[another month or so goes by. Oswald gets better and stronger. He can walk on his own now, though he still gets tired from time to time, he's doing better. He's contacted Gabe insofar, and starting to regather some of cash he's stashed away. It's not much, but it's at least something.
However, there is one morning where, when he picks up the paper and is about to start on his coffee, that he almost pinches himself, wondering if he's sleeping.
So, Edward will get a phone picture with a headline about, of all things, The Riddler and his interruption of a GCPD function]
For a moment there I thought I had jumped dimensions. Either that or I'd fallen and hit my head.
I have no idea. Apparently Ed's decided to go on a crime spree for whatever reason. Allegedly, there were other things he did that they attributed to a separate person, but now they've figured out it was him the whole time.
I have no idea if I can. He seems to be enjoying himself.
Well, it certainly does ix-nay the whole Chief of Staff thing. Not that there haven't been Chief of Staff who are criminals, but usually they aren't so public about it.
For now, I'm going to gather what and who I can before I publicly reenter the world. I'll probably have to go find him and talk to him, as well. It's not as though he knows I'm alive.
[...to be honest, part of him is afraid it won't actually matter. To Ed. Which would...sting. A lot.]
that Ed didn't believe him. That he didn't listen. They were friends. Oswald had considered him his best friend, even. And yet all it had taken was a suspiciously pretty face to flush that down the drain.
He doesn't want to kill Ed, exactly...but he doesn't think he can ever really trust him again. And that pulls at him a bit, like an ache.]
[39] - A Strange Reflection
However, there is one morning where, when he picks up the paper and is about to start on his coffee, that he almost pinches himself, wondering if he's sleeping.
So, Edward will get a phone picture with a headline about, of all things, The Riddler and his interruption of a GCPD function]
For a moment there I thought I had jumped dimensions. Either that or I'd fallen and hit my head.
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what the hell
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he can't just
oswald the riddler is MY thing!
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It's not that surprising; it was more a matter of when.
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[OSWALD IT'S UNFAIR OKAY]
ugh
well get him to stop it
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Well, it certainly does ix-nay the whole Chief of Staff thing. Not that there haven't been Chief of Staff who are criminals, but usually they aren't so public about it.
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one piece of paper and he gets to be chief of staff
and here I am, still officially on the run
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Well, so is he, now. The GCPD is looking for him after that whole show there.
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what are you going to do
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[...to be honest, part of him is afraid it won't actually matter. To Ed. Which would...sting. A lot.]
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what are you going to say to him
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[because it still just
hurts
that Ed didn't believe him. That he didn't listen. They were friends. Oswald had considered him his best friend, even. And yet all it had taken was a suspiciously pretty face to flush that down the drain.
He doesn't want to kill Ed, exactly...but he doesn't think he can ever really trust him again. And that pulls at him a bit, like an ache.]
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i'd say you've earned that
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[he's....bitter about this, yes, but really, he feels more sad. Which is painful.
He kind of hates this. He doesn't want to feel that way.]
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let him think about THAT
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He's not being a good conversationalist and he knows it--and he knows he should be as indignant as Edward is. As angry as Edward is.
But for some reason, he can't work up the bluster]
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[you okay there, Oswald?]
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