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mayfield_logs2012-01-23 03:41 pm
questionauthority) wrote in mayfield_logs2012-01-23 03:41 pm
Entry tags:
After-School Special
Who: The Riddler and Schuldig
What: Some long overdue catching up
Where: Mayfield High
When: Afternoon of Monday, January 23rd, 195X
Warnings: None I can think of? But knowing the two of them, the conversation could take some dark turns.
[Another day, another droning. That's how things always seem to go.
It's not a subject that the Riddler's particularly fond of, but it's one that's plaguing him nearly all day. He's seated behind his desk, fiddling with something mundane while the students of his Ethics class busy themselves with an impromptu in-class essay. Anything to try and get his mind off of...
Wait. The mind. That could be the answer he needs right now.]
Schuldig.
[He doesn't speak the name aloud. Rather, he thinks it. Truth be told, mental conversation still isn't Edward's preferred method of getting into contact with Schuldig. They've had them from time to time in the past, and every once in a while in the fall, Edward had attempted a mental prodding or two as a way of testing whether or not the so-called "Mastermind" was still droned. (Although for all he knew, Schuldig could have just been ignoring him, leading Edward to cease that sort of action altogether.)
But life isn't always convenient. Edward's in the middle of class, can't exactly step out to use the phones, and for that matter? He doesn't really trust the phones for this sort of thing. The last thing he needs is a filtered call turned to failure. Sighing lowly, Edward tries again.]
Schuldig. Are you hearing this?
What: Some long overdue catching up
Where: Mayfield High
When: Afternoon of Monday, January 23rd, 195X
Warnings: None I can think of? But knowing the two of them, the conversation could take some dark turns.
[Another day, another droning. That's how things always seem to go.
It's not a subject that the Riddler's particularly fond of, but it's one that's plaguing him nearly all day. He's seated behind his desk, fiddling with something mundane while the students of his Ethics class busy themselves with an impromptu in-class essay. Anything to try and get his mind off of...
Wait. The mind. That could be the answer he needs right now.]
Schuldig.
[He doesn't speak the name aloud. Rather, he thinks it. Truth be told, mental conversation still isn't Edward's preferred method of getting into contact with Schuldig. They've had them from time to time in the past, and every once in a while in the fall, Edward had attempted a mental prodding or two as a way of testing whether or not the so-called "Mastermind" was still droned. (Although for all he knew, Schuldig could have just been ignoring him, leading Edward to cease that sort of action altogether.)
But life isn't always convenient. Edward's in the middle of class, can't exactly step out to use the phones, and for that matter? He doesn't really trust the phones for this sort of thing. The last thing he needs is a filtered call turned to failure. Sighing lowly, Edward tries again.]
Schuldig. Are you hearing this?