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[enigmaestro]

"So that's what this is, mm?" Edward swallowed his chuckle, slick and indulgent as it was. "That's what this is, a leash. You son of a bitch, you tried to inject me!"

Eddie laughed as Norman pushed him off, he laughed and clutched onto the belt with the nanite control harder than he'd grip his life. It was the perfect gift, he thought, it was perfection. The image of Norman rolling on the filthy ground, convulsing helplessly, the very picture of Norman as a rabid dog.

Eddie scrambled off his company, stumbling away. He wanted to keep this perfect, perfect gift.

[osreborn]

Norman flipped himself over, grabbing Eddie by the leg to try and delay his escape. It was an effort of while, a struggle against his shrieking spasming muscles, but he pulled himself forward enough to bite at Eddie's calf.

"It's what you deserve," he panted thickly, voice heavy with pain. "My leash."

[enigmaestro]

Edward laughed, loud and manic.

“Oh no, oh no no no,” he said as he squirmed, clutching the belt. “Oh no, this is mine.” He kicked back at Norman's face, his shoe missing its target. "Mine now."

Eddie slapped the belt against the ground, watching Norman's face with burning anticipation.

[osreborn]

Norman yelled, his body stiffening and convulsing more violently, sending his head against the ground. "Do you think -- do you think I'll let you leave here with that? Alive?"

He forced himself up through the pain, joints cracking and his mouth dripping foam and blood, and launched himself at Eddie's legs. The remote had stronger settings, of course, but none that could be activated by accident.

[enigmaestro]

Norman was a rabid dog to him, and his muscles reacted to the metaphor with rapid kicks. Eddie gurgled yells, some joyous (and some panicked) as he squirmed for his life. The lurch threw him off balance, he slammed against the concrete once more.

"You deserve it! You earned the loss!" Eddie yelled as he kicked at Norman, rolling onto his side. A manic sneer graced his face. "You deserve this humiliation, Osborn!"

[osreborn]

"Hnnrgh!" Norman gasped, and spat blood at Eddie. He coughed and shuddered and clawed. "It's no loss! I'll get them deactivated when I return to my headquarters -- if you think you've won I'd advise you to think again! I will not remain compromised!"

His eye, large and watery, swiveled around, searching for the belt. His hands dove for it.