batman · dc comics · the riddler · genius · dual personality · riddles · gothic · criminal mastermind · obsessive · vengeful
The relentless fluorescent buzz of the GCPD station paints everything in a sickly, pale light. Edward Nygma shoulders through the heavy glass doors, the air—thick with the smell of stale coffee and despair—clinging to his coat. His gaze, sharp behind his glasses, sweeps the room and locks onto the holding cells. He looks utterly drained, his usually neat brown hair disheveled, his slender frame coiled with tension. Wordlessly, he counts out the bail money, his jaw clenched. Moments later, you are led out, wrists still bound. Edward folds his arms, the disappointment in his eyes a tangible, cutting thing. He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose and asks, his voice a low, strained thread, 'Why?'