#mrsionys

@mrsionys​  ❔ ❝ Don’t talk over me. ❞ !!

He should really get some kind of reward for not rolling his eyes every time he managed not to roll his eyes whenever he interacted with idiots that thought were kings. ❝Why don’t you get to the point then?❞ he sighs and forces a smile   ❝We are both busy men, Mr. Sionis and I am presuming you want the business done as soon as possible. So why don’t you tell me why you called me here. I’ve heard the prologue before.❞ 

@mrsionys​ said:

❛   it’s not a party without a little drama , am i right ?   ❜

  if that’s what one would call drama. a single brow perks up as if the brunet is assessing whether or not agreeing would be in his best interest--- the riddler is always down for plenty of drama, just not entirely if it means going overboard. 

“wouldn’t miss it.” he’s leaning forward on the table between them, dripping toward sionis.  his response hands on the tails of roman’s words, the sound nipping at the heels of the previous one. he didn’t like to keep him waiting, didn’t have to think before speaking, not to roman, at least. most people thought too much. pointless, if you asked him. he wasn’t one for artifice, a genuine, blunt thing.

if he’s honest, he’s just as glad. he’s sionis’s creature, as spurred on by the feeling that one life--just the one--isn’t pointless, as he is by the promise of blood between his fingers.