#nygmariddles

[twomindedsubject]

continued from ask ~. @nygmariddles ~.

~. "You know damn well what you owe us, N y g m a . Don't try to act all clueless."

Whether this was something the two had imagined up from a mere cointoss or not, they were firm on their beliefs. The riddler-making culprit was going to pay back one way or another. Possibly two ways.

Two would be outmost preferred.

" - -..."Or shall we flip the coin - see what it got to say -- ?"

[starlitikar]

                  the   rain   tasted   of   rust   &   secrets.   @nygmariddles;   gotham   sprawled   beneath   him   like   a   dying   beast,   lights   flickering   in   the   pulse   of   its   corruption.   the   eternal   walked   through   its   alleys——not   as   a   savior,   but   as   something   the   city   could   not   name.

[loyaltiestested]

[ closed starter for @nygmariddles || liked this. ]

❝ Hey sorry to disturb you, but I'm kinda new around here. Could use some help finding a good spot for something to eat? ❞

There's a small sheepish smile on her lips now as she had really just gotten into town, settled her canine companion into the small place she was renting while here and well, she needed some food for herself so had popped out.

❝ Anywhere you'd recommend? ❞

[soleiltm]

" look at me, you think i care? stop your whining and listen good. " / @nygmariddles

MOUTH HANGS AGAPE, words failing them for a good few seconds. well, if he wanted them silenced, consider it effectively done. “ what is your problem?! ” the question is barely squeaked out. brow furrows, “ it ain't whinin'! maybe if you tried givin' a shit, you'd realize that i'm makin' some good fuckin' points ova' here. ”

[helraising-archived]

" what do you want? "

answered! <3

[helraising-archived]

inbox ‡ @nygmariddles † ‎ ‎ " what do you want? "

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huntress‎ ‎ hardly ‎ spares‎ ‎ riddler‎ ‎ a‎ ‎ glance.‎ ‎ “not‎ ‎ you,‎ ‎ to‎ ‎ be‎ ‎ honest.‎ ‎ any‎ ‎ other ‎ question‎ ‎ you‎ ‎ wanna‎ ‎ try?”

[apolytia]

@nygmariddles proclaimed, "   i've   never   known   someone   like   you .   "

❝ You are not the first man to say so. ❞

This world. Perhaps all worlds seemed frightfully deprived of her kind. Witches. Warriors. And one thing more. All obscured from public perception, ridiculed into the minutiae, or hunted into non-existence.

The Witch is all but certain that her presence here, her - meddling in the affairs of this city's guardians - would certainly be cause for concern among both the populace and its protectors. She holds no fear about the questions she'll have to face, nor the waves her ripples might soon set into motion.

As she moved through this place. She was witness to someone, a human being, under attack by those who clearly, and earnestly wanted blood to be spilled. Regardless of the circumstance. Regardless of the judgment rendered. Diana would have the truth of this moment before she could e'er turn away from it.

❝ I would hear your account of what I've set myself in between. Offer me no lies. I would have the truth surrounding the blade I've kept from falling. ❞

[loyaltiestested]

@nygmariddles || first days of winter || accepting.

“ stop pretending you’re not cold, you’re literally shaking. ”

Seras is holding the thinner than she should have really worn today jacket around herself. She had got caught off the changing of temperature around this time. But you think that when one was used to constantly being on the move, when the change could be quick and unexpected - something that Seras was usually well adjusted and prepared for, usually well adjusted to.

But they had come to stay in this place for a little while now and well that meant trying to read the delicate changes of the way the weather was. When she had left that morning it was warmer than it was now, and she is cursing herself for now at least packing an extra hoodie, scarf or gloves into the backpack they now adjusted onto their shoulder.

There's the smallest of glares at the other at the obvious statement of them shaking. But they would soften it almost immediately as she would shudder again at a cold breeze blowing past them now. Hands clasped over her mouth as she left out a warm breath that come out visibly between cold fingers; a momentary warmth to them as she would rub them and shove them into pockets of her jacket.

❝ Okay maybe you're right. ❞

They would sigh, the usual snark that would be in the Brit not there right now, Seras was indeed cold and she couldn't afford to get sick. That could be the difference of doing their job or it falling apart.

❝ I should have brought a hoodie with me or something else, warm. ❞