Sometimes, I feel like going down I'm so disconnected

[osreborn]

WHO: Norman Osborn and you!
WHERE: NoHoPE
WHEN: Visiting hours (let's say between 1 and 4) on Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. Specify the time and date in your comment.
WARNINGS: Hmm.
SUMMARY: Isn't it obvious?
FORMAT: Whatever is your pleasure.


It wasn't even a week since he'd been incarcerated in his hospital. Norman was far more stable than he had been when he was arrested thanks to the medications he was inundated with -- pills he tried not to swallow, injections that he couldn't avoid. He was calmer thanks to sedation, but the other affects would take longer to kick in fully. His body rebelled, trying to fight them.

He scratched at his neck, chewed his nails, slept poorly. One of the worst things about being here was the inability to have private conversations; Norman was missing them already.

The other things he might miss weren't things he would ever consciously admit to himself.

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[plays_with_dolls]

"I've tried, and I know how stubborn they can be." Though, if things continued to go smoothly that would all change. "And there's no one else I'm interested in right now. Unless there's someone you think I should know more about?"

[osreborn]

"Tony Stark is the big name around here. But I wouldn't advice looking into Mr. Edward Nygma, either. There's Mr. Winner of the Winner Corporation, which may be within your interests -- oh. And let's not forget Ms. Selina Kyle. She's tried to break into OsCorp in the past. I wouldn't doubt her capability to try again."

Norman refolded his hands in his lap.

[plays_with_dolls]

"I'll be sure to look into Mr. Winner. I understand he's quite young. He must be a very sharp businessman to already be doing so well." Boyd paused and looked around, taking a moment to observe the other patients. "I do not have much information on Ms. Kyle. A industrial espionage specialist, or is she just a thief?"

[osreborn]

"I haven't done business with him myself, but anyone in business at that age is going to be someone to be wary of, I'd wager," Norman said, keeping his eyes on Boyd even when the other man glanced away.

"She's many things. But above all at the end of the day, she is just a thief."

[plays_with_dolls]

Boyd returned his attention to Norman. The information wasn't terribly detailed, but it was proving useful. Especially the knowledge that Mr. Stark had nano tech. "I'll be sure to take proper precautions then. Though, if she does make her living as a thief I'm sure I'll be able to pressure the police into investigating her."

[osreborn]

"Oh, please do. She has friends on the force, which is perhaps why she has yet to be cuffed. Far be it from me to make accusations," Norman shrugged his shoulders, gesticulating his hand dismissively, "but it certainly casts unfortunate implications. She has quite a few friends, as a matter of fact."

[plays_with_dolls]

Now Boyd was curious. If the police hadn't arrested this woman then maybe that was something he could take advantage of when he deployed Taffy. It was good to know that having friends in the right places still worked here. "Does she? I'm guessing these other friends have influence as well."

[osreborn]

"Some of them. Tony Stark, for one; this so-called 'Justice League', for another. I don't know much about them, but she did advertise for them during an interview. We can guess to their influence simply by the name they're choosing to go by."

Again, Norman shrugged. This was all too easy. He didn't feel one ounce of guilt over giving out this sort of information: if someone else wanted to rake things up on the people who had caused them trouble, it saved Norman the trouble of figuring out when he'd be out of this place in order to do it himself.

[plays_with_dolls]

"It seems these heroes, and law enforcement are entirely too comfortable with each other. How can we expect them to do their job when they're associating with vigilantes." Boyd for his part was more than happy to play the outraged law abiding citizen. It was an angle that would make it easy for him to find support amongst the natives and use that to pressure the police, and maybe even the mayor into action. "Thank you for telling me about this, Mr. Osborn. I wasn't aware of how bad the situation had become."

That wasn't true, but it couldn't hurt to boost the man's ego a little. It would make future conversations on subject easier hopefully.

[osreborn]

"Oh, it's my pleasure. I always welcome people who listen: legitimate concerns over public safety shouldn't be so readily dismissed. But then, I suppose my word got dismissed as 'crazy talk' even before I was incarcerated here."

Truly bitter irony, that.