Internet cafe

Jul 05, 2005 00:20

Edward (people called him Eddie, but he preferred Edward--more dignity to it) Nigma sat before one of the little internet cafes that had sprung up throughout Gotham, at one of the cluster of tables that had been placed out on the sidewalk. The afternoon air was at just the perfect point between warm and cool, dry and humid, and one of the trees ( Read more... )

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a_pretty_poison July 5 2005, 05:02:21 UTC
A layer of shadow on shadow is his only warning before soft, herb-scented hands cover Edward's eyes and a throaty purr whispers "guess who?" in his ear.

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wrapped_puzzle July 5 2005, 05:21:27 UTC
Edward grins, feigning ignorance. "Hmm... grandma's spice rack? No... Bill, the gardener in my building? Hm, that can't be it. Which only leaves... Pam?"

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a_pretty_poison July 5 2005, 05:23:42 UTC
She uncovers his eyes with a very light whap to the back of his head and a smirk. "Yes, Bill asked me to give his regrets that he won't be able to meet you today, but hopes you'll be home early tonight."

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wrapped_puzzle July 5 2005, 05:30:36 UTC
"Snapdragon," he teases, chuckling. "Won't you join me?"

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