He couldn't help it. He was fascinated. Addicted, maybe, to this new world. These new ideas. It was a rebus of a conundrum; sometimes the parallels between his Gotham and Other Gotham were mind-bogglingly uncanny, and sometimes the avenues of reduplication veered off into unfathomable places. Edward couldn't help it, he was just so intrigued. Call it a flaw.
Edward followed the directions well enough--after all, he had already been around these parts, thanks to darling Harvey's previous invitation--but he ventured onwards with a nagging sense of anticipation. The likes of Jonathan Crane and the Joker were not to be provoked, as Edward had learned from observation, and yet the detective was willing to insert his naturally irritating compelling self into such exotic company. Again.
"New opportunity, Eddie. Keep reminding yourself of that," muttered the green-clad man under his breath as he ratta-tat-tatted upon a door that could only be complimented as shabby-chic. "Honey, I'm home."
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Date: 2009-02-25 03:18 am (UTC)Edward followed the directions well enough--after all, he had already been around these parts, thanks to darling Harvey's previous invitation--but he ventured onwards with a nagging sense of anticipation. The likes of Jonathan Crane and the Joker were not to be provoked, as Edward had learned from observation, and yet the detective was willing to insert his naturally
irritatingcompelling self into such exotic company. Again."New opportunity, Eddie. Keep reminding yourself of that," muttered the green-clad man under his breath as he ratta-tat-tatted upon a door that could only be complimented as shabby-chic. "Honey, I'm home."