Eddie (i_puzzle) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2012-11-29 08:07:00 |
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Current mood: | amused |
Entry tags: | edward nigma, jonathan crane |
A trip to the nut house...(Crane)
Eddie had left Enigma sitting at the diner, done with that conversation which had turned out mostly to be a waste of his time. He figured that maybe she had changed, become more in tune to his ways, but she hadn't and she would only get in the way of his plans, like she used to. It was like no time had passed between them at all in the time she had gone to the time he had arrived and they were just picking up from where they had left off. However, despite how much he was torn between his hate for her and the fact that he loved her because they were kin, he knew she could be useful as far as assets and another pair of hands. He would get Jonathan's opinion. Jonathan meant so much to Eddie, that Edward took everything he said to heart, and if he ran something diabolical by his friend and Jonathan didn't like it, they tweaked it or scrapped it and moved on to the next thing. Jonathan was probably the only person, as well, that had a place reserved in Eddie's heart.
He didn't need Enigma to help him get around, for now he could just walk where he needed to go. Eventually, Eddie found Arkham, the unmistakable building he knew all too well, and that brought a grin to his face. The fact that it was bordering night time didn't concern Eddie in the least, nor did the fact that the head of the asylum might be buried in paperwork. God knew Jonathan didn't have much of a life, so Eddie wasn't worried wether or not he was going to be interrupting anything, Eddie was far too important to be kept waiting by frivolous things.
Eddie ascended the small staircase up front on the outside of the building and let himself into the facility, came thudding against the ground as he walked into the lobby, and up to reception, using his sweet talking ability to get the receptionist to tell him where Crane was hiding himself. He thanked her, voice smooth, almost purring at her, before making his was to the door that was supposed to contain his oldest friend.
He stopped outside the door, and lifted the cane up, knocking softly at the door itself, wondering if Jonathan would be happy to see him. It was possible. Who wasn't happy to see him? Even Enigma had been and Eddie had tried to kill her.
Patiently, he waited.