention too many heroes and vigilantes grappling around, eager to tackle anyone with a giant green question mark on them, even if they weren't getting into trouble.

Sighing, she dragged her mind away from the pleasures of dangling so high above the ground, lowering the binoculars to her eyes, watching the bank across the street, mentally counting out the minutes as she watched the guards move around, memorizing their movements.



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[info]_enigma
2012-07-12 06:47 am UTC (link)
"I could be wrong, but I'm pretty sure I don't care," Enigma said with a grin. "And you'd be amazed at what people could do with fake wings," she added.

Okay, so Batman usually glided, not flew, but still.

"That's cool, I am sadly all human...as far as I know." She glanced below her before nodding to the roof of the building. "Let's head up a bit, I don't want someone to report seeing me here after I break in, would defeat the purpose of trying to be sneaky," she said, before starting to climb back up, assisted by the small set of wheel she attached to the rope above her that was sort of dragging her back up.

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[info]leaderoftheflck
2012-07-13 06:57 am UTC (link)
Max agreed and flew up to the roof where she landed and sat down on the edge as she waited for Enigma to climb up. "What makes you think that I won't report you?" Max asked, raising her brows slightly when Enigma had reached the roof as well. "I mean, you don't even know me. I could know one of the cops personally or something. Or could even be a superhero and have come here to stop you."

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[info]_enigma
2012-07-14 03:58 am UTC (link)
"Again, what makes you think I care?" Enigma said, pulling herself onto the roof before grinning at Max. "Cops don't scare me, honey...in fact, most things don't."

She leaned over the edge of the roof, pulling up her rope. "And if you were going to, you would have already." She added, coiling the rope and wrapping it around her cane.

"How old are you?"

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[info]leaderoftheflck
2012-07-14 07:36 pm UTC (link)
"So, you're fearless? I liked to think that I was fearless too, but then once you end up running for your life, you realize that no one is fearless." Max hated thinking about their time running from The Erasers and The School, but it was a part of her past that she couldn't change and honestly, it had made her a stronger person because of it. For example, if this girl decided to attack her just now, Max was sure that she could take her no problem. "How old do you think I am?" Max knew that she looked a little older than fifteen and she assumed that had to do with the genetic slicing that had been done to her and The Flock.

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[info]_enigma
2012-07-14 10:14 pm UTC (link)
"I never said fearless, and been there, done that. This isn't my first rodeo, honey." Enigma said, taking a seat and pulling her bag closer to her, retrieving a bottle of juice. "I'd say about fourteen," she said with a shrug, answering the question about age.

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