Who: Enigma [OPEN] What: Finding Asaph's gift When: Christmas Morning Where: Her apartment Rating: PG
Enigma ran her fingers lovingly over the gold cane in her hand, a tear sliding down her cheek. She knew this cane, hell, everyone in Gotham knew this cane. Every knick, ever scratch...she knew each moment they came from.
She clutched it tightly, feeling the warmth in it, pretending it came just from her father's side, rather then whatever Asaph had done with it, the tears streaming faster down her cheeks.
She had dreamed of owning this cane for years, of course, those dreams usually started with her father's approval and retirement, him handing the cane to her, rather then it being stolen in a bizarre fake holiday attempt.
But holding it here in her hands...she really didn't care. She would make her father proud of her and earn the cane, and until then...it was time to put a few more knicks on it.