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Riddle 013: Spreading That Christmas Cheer [Action]
[Christmas Time is coming! Today, you'll probably find Edward in one of three locations.
A. At the Christmas Village, dressed in his little "Helper Elf" costume and freezing furiously. He does not look at all happy to be there.
B. Wandering through the town, dressed in a warm, green pea-coat, a jade scarf wrapped around his neck, just admiring the winter scenery.
C. Back at home, meticulously setting something up on the dining room table. Once he's finished, he'll call upstairs.]
Slugger? Susan? I'd like it if you could come to the dining room, please. ...Susan, you're free to call upon your Grandfather, too, if you like.
A. At the Christmas Village, dressed in his little "Helper Elf" costume and freezing furiously. He does not look at all happy to be there.
B. Wandering through the town, dressed in a warm, green pea-coat, a jade scarf wrapped around his neck, just admiring the winter scenery.
C. Back at home, meticulously setting something up on the dining room table. Once he's finished, he'll call upstairs.]
Slugger? Susan? I'd like it if you could come to the dining room, please. ...Susan, you're free to call upon your Grandfather, too, if you like.
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That would probably be the best course of action.
[Aaand hobbling over towards the food stalls. Maybe he'll grab some cider.]
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Is this normal around here? Everything looks so-- [trails off, looking warily at a pair of drone kids who skip past him on their way to the carousel.] ...Fake.
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[And he stops at the food stall, snapping impatiently at the drone working there.]
Hot apple cider. Fast.
[Looking back at Red.]
It seems as though new additions to this town sprout up every so often. Like weeds.
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[The drone worker hands Eddie his cider, and Edward tosses a few coins at him in response, sipping the drink cautiously. He licks his lips, refreshed and feeling a bit warmer already.]
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It's not funny so much as stupid, but...I guess you could have it worse. [his eyes flick back in the direction of the cottage where Santa sits. the faint tug of a smile pulls at his lips.] I feel bad for him.
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Somebody has to do it.
[Though it would be nice to wear a thick outfit with fur and not this paper-thin elf suit.]
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You think he's a drone?
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I'm not sure. I haven't really gotten that good a look at his face. You know Santa, always busy with whatever little brats come to see him.
...for all I know, he could be.
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[he doesn't have to ask if Eddie knows what he's talking about. with those giant red monstrosities all over the place, it would be preeeetty difficult to miss one.]
They are for him, after all.
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They're certainly an eyesore.
[With a sigh, he takes another swig of his hot cider and straightens up.]
Well, I'd better be getting back to my post. Wouldn't want to end up on Santa's "Naughty List" this year.
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[nods, mulling over all of this to himself.] Yeah. Sorry for bugging you.
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Not at all.
[He takes a few steps to leave, but before he does, he turns back.]
Hey. Kid.
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...be careful.
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Stay safe, mister.