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[personal profile] agoodname 2019-06-26 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[......Oswald frowns a bit at that, glancing over at him] No, that's no trouble.

[....] Are you alright?
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[personal profile] agoodname 2019-06-26 03:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[.......that's not suspicious at all. Oswald frowns as he watches him go, then glances over at the halloween decorations. What...???]
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[personal profile] agoodname 2019-06-26 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[It'll be about eight minutes before Oswald shows up, this time laden with a couple of grocery bags. It took him a minute or two to find Edward, after quickly and impatiently going through check out, wondering how long he should wait to give Edward the time he needs or to step in or...???

Really there were a lot of variables. But he's here now, for better or for worse.]


Edward?
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[personal profile] agoodname 2019-06-26 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
It's fine. [this...is not the place for this conversation. He'll wait until they get home.] Shall we head home?
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[personal profile] agoodname 2019-06-26 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you. [he'll let Edward take one of them--it makes it easier for him to manage with his cane, anyway, so he'll relinquish one, but certainly not both before moving to flag down a taxi.

though he's...keeping an eye on Edward. that was rather strange]
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[personal profile] agoodname 2019-06-26 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's fine, that he isn't saying much. But Oswald can't really let go of that thing with the Halloween decorations. That was....rather peculiar. And it really seemed distressful.

He's debating whether to just come out and ask about it when they get home, or....if he should do more research.

It feels like an instinct to try for the latter, rather than the former. He is used to doing his own sort of investigating, after all. Though whether he'd find anything is really unlikely.]
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[personal profile] agoodname 2019-06-26 04:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[he is, in fact. Edward seems quieter most of the evening, so the next day at work he'll use his break time to do some research--going into the archives, looking into Edward's records and such. Places he's been before, homes he's had...just skimming for any kind of clue.]
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[personal profile] agoodname 2019-06-26 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[His jaw is clenched, hard, knuckles white on the mouse so much that it cracks ominously under his fingers--before he lets it go. And sucks in a breath, before trying ot see what more he can find on that Halloween incident]
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[personal profile] agoodname 2019-06-26 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[......after all that, Oswald sits back, and folds his arms across his chest. There's a part of him that wants to throw things--tear apart something, hurt these people that hurt Edward, make them pay--and to that end, he writes down those names, a short list, tucking it away for another time. Right now, he needs to focus on that Halloween incident. Whatever it is, it's was obviously pretty bad. And what with said holiday actually coming up, he'll need to be prepared, somehow, for whatever follows.

He erases his browser history, removes the cookies, any evidence he can...and then pushes to his feet, reaching for his cane. He needs to prepare a few things.]
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[personal profile] agoodname 2019-06-26 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oswald presses his lips together at that...and just...sends him a text message]

Let me know when you're on your way home and I'll heat up some dinner.

[and he'll just start cooking. Because there's not much else to do for that but wait.]
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[personal profile] agoodname 2019-06-26 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Great--he shifts his cooking time just a bit, turns down the heat so it should be ready just as Edward gets back]
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[personal profile] agoodname 2019-06-26 04:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, impeccable timing. [Oswald peeks his head out from the kitchen] I've just--[and he trails off, seeing Edward holding the back of his head]

--are you alright?