#chaoticjoke

❝   Leave  us  alone  ,  clown  !  We're  thinking  .  ❞  The  two  having  an  internal  conversation  ,  sometimes  it  broke  out  into  a  verbal  discussion  ,  though  they  were  more  than  aware  that  there  was  no  privacy  here  .  

It  was  a  conversation  contained  in  their  own  psyche  ,  not  for  prying  jesters (@chaoticjoke ) ,  especially  those  of  they  mash  the  face  of  . / ⚖  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 !  彡

"See, this is where you're WRONG." Words seem to roll off his tongue in a glacial crawl as Joker looks at the blonde lazily with half-closed eyes. He's been injected with a triple doze of sedatives in order to be escorted to Arkham's recreation room.

"If this is, uh, hell on earth?--" He sets his jaw to the side contemplatively before giving her a conspiratorial look, mouth curled in a half-smirk. "...then why do you look like an angel?"

She had heard it all before. It was no contest. Every guy who entered these disgusting piss yellow walls always made it a point to hit on her. She was so used to it by now. But something was different about this one. She even thinks he looks familiar but hell she is just as drugged up as anyone else in this joint. So she is almost sure that she is hallucinating.

"Ya think I give a fuck? I know I'm am an angel. Nothing new. Boyyyy yer corny." She giggles and goes back to hanging off the bars like an exotic monkey. Upside down she looks at him with inquisitive blue eyes, her strong thighs holding her in place. "So why ya here? Tell too many bad jokes and they revoke yer clown card?"

"hey! . . ." baby says, grin wide spread &. shit eating.

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“Predictable.” It's not quite a growl. Something to it that doesn't reach the edge of roughness he — the Bat — feels. Needs to feel. Like Bruce, inside, is just shy of frozen.

But it doesn't take much, then it's thawing, and that heat creeps into his snarl like gunpowder: “But you really shouldn't have.”

He shouldn't have proven the Joker right. Of course Batman should be the one to answer this call — put a stop to a madness that belongs right back in the asylum it sprung out of. Of course he will. But something about this . . . tastes so familiar; it's this itching in his veins, between his nerves, where he knows better than to scratch too hard. Look too far. See something he knows better than to want to.

"It's a simple alternative question, Harls." He shrugged casually. "If that one's hard for ya, then I dunno what isn't. Perhaaaaps YOU should quit drinkin' liquids that uh, numb the mind." @chaoticjoke

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