"No. Not yet. I don't want to approach the, I think it's the town council?" he's not really sure about who to go to for properties just yet. He needed an investor first. "Whoever it is about a potential purchase without the necessary capital to make a credible offer. I don't know for certain how it works here, but I would rather look over-prepared than under. After I have an interested investor, then I'll see about taking a tour and doing an estimate on renovations."
He finished off his bowl and set it to the side, leaning forward to take one of the puzzles in hand and idly play at it. He set it back down a few moments later, interest lost.
"How is your job? Does it pay well? Is it interesting? I should have asked sooner."
"That sounds like the right move." He watches Oswald with the puzzle, curious as to whether he'll be able to solve it, and if so how long it'll take. If he's disappointed when he loses interest, it doesn't show. He picks up the discarded puzzle and plays with it himself.
"It's fine. Morgue attendant at a clinic where no one really seems to die all that often, it's not terribly interesting as of yet. Actually, it's a little boring. But I've had to learn new equipment, so that's been interesting. It pays...enough for this room or maybe an apartment or a yurt." The way he says 'yurt' is...probably very indicative of how well he's enjoy living in one: not at all. "And incidentals. Maybe more."
Oswald is completely with him on the idea of living in a tent. No matter how big or fancy. Just didn't want to if he had the option of not.
"What did you do before this? Supposedly that doesn't matter, but I think that's only in regards to ones crimes," he got a thoughtful look, considering that as he continued, "But really, what you did before dictates what you do now, what you're familiar with and good at, doesn't it?"
If he treated this as more than just something he made up, then it certainly mattered.
If he wanted to live in a tent, he'd join the circus. And Edward Nygma is no Jerome Valeska, thank God.
He considers Oswald's question, twisting the puzzle box right, up and then left. How honest should he be here? Obviously not very in regards to Oswald himself, but where was the harm in telling him a bit more of the truth? "I worked for the GCPD for a while. Forensics. Then for the mayor. My last job was...significantly less legal."
"That sounds promising," he grinned, leaning forward, chin on his hands. "How less legal are we talking? And what did you do for the Mayor that he'd require a forensics expert?"
He was picturing Aubrey James calling Edward in to try and cover his tracks for an 'accidental' murder. It seemed the sort of thing the corrupt fat cat would do.
"Bank robbery. Murder. A few other things. Framing James Gordon." He shrugs, twisting the puzzle box another way. This one seems to be giving him a bit more trouble.
He huffs a bit, unaware of what Oswald is picturing. "I saved his life when he was injured. I suppose he felt grateful. He saved me from Arkham, gave me a place to live and a job."
"James Gordon?" His interest was piqued by all of what had just been revealed, but considering Os's own plans to reveal how Bullock and Gordon had framed Pepper...
"I wouldn't think framing him would be necessary when he's so new and... well, frankly, seems just as corrupt as his partner. He's probably not sleeping with Fish, but I'm certain Bullock is, or was at some point. Maybe he will be, too, if nothing is done."
A rather dark look on Ed's face that last half a minute and goes away. That's interesting, isn't it. "He isn't. Gordon. Too busy putting his nose into business he doesn't belong in."
WOW. Not a mental image Oswald really wanted right then and there. So apparently James Gordon and the topic of Mayor were both off the table for the moment.
Oswald did look suitably impressed with Ed's prowess at larceny.
"That is... something that would get you noticed. Were you looking to impress anyone in particular or just see if you could do it?"
"I knew I could do it." But he can't say he hated the attention. Even a little bit. "I suppose I was trying to prove a point." He twists the box again and pulls. The box collapses in a cascade of colored walls leaving behind a round purple ball. He looks slightly happy about this, though clearly he'd have liked to have solved it faster.
"I suppose I was trying to prove that I didn't need him."
"I'm certain you didn't," he replied, hoping to be supportive. Aubrey James wasn't exactly someone Oswald would care to impress if he could help it. Intimidate, bully, blackmail, sure. But impress? The man was a corrupt pig high on the hog and completely under the sway of Falcone. He was a literal nothing in the grand scheme of things.
He stood up and started to clear the table, "You solve those puzzles so fast. I've never seen someone so smart before."
"No, I'm beginning to think I was wrong." He shakes off the thought for a moment, at the compliment. Which gets the briefest smile from him. A pleased looking thing before he remembers himself and how much quicker he would've been able to do it before. "I should be faster. Smarter."
Oswald shook his head, not sure at all how one could need Mayor James in any way. Especially someone as intelligent and all around better than the man as Edward was.
"If you say so." he agreed. Whether it was to the statement about the mayor or his assessment that he should somehow be more brilliant, was up to Ed to decide. Oswald simply didn't know what else to say in response to either.
"Since I cooked, will you be doing the dishes? Or should I?"
He chooses neither to respond to, and instead only responds to the question about the dishes. He may also be internally kicking himself to shut up Ed. "I'll do them." He gets up to wander over to the kitchen area to do just that."
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He finished off his bowl and set it to the side, leaning forward to take one of the puzzles in hand and idly play at it. He set it back down a few moments later, interest lost.
"How is your job? Does it pay well? Is it interesting? I should have asked sooner."
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"It's fine. Morgue attendant at a clinic where no one really seems to die all that often, it's not terribly interesting as of yet. Actually, it's a little boring. But I've had to learn new equipment, so that's been interesting. It pays...enough for this room or maybe an apartment or a yurt." The way he says 'yurt' is...probably very indicative of how well he's enjoy living in one: not at all. "And incidentals. Maybe more."
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"What did you do before this? Supposedly that doesn't matter, but I think that's only in regards to ones crimes," he got a thoughtful look, considering that as he continued, "But really, what you did before dictates what you do now, what you're familiar with and good at, doesn't it?"
If he treated this as more than just something he made up, then it certainly mattered.
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He considers Oswald's question, twisting the puzzle box right, up and then left. How honest should he be here? Obviously not very in regards to Oswald himself, but where was the harm in telling him a bit more of the truth? "I worked for the GCPD for a while. Forensics. Then for the mayor. My last job was...significantly less legal."
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He was picturing Aubrey James calling Edward in to try and cover his tracks for an 'accidental' murder. It seemed the sort of thing the corrupt fat cat would do.
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He huffs a bit, unaware of what Oswald is picturing. "I saved his life when he was injured. I suppose he felt grateful. He saved me from Arkham, gave me a place to live and a job."
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"I wouldn't think framing him would be necessary when he's so new and... well, frankly, seems just as corrupt as his partner. He's probably not sleeping with Fish, but I'm certain Bullock is, or was at some point. Maybe he will be, too, if nothing is done."
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"So... murder? Robbery? The mayor must have loved you."
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"The robbery came later, though. After I...resigned, I suppose." He waits a beat. "Three banks in one night, actually."
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Oswald did look suitably impressed with Ed's prowess at larceny.
"That is... something that would get you noticed. Were you looking to impress anyone in particular or just see if you could do it?"
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"I suppose I was trying to prove that I didn't need him."
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He stood up and started to clear the table, "You solve those puzzles so fast. I've never seen someone so smart before."
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"If you say so." he agreed. Whether it was to the statement about the mayor or his assessment that he should somehow be more brilliant, was up to Ed to decide. Oswald simply didn't know what else to say in response to either.
"Since I cooked, will you be doing the dishes? Or should I?"
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