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Enigma ~The Riddler's Daughter ([info]_enigma) wrote in [info]wariscoming,
@ 2012-11-26 22:48:00

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Who: Enigma and Bruce Banner
What: Performing medicine
Where: The city of Lawrence
When: Evening, monday night
Rating: TBD - Probably mid-high



Enigma watched out the window as the van drove towards the compound, pulling her hat from her head and tucking her braids up into it again, before replacing the hat on her head. She was grateful, to be given the chance, especially after Jacen's words on the forum. She needed to do something, and while she could be out there, fighting, it was something she wanted to avoid, to bury that part of her.

The less she was around violence, the less inclined she was to perform it.

She pressed her face against the glass of the window as they approached the building that was her destination, eying the silhouette of a man, taking him in, cataloging the details she could see before leaning back as the van pulled up to a stop next to Bruce, the door opening. She blinked, looking at him, before scrambling to zip up her hoodie, blushing. “Right, that Doctor Banner.” She gave him a weak smile. “I swear I'm not this stupid normally.” The smile fell and she face palmed, sighing heavily.


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[info]monsterdoc
2012-11-28 05:50 am UTC (link)
Bruce nodded and settled back in the van.

"Me too. If we do, it'll mean the regular authorities and the main heroes out there are overstepped, and that will mean things are going even more to hell than normal."

He sighed. "We can patrol off and on during this mess, or with others. And in the meantime, you are welcome to stay at the Compound, if you don't have a home. The main building is off limits, home to a limited few, but the rest if being opened to those who need someplace to be with a large number of defenders."

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[info]_enigma
2012-11-28 06:10 am UTC (link)
"Thanks, but I have a place and why take up room that another person can use," she said, smiling at him. She nodded at his words, watching the street outside for a moment before looking at him again. “Tell me something about yourself, Doctor Banner...anything. I mean, obviously I've...read about you,” she stated, thinking of the t shirt hiding under her hoodie. “But reading isn't the same, and if something goes wrong out here...I want to know something about the man I died with. So...anything, favorite food, music...memory?”

It was a game she and Duela played on long, cold nights, when they were stuck waiting. Waiting on rooftops, in alleys, in ropes...waiting for death. For action...for anything to pull them out of their miserable existences and back into the world of bright lights and noise.

”Tell me a secret....tell me a story...tell me a thought...”

Tell me anything so that I don't have to think about where we are and what we're doing, so that I can still call you my best friend after you stab me in the back....so that I have something to say at your funeral when we bury you never to the other heroes/villains/teenagers idiots....so that I can know you...so that I can grieve for you...so that I can love you.

She blinked away the memories of Duela's laughter and smiling face, rubbing absently at her chest over her heart, where it still hurt. Duela had died such a short time ago, and Enigma hadn't even bothered to stop long enough to care...until now.

“I'm sorry, that was probably too personal to ask, I shouldn't...sorry.”

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