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Enigma ~The Riddler's Daughter (_enigma) wrote in wariscoming,

“Right, wouldn't want that,” she said, staring at the building, praying she wasn't about to be caught out in her lies. She followed him, more then willing to let him take the lead in things, blinking at at his words, but easily recovering, not wanting anything to look out of place.

“Bannertech?” She asked once the cop was out of earshot, curious. At his order, she nodded and knelt next to her victim, pulling out the device that was similar to what he had held, pressing the button and scanning the woman's body with it. “I've got a head injury with no broken bones and a sprained ankle...I'm going to guess from running in stilettos without practice,” Enigma said, as the scanner finished. “Wow, easy words. You have the coolest toys. Want me to wrap the ankle?"