#riddleculed

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     “Look, it’ll get washed, I promise - but unless you want to continue getting more blood on that suit of yours, it needs to come off.”

Words are stern yet gentle all at once, patiently waiting until the suit jacket he adorned was finally removed from him, careful to obtain it in her grasp as it’s set aside on the medical bed. It’s not uncommon for her to see scars upon a patient - especially when it came to her clientele and their occupations.  

There’s no brief pause of a gaze or any curious hands near scars as attention is swift to focus on the stab wound in his back. Nothing so uncommon as to what she’s seen before, though every time she always does seem to get a tinge of concern.

     “Well it’s fairly deep - I’m gonna have to clean it and likely stitch it up.”

     Harley was intensely confused at first, the fancy car, the passenger’s side door nearly hip checking her as it was flung open in invitation. That crisp, improbable mid-Atlantic accent was unmistakable though. She bounded into the car, quickly shutting the door behind her before hugging him perhaps a bit too enthusiastically.

- Green

- Lanky greenbeans

- Knows the best ways to get away with crimes due to his time working with Mystery Inc

- Shaggy was the ‘swingingest gymnast in school’, which is how he gets those riddler trophies in hard to reach places

- Has a background in construction and is strong enough to bend metal bars, which aids in building his traps

- Shaggy can fly a plane, has been a zookeeper, detective, journalist, and gym teacher, which shows he’s intelligent enough to be considered genius.

are u saying ed has a chance

[ sms; ed ] a pot? please, it’s french pressed all the way.

Lisa had to pause, word it delicately... she needed Ed’s help.