14 Mar 2017
"Nothing has changed." Leland commented.
Fisk studied the slight tremble in Wesley's hands. The Rolex he wore made a clinking noise, which was quite hard to hear, but it was audible in the auditorium that the group stood in. It was abandoned, so it was a convenient and often-frequent place of meeting up, thus, leading us to where they now were. Fisk circled Wesley, watching him, making sure not a single toe was out of line; it was as if Wesley was the hunted, and Fisk the hunter, despite them both already establishing a dynamic between them that they were both comfortable with. Even then, with Wilson stopping just behind an already nervous Wesley, who didn't move a single muscle, Fisk seemed to enjoy blowing that dynamic all to hell, just to mess with James.
Things were rocky between them, Wesley reasoned with himself. It's fine.
"He is the same." Fisk finished.
02 Mar 2017
Jonathan Crane, head of Arkham Asylum, and Harleen Quinzel, a new doctor straight out of the intern batch, squabble like brother and sister.
The question is: who would be the better sibling?