Riddle Me This Gothamites!

Edward Nygma Ask Blog; no particular verse, just Nygma. 

[askenygma]

Want some tea? Might make you feel a little better.

Jervis sighs, staring up at the ceiling

JT: I’m just.. ugh. I need more sleep.

JT: Jon can wake me up in an hour. Or he can’t, I really don’t care anymore. Good night everyone, I’ll be more chipper after a proper, non-manic-episode-induced, sleep.

[askenygma]

There isn’t really good or bad it’s just ya know being human, sometimes we fall and other people ridicule us or we do one thing wrong and it upsets a ton of people, what matters is being with people that care about you and will take care of you if so needed! -wonderland anon

Jervis looks down, sighing. The look in his eyes is a somber one

JT: That’s... hard. Those who I care for are very little.. and with everything I do?

JT: Life has to be more than just.. being some.. burden.

[askenygma]

Oh no no no, there will be none of that talk. We would miss you. You are missable.

Jervis sighs

JT: It’s just.. hard. Especially after.. episodes..

JT: Can you blame me for wanting to hate myself? One drop of a hat and I’m going manic.. to a degree that hurts others that shouldn’t be hurt.

JT: It’s just one of those things I’ll get better with, with time, I think at least.. I haven’t accepted what I am like other rogues. And it’s not like I can press a button or step a pedal. God, I wish there were a pedal.

[askenygma]

Rogues are allowed to have people that care about them, even if the GCPD would probably prefer otherwise. All of you are still human. Or most are anyways. *Offers a tissue*

Jervis chuckles

JT: I suppose, just..

JT: God, look at me! I’m a villain! A robber, a rogue, the mad h..

Jervis closes his eyes and grimaces before finishing his thought

JT: Sure I have my reasons, but... It’s still hard.. I’m still a bit fresh to all this. Compared to others. I contemplate being good or bad.

JT: And it doesn’t help I’ve already got a name to myself..

[askenygma]

I'd miss you if something happened!

Jervis snorts

JT: Please, you mustn’t go that far.. I’m barely on my way to decent, much less missable.

[askenygma]

We love ya Jervis you’re family! -wonderland anon

JT: I-I’m..

JT: I’m..

Jervis slides his hands from his face to curl into his hair. His face is covered in tears and he’s laughing again. His smile is shaky as his voice cracks.

JT: Good god, if anyone else were to see me now.. some kind of rogue I am!

[askenygma]

You deserve many hugs and lots of love ❤

Jervis doesn’t respond, he just covers his face in his hands

[askenygma]

*hugs Jervis* It's alright if you haven't got the energy right now. Just get some rest.

Jervis accepts the hugs, though you can hear him choke on his own breath. He’s a bit misty eyed

[askenygma]

Well, despite that whole fiasco and me temporarily being in an altered state during it. I’m really glad that you’re back.

Jervis snickers. However instead of being quick and small, it slowly escalates to a decent volumed laugh. He’s holding his head with one hand, cringing due to his headache not agreeing with laughter.

JT: Heheheh.. good grief..

JT: If I did this to any of the rogues I would’ve been minced meat.. You’re all really too kind to me..

JT: Then again, you can find some wild characters here in this city.. Characters that’d miss a guy like me..

Jervis chuckles again, before wincing. He speaks with a soft smile

JT: Welcome to Gotham I suppose..

[askenygma]

Is Jonathan around?

JT: I, uhm..

JT: Y-yes, I believe so. I am at one of his places after all..

JT: K-kitchen, so not too far away.

[askenygma]

Group hug? *Hugs*

<note>Jervis does tense at the feeling of physical contact, but you can feel him relax into your arms. He gives a small, shaky breath and you can feel his arms shake too, though he doesn’t say anything.</note>

[askenygma]

Want us to get ya anything else, pillows, blankets, food?

JT: N-no, I-I’m rather fine.. th-thank you..

[askenygma]

If you really want to make it up to us, you could always take us to ihop.

He chuckles softly

JT: Could you imagine..? The diner would be crawling with officers by the time the second quizlet orders their pancakes..

[askenygma]

Would you accept a hug? Cause you sound like you need one

JT: I mean.. I don’t believe I’d even have the energy to reciprocate, but..

JT: I-I wouldn’t exactly.. mind..

[askenygma]

*Tips two aspirin into his palm and hands him a glass of water*

Jervis only has the energy to use one hand. He grabs the pills and swallows them together, his motions mechanical and slow. He doesn’t bother grabbing the water.

[askenygma]

Its okay. Not like you could help it.

Jervis is quiet for a short while. When he speaks it’s barely above a whisper

JT: Thank you all.. for being s-so kind..

[askenygma]

Would you like an aspirin or would they interfere with your meds?

JT: M-me and Jon haven’t gotten my meds yet so..

JT: I-It would be appreciated, I suppose. Thank you.