[Really, you'd think picking a mark would be easier than this. And yet, Oswald's yet to come across someone who he thinks would take him up on his offer. There are some, yes, but most of them seem like they'd either ignore him, or wouldn't take him seriously. Rather, he would like to pick someone who really seems like they would need something. That way, they'd be less likely to spend a long time thinking it over, and Oswald can finish the contract quickly and move on to the past, and then onto the next mark.
At the moment, he's floating over buildings and in the tops of trees, still looking for some poor sap that looks desperate enough to be a good choice]
[Well, as it so happens, Edward is out and about in the city today. He's not really the type to take a walk or anything, but even he needs to go out and buy essentials sometimes.
...Computer parts, in his case, as it happens. Pretty essential for his work, anyway. So, even if it costs a bit of money, it's a worthwhile investment.
...
So it's... rather unfortunate, then, when he ends up getting mugged before he can actually buy them. That's life in this city and all, but come on.
It's all sorts of embarrassing as he picks himself up a bit and dusts himself off. Seriously...]
Oswald pauses, hovering in the fire escape in an alley as he watches this young man get mugged for a significant amount of money. Perhaps that could be an option...but is he desperate enough yet?
Perhaps he'll follow after him, see if he can get even more desperate. Maybe Oswald can just...nudge him a little further. Or fate will. There's nothing wrong with upping your odds, is there???]
[Oswald almost laughs as the sky opens up and just starts pouring, soaking the young man almost immediately, to Oswald's delight. He keeps it in, though, as he swoops down to follow a bit more closely, darting in and out between the stalls on the street. There are several vendors who are trying to get their wares inside before they get soaked....maybe...
He trys swooping down in front of one of them, blinding them temporarily, causing them to yelp and stumble a bit, possibly into that young man, who might very well crash into that magazine display. G o s h what a twist of fate THAT would be.]
[Well, that... is exactly what happens, in fact. Edward blinks as he feels someone stumbling into him and the next moment it's right onto the magazine display. And then the ground, the next moment.]
Ow--
[What is WITH this day? Mugged, drenched, and on the ground is not what things were supposed to be like, thank you very much.]
Come on...
[He makes sure to rush away before someone makes him help with the display, god forbid. Time to just hurry on home before the day gets even worse.]
[oh, watching this guy go down is just a delight--who knows, maybe he'll step in a large puddle on the way home?? That would just be the cherry on the cake.
Oswald glides after him, weaving in between buildings and vendors and signs, keeping an eye on him, and for just the right time to strike. If he can catch him in a despairing moment, that would be perfect, even]
Oswald must have some lucky star looking out for him today, because the young man ducks into an alley after being splattered by a bunch of street water. It's perfect.
He steps up behind him, floating ominously, slipping in between his shoulder blades.]
Oh~ Such terrible luck today... [it's almost crooned, sympathetic, from behind him] I bet I could make it all better. Tell me what you wish, hm~?
[Edward is just going to bolt right back home. This is entirely too much and, fuck it, he'll just get soaked. He just needs to get home and... sleep. That's fine. He can just... forget this happened.
Sometimes you have a bad day and lose it a little, right?
He stops once he's close by his apartment, just... catching his breath. Too much exercise. And in the pouring rain, too...]
Well. If I'd known you were going to be this touchy about it, I would have waited. [he says, just...popping out of the ground] You're going to be one of those that takes all day to think about it, aren't you?
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At the moment, he's floating over buildings and in the tops of trees, still looking for some poor sap that looks desperate enough to be a good choice]
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...Computer parts, in his case, as it happens. Pretty essential for his work, anyway. So, even if it costs a bit of money, it's a worthwhile investment.
...
So it's... rather unfortunate, then, when he ends up getting mugged before he can actually buy them. That's life in this city and all, but come on.
It's all sorts of embarrassing as he picks himself up a bit and dusts himself off. Seriously...]
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Oswald pauses, hovering in the fire escape in an alley as he watches this young man get mugged for a significant amount of money. Perhaps that could be an option...but is he desperate enough yet?
Perhaps he'll follow after him, see if he can get even more desperate. Maybe Oswald can just...nudge him a little further. Or fate will. There's nothing wrong with upping your odds, is there???]
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He sighs and starts moving. Which is about when it starts raining.]
...Of course.
[Of all the terrible luck...]
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He trys swooping down in front of one of them, blinding them temporarily, causing them to yelp and stumble a bit, possibly into that young man, who might very well crash into that magazine display. G o s h what a twist of fate THAT would be.]
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Ow--
[What is WITH this day? Mugged, drenched, and on the ground is not what things were supposed to be like, thank you very much.]
Come on...
[He makes sure to rush away before someone makes him help with the display, god forbid. Time to just hurry on home before the day gets even worse.]
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Oswald glides after him, weaving in between buildings and vendors and signs, keeping an eye on him, and for just the right time to strike. If he can catch him in a despairing moment, that would be perfect, even]
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The bad (good) news is, a car definitely speeds by and sprays him with water anyway. Sorry, Edward. This is just your day. Sorry, buddy.
He ends up just, hiding out in an alley after a bit, one that's mostly shielded from the rain. He needs to just... wipe his glasses.]
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Oswald must have some lucky star looking out for him today, because the young man ducks into an alley after being splattered by a bunch of street water. It's perfect.
He steps up behind him, floating ominously, slipping in between his shoulder blades.]
Oh~ Such terrible luck today... [it's almost crooned, sympathetic, from behind him] I bet I could make it all better. Tell me what you wish, hm~?
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[He spins around, quickly. But... wh...]
...Don't tell me I'm hearing things, too.
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I-- Sorry, wh...
What?
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1/2
[A... sand sculpture. In an alley. Looks kind of like a Penguin...?
...It's talking.]
No, um. Rather...
2/2
He feels the wall of the alley against his back as he quickly just, takes several steps backwards.]
W-What the hell are you?
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[hhhhhh maybe just takes a few steps to the side.]
Seriously, what... what are you?
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move in a bit closer]
An Imagin~ And I can't help it if the truth sounds ominous to you. [he pouts, folding his arms]
C'mon~ You've had a terrible day, right? I bet I could make it better.
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[he's hallucinating. he hit his head earlier and he's hallucinating.]
I'm just... gonna...
[...and he's gonna just run the fuck out of the alley
B Y E]
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[WHAT NO this is
not how this is supposed to go
HE'LL JUST zip after him
as you do]
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Sometimes you have a bad day and lose it a little, right?
He stops once he's close by his apartment, just... catching his breath. Too much exercise. And in the pouring rain, too...]
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Well. If I'd known you were going to be this touchy about it, I would have waited. [he says, just...popping out of the ground] You're going to be one of those that takes all day to think about it, aren't you?
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What... the hell. [He just. Stares. What does he do with this?] You're... one persistent hallucination.
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