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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[osreborn]

Folding his hands in his lap, Norman watched her in silence, waiting for minutes to pass before he spoke again. His voice was calm and gentle.

"What are you going to do now?"

[diesarock]

Here it was easy to answer; Terra shrugged her bare shoulders once, a careless sort of thing, and shook her head. "I don't know," she said with the strange sort of confidence only brought by a frequent ignorance. "I haven't really... thought about it yet."

[osreborn]

"I suggest you think about it soon," Norman said, eyebrows raising. "There are people who will prey on your indecision. People like Tony Stark; he may try to plant in your head that he wants to help you -- but he wants nothing more from you than what I'm sure he'll tell you I wanted. The Avengers are not people you want to trust."

[diesarock]

Once again Terra looked up with some measure of surprise, eyes wide and shallow wrinkles forming across the pale plane of forehead. "I never understood that. Why... both sides carried the same name." As for the rest, it really didn't matter if she trusted Norman or not, did it? The longer she lived in this world, the more it felt like she couldn't trust anyone.

[osreborn]

"Where I come from, my Avengers were the real Avengers. The legal Avengers, if you will; working with the law, and the government. Even here, that was my goal. Someone had to lead an organized team, and no one else was stepping up to the plate."

He smiled. "I was doing what no one else could be bothered to do. Does that help clear things up?"