WHO:
swwag and
tastingcolorsWHERE: An alleyway not far from Nygma Manor
WHEN: Friday morning
WARNINGS: Definite violence
SUMMARY: A long-awaited confrontation turns out to be a little less than expected, and happens for a completely different purpose.
FORMAT: Para
She hadn't slept at all that night. There were more pressing matters at the moment.
She was well aware of the strain on her eyes and the bags underneath them, they were from focusing on the same spot for more hours than she'd kept track of at this point. This is something that simply had to be done, and she was the one to do it. But it would take patience. It couldn't be done here, there were too many others to be dealt with. No, she'd have to wait until he was more isolated.
But he was arrogant. Getting him alone would be no chore.
It was almost too easy.
The only regret she had, as she watched from the hidden spot across the street she'd been waiting from all night, is that she wouldn't have opportunity to relish this confrontation as much as she may have otherwise liked. It's true, she would cause as much pain as necessary to Eridan Ampora today, but he wasn't her ultimate goal here.
She had bigger fish to fry.