Cobblepot's offended pride takes a wide backseat to his sense of self-preservation. As much as he'd love to give Hush a taste of umbrella lead for his quick mouth, he knows he'd be gunned down before he even managed to bring his weapon up to bear. Either of these two men would be more than a match for him. Together, they're overkill. Oswald doesn't know whether to be flattered or just terrified.
What in the name of Darkseid's black bowels are Prometheus and Hush doing here? Hush has no quarrel with him - all he has ever cared about is the Bat. And Prometheus wasn't even anywhere near Gotham the last time Cobblepot checked.
"You're behind this." the Penguin breathes in realization. "The gang warfare. The escalating tensions. And now this attack on me personally. But why? We have no conflict of interests..."
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Date: 2009-06-28 05:33 am (UTC)What in the name of Darkseid's black bowels are Prometheus and Hush doing here? Hush has no quarrel with him - all he has ever cared about is the Bat. And Prometheus wasn't even anywhere near Gotham the last time Cobblepot checked.
"You're behind this." the Penguin breathes in realization. "The gang warfare. The escalating tensions. And now this attack on me personally. But why? We have no conflict of interests..."