Riddle 021: Angel Aftermath

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[Well, Edward's back from Westport, and he's definitely a little worse for the wear. This hasn't exactly been a very fun couple of days for him. As soon as he gets home, he shrugs off his coat, hangs his hat and his cane on the rack, and makes his way to the phone.]

[Public Call, standard filters in play]

This is Edward Nigma. I'm... back from Westport. I haven't heard too many things about what happened here in my absence, but I can't imagine it was very pleasant. Those of you in my Ethics class will no doubt be relieved to hear that I'm canceling tomorrow's class. Perhaps I might cancel a few classes next week as well, if I'm not fully recovered by then.

Your assignment for this weekend is to write a page or so on... Hmm. "What do you feel is the worst decision you've ever made?" ...that'll work. You can just leave them on my desk at school, if you wish; I'll collect them and grade them over the weekend.

[Private Call, filtered to the Legion of Doom]

I trust you're well, ladies and gentlemen?

...I'll be honest with you. This angel business has caused a major setback in our plans. If possible, I’d like to call another meeting to order at some point within the next two weeks. As an organization... we need to give ourselves more structure.

As for our meeting place? Well, I won’t hesitate to admit that my basement was not a Grade-A rendezvous point for our location. Still... I’d say I’m smart enough to have already found a much better spot. I’m a real class act, after all. Aren’t I?

[Action, for the Death House. Susan, Slugger, Terezi, or anyone else who may have crashed there during the angel takeover, feel free to run into Edward as he does his best to recuperate. He takes a shower and shaves his face, then comes downstairs in warm, clean clothes to make himself a massive lunch.]

Comments

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

Of course.

[Oh I wouldn't recommend that....


Okay not really but someday, poison.]

Enjoy your stay?

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

Hardly.

[Getting a bunch of stuff---shells, sauce, etc.---out of the refrigerator and setting it down on the counter.]

What exactly happened here in my absence?

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

Statues were attacking people.

[Watching you set the things out. There was something else about a certain doctor showing up. But that's not any of your business.]

It became quite chaotic.

[And he was too distracted to enjoy it properly.]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

Hmm. I'd like to say I was lucky to have missed out on it, but---

[He's interrupted by the sound of his stomach growling. Getting a pot out from the cabinet beneath the counter now.]

I trust you were able to keep yourself in one piece.

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

Didn't have much to eat there?


Hm? Oh, we managed.

[Just getting up. Leaving? Like you're that lucky.]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

No food. Hardly anything to drink, either.

[But yeah, he notices you getting up. The following question is fairly sardonic.]

Going so soon?

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

Of course not. I thought you might like some help.

[Smile, don't you want to have your sociopathic stalker help with the food? No? Shame that.]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

...what are you scheming?

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[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

[Taking a pot from the drawer.]

Well I wouldn't call it scheming.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

What would you call it, then?

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

I believe most people call it cooking.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Johan Liebert? Helping Edward cook? ...well. He's too exhausted to deal with his stalker right now. Might as well make the most of it.]

Fill that up about two-thirds with water, will you?

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

Alright.

[Yes, because starting to trust him around your food is always a good idea.]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Hey, he's keeping his eye on you and making sure you don't slip any poisoned candy in there.]

Place it on the stove when you're done.

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

[None of that yet.]

I will.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Edward will make sure you're doing everything right. This is the first meal he's had outside of peanut butter crackers and he's not going to die from it.]

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

[Not tampering with it at all.]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Edward makes his way over, switching the stove-top to High. He won't be touching it again until the water's at a rolling boil.]

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

[This is normal right....okay not.]

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

[Pouring the shells into the boiling water once it's ready.]

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

Had you been to this Westport place before?

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

No. Though I'd heard enough horror stories about it in the past.

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

What was it like there?

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

...it was like the end of the world.

[Oh, Johan's going to LOVE hearing about this, isn't he?]

[hungry-monster.livejournal.com]

Really? How so?

[You have his COMPLETE attention. Though he doesn't show this.]