Crane watched the younger man go, his hand tightening on his drink glass. How inconsiderate of the young noble to not return the favor. Perhaps a lesson was needed, to show the spoiled brat true fear.
Downing the rest of his drink with a soft gasp, Jonathan quietly left the party. If anyone asked the next day, he'd claim he felt ill. Not used to drinking and all that.
The second he was home, Crane opened a hidden wall in his library to reveal his Scarecrow outfit. He'd been forced to abandon his old costume, but a little patience and sneaky shopping had allowed him to assemble a much better one. Removing his fake face and replacing it with the burlap one, Crane made sure everything was in working order and he had plenty of toxin on him before sneaking out of his home's hidden door. No need to let anyone connect his two identities.
Keeping to the alleys and shadows, Scarecrow made his way back to the Ravencroft mansion to wait. Either Ashley would leave the house, or he'd deduce which bedroom was his.
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Downing the rest of his drink with a soft gasp, Jonathan quietly left the party. If anyone asked the next day, he'd claim he felt ill. Not used to drinking and all that.
The second he was home, Crane opened a hidden wall in his library to reveal his Scarecrow outfit. He'd been forced to abandon his old costume, but a little patience and sneaky shopping had allowed him to assemble a much better one. Removing his fake face and replacing it with the burlap one, Crane made sure everything was in working order and he had plenty of toxin on him before sneaking out of his home's hidden door. No need to let anyone connect his two identities.
Keeping to the alleys and shadows, Scarecrow made his way back to the Ravencroft mansion to wait. Either Ashley would leave the house, or he'd deduce which bedroom was his.