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[enigmaster]

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[enigmaster]

[You know what, Edward is just going to. Wait. Until this is done.

Because he's not going to be an asshole and interrupt this when Oswald looks like this, okay. Like. He COULD, but he won't, because fuck it.]

[agoodname]

[another long moment--and then Oswald is jerking back against the wall, behind the windowsill. Another second, and then the light inside goes dark. And Oswald lets out a breath, sighing. He tilts his head back a moment against the wall, eyes closed, as if committing whatever that was to memory...before he tilts his head back down to answer the text] They got in a small water fight over the dishes.

[enigmaster]

I see.

[Edward waits, one moment or two more, before he goes and marches to the other alley. When he arrives, he looks down at the ground and picks up the nearest small object. A can, as it turns out.

Then he throws it up at the fire escape.

Despite him being a spindly nerd, Edward has great aim.]

I meant I'm worried about you, you idiot!

[agoodname]

[Not expecting Edward to come into the alley, much less throw a can at him, Oswald startles pretty badly, the metal of the fire escape rattling as he scrambles to his feet, leaning over the railing as Edward shouts at him. For a moment, he only stares, blinking owlishly as he leans over the railing to look down at him.] Ah--I'm...[which is when those words sink in] Oh. I thought--I thought you were talking about me getting caught.

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[agoodname]

[....wait a minute--Oswald's eyes narrow]

Were you here this whole time?

[enigmaster]

Of course not, Oswald.

I was in the next alley over!

[agoodname]

Wait--wait, so you used your cameras to watch me from the next alley over and then texted me when you could've just walked over here and talked to me?! [edward wtf]

[enigmaster]

That's not the--

Will you get down from there already?!

[agoodname]

[Oswald rears back a bit, scowling a bit, looking a little put out] Maybe I like it up here!

And you didn't answer my question!

[enigmaster]

Maybe I'll answer your question if you come down here so I don't have to keep shouting at you!

I can start throwing more things!

[agoodname]

Maybe you should answer my question and then I'll come down! [he does roll his eyes, though, dramatically, pointedly] Oooooh, you're going to throw things at me, I'm so scared.

[enigmaster]

[Edward doesn't answer. He just looks around, spots another empty can and throws it up.

This time he's aiming for you, Oswald.]

[agoodname]

[Oswald barely sees the can in time--and squawks, actually squawks, barely ducking out of the way in time--before he's back at the railing, glaring down] Hey--cut that out!

[enigmaster]

Make me! [It's an alley, there's plenty of trash, HE HAS A LOT OF AMMO. HE THROWS ANOTHER CAN.]

[agoodname]

[Oswald tries ducking again--this one hits him in the shoulder] Edward--! [he's going to bend down to scoop up that can and just...throw it back down. His aim is not nearly as good] Answer my question!

[enigmaster]

[Edward watches the can land harmlessly on the ground and he smirks as he looks up.] Well, with such a terrible assault coming my way, how could I not? OH WAIT. EASILY!

[agoodname]

[Oswald's face screws up into something very pissed off]

Come up here and say that, you walking, talking string bean!

[enigmaster]

Oh, I'm sorry, what was that? I didn't catch that! [HEY GUESS WHAT ANOTHER THROW.] But then I guess you'd know that feeling!

[agoodname]

[this time he sees it coming and jerks his cane up into his hand, swinging it like a baseball bat and hitting the can with enough force to have it slam into the other wall of the alley and....fall five stories to the ground--and Oswald has a moment to be surprised, before he leans back over the railing, triumphant.] Ha!

[enigmaster]

[Edward blinks. Scowls slightly, but covers it with a smirk.]

Yes, well done! I'm sure the ground is very impressed!

[That was actually pretty good but like hell he's gonna give Oswald that one.]

[agoodname]

[and thus Oswald's triumphant expression transforms back into that petulant, childish face] Well--good! It should be! Next one will be aimed for your head!

[enigmaster]

I'd like to see you try!

[agoodname]

Throw me another can, then! You're hoarding all of them down there!

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[enigmaster]

[Oh, really? Really, Oswald? Well, if that's how it is, he'll absolutely pick up another can.]

Oh, yes, hoarding them, I see! Well then, allow me to help arm you a litt--

["Ahem."]

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[enigmaster]

[Edward turns, slowly. And comes face to face with a certain young man.]

Um.

["...Do I even want to know what's going on here?"]