Enigma ~The Riddler's Daughter (i_riddle) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2012-12-25 19:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | dinah lance, enigma, zz:status complete |
Stacking the Odds (Dinah)
Enigma laid curled in the large bed she and Bruce shared, various monitors and IV's hooked up to her pale, broken body. She was resting, eyes closed but mind spinning rapidly, trying to figure out how to extract herself from the situation without losing everything she held dear to her.
Jack, as much as she hated to admit it, had been right. She couldn't say that the Joker had done this and retain her status (however tainted and tarnished) in The City. Oh there were some, those who knew her true nature she could tell...Bruce and Damon, her father and Crane (though she had a feeling Crane already knew), but those like Erik and Christine...that annoying reporter, Lane...the police...they couldn't know, not without consequence.
So Enigma thought...and plotted...and planned. The brilliant, gifted mind that was a trait all Nigma's shared spinning at a rapid pace, mapping out twists and turns, benefits and risks, and all the while she lay there in her bed at Stark Tower, trying to heal, to move on, trying not to think about a madman's maniacal grin as he tore into her flesh.