Enigma ~The Riddler's Daughter (_enigma) wrote in newalliance, @ 2016-04-30 14:31:00 |
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Who: Enigma and NPC!Jervis (Closed)
What: Plotting plots
Where: Abandoned Factory, NYC
When: April 30th
"Do you have it?"
Jervis reached into his coat pocket, carefully holding out the wrapped drinking glass he had stolen from Edward. Smiling, Enigma reached out a gloved hand, accepting the package.
She carefully unwrapped the glass, holding it up to the moonlight struggling through the grimy window next to her, her smile widening into a manic grin as brown eyes rested on the several, clear fingerprints against the glass. "Beautiful."
Jervis cleared his throat, rocking slightly on his heels.
"Oh, right," Enigma muttered, fishing around in her pack for the roll of money, vaguely throwing it at him as she tenderly re-wrapped the glass, being extra careful not to smudge a single print.
Jervis bent, scooping the roll of money from the ground, idly fingering it before making it vanish under his hat. "Why do you want that glass anyway?"
"None of your concern," she snapped shortly, packing the glass into her waist pack before looking at him, eyes narrowed. "One word, Hatter..."
"Ah yes, the threats," he said, rolling his eye. "No worries, my Queen, not a single line." He gave a mock bow, shoving his hands into his pockets as he headed for the door. "Not a line."
Enigma watched the man leave, fingering the mace in her pack until Jervis' shadow faded from the doorway. She shook her head, zipping her pack and opening the window, eager to be far away before pausing, her brain catching up with what Jervis called her.
"Oy!" She called, leaning out the factory window, looking down at the street just as Jervis appeared. "Which Queen?!"
Jervis simply waved, whistling as he walked down the street.