Who: Edward Nigma, Leopold Fitz and Jemma Simmons When: February 8th, 2014, after this Where: SHIELD building What: Consulting Detective and Agents Rating: PG-13?
Effie's body was now being transported to a lab, with Edward Nigma stalking along behind it, cane clutched in his hand. He was in a foul mood after being rendered unconscious and given a black eye by the Dark Knight, and had his dark green bowler hat pulled down low over his eyes. Low mutterings could be heard as he passed by agents of SHIELD, some turning to stare after him.
"....Damned brute, completely uncalled for! Sticking my neck out for the entirety of this population, offering up my services and my brilliant mind, and this how such an asset is treated?!" The cart carrying the body stopped as they were cleared to enter the lab, and a guard approached Nigma, looking him over. "ID?"
Eddie fixed him with a malevolent glare, and when he spoke, it was through gritted teeth. "Edward Nigma, Private Detective, you ungulate in kevlar. Surely, your Madame Director has informed you that I would be coming, and how valuable I am to this ENTIRE operation!" The guard didn't look impressed by Eddie's venom, but let him pass, and the cart.
"Idiots!" Eddie barked as he stormed into the lab. "I am surrounded by idiots that cannot FATHOM a brilliant mind when it is offered up to them!" He yanked off his coat, and tossed it, his hat and cane in rapid succession at one of the cart drivers.
Eddie spotted a pair of lab techs who he assumed were in charge, and marched over. "I have been informed that I need to give blood and a tissue sample." Taking off the coat revealed a pair of dark green suspenders, a tie of the same color and a white shirt, which he was now rolling up a sleeve. "Let's get this over with."