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[enigmaestro]

April. This is me, checking in. [Like a month later.] Aren't I behaving well?

[aggressiveapathy]

[There's a beat as April has to give the phone a skeptical look. Just checking in. And Easter was about Jesus and not candy to children all around the world.]

Yeah...are you in jail or- no. A vigilante justice cell or something?

[enigmaestro]

Really. That's your initial thought? That after years of avoiding jail, I'd not only find myself in one but immediately call you to save me?

I'm not imprisoned. I mean, unless you consider the whole of De Chima to be edging towards some Big Brother design, then I'll concede the point.

[aggressiveapathy]

People gets old. Slow. Bored. Kinky. And, like, half of Gotham is here again.

But okay. You wanna gossip.

[enigmaestro]

This won't be conveyed over the phone -- but I distinctly narrowed my eyes at "kinky". So you know.

I want to talk about what you lot at the Ambassador's office are up to.

[aggressiveapathy]

Yeah. And I eyerolled at 'you lot.'

Can't we just get coffee or something?

[enigmaestro]

Would you prefer that, just getting coffee? Or do you want me in closer, scalding range?

[aggressiveapathy]

And ruin my respectable image?

[ See, it's funny because of course she would. Of course. But for reals. ]

I will not scald you. In the next two to three hours. On purpose.

[enigmaestro]

So you want a relatively short coffee break, is that what I'm to understand?

Then the next question: where?

[aggressiveapathy]

What city are you in now?

[enigmaestro]

De Chima. I'm technically your constituent, in fact. Please don't consider such an invitation to go mad with power.

[aggressiveapathy]

Yeah. I'll start the anti-pun legislation now.

Just meet me at the porter building, okay? There's a place like a block away.

[ because registered types get to use that teleportation all the time. ]

[enigmaestro]

[Oh, doesn't he know it. The commute used to be brutal.]

Meeting at a place that's completely up to your preference and standards, I feel like I'm throwing myself to the wolves. Or, raccoons? Can't decide which poses the greater threat.

See you there.

[Would you like to thread this out? OR LOG? Or what have you?]

[aggressiveapathy]

I've got a whole...plethora of rodents these day. Take your pick.

Just. Sans bats.

TTYL.

[ Yup, actually saying those letters. Aaaand Log would be good. Can start it up tomorrow night if you're busy tonight.]

[enigmaestro]

Oh, April, I'm not talking about the boyfriend.

[Has Eddie been keeping an eye on her all this time? Well, maybe a little. At least he's not scorning her use of enunciating acronyms aloud.]

And no one is going to argue for bats, between us.

[Tomorrow sounds good! Then we have the weekend at hand, which is perfect.]

ooc

[aggressiveapathy]

Finally up!