The cane is up across his chest, a block (more solid than it looks) in preparation for an attack.
Riddler is tense. Riddler is unhappy and annoyed. These things come together to sum up as far from good, but not quite to the level of mind-blanking fury.
He allows his unwelcome guest a moment to declare itself. A wave is all he gets in return, and Riddler's eyes narrow.
Red eyes, unusual form. If it wasn't for the silence, he'd almost expect Karlo dropping in for a prank or a hired hit, but the man doesn't know when to shut up; he doesn't even have the intellect or interest to deserve that level of pride. No, this is something else. A different game.
"Do we have a monster straying too far from under the bed?" he tests, half-bait. Riddler's stopped exactly where he meant to, a pounce to attack would leave a shocking impression on three sides.
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Date: 2018-05-01 07:14 am (UTC)Riddler is tense. Riddler is unhappy and annoyed. These things come together to sum up as far from good, but not quite to the level of mind-blanking fury.
He allows his unwelcome guest a moment to declare itself. A wave is all he gets in return, and Riddler's eyes narrow.
Red eyes, unusual form. If it wasn't for the silence, he'd almost expect Karlo dropping in for a prank or a hired hit, but the man doesn't know when to shut up; he doesn't even have the intellect or interest to deserve that level of pride. No, this is something else. A different game.
"Do we have a monster straying too far from under the bed?" he tests, half-bait. Riddler's stopped exactly where he meant to, a pounce to attack would leave a shocking impression on three sides.