Thread: descent into madness || bear & cosmos

RE descent into madness Bear cosmos descent into madness size-2 A wry smile slid onto her face and she couldnt help but shake her head and chuckle, Mister J, they are all very sick people who couldnt tell the difference between a toaster and a house cat. I hardly think you should lean on them for judgment on who they are as people. And he, certainly, was no Joker. He might have the wicked grin like the figure on the playing card but he was far too malicious for anyone to think of him as something so benign. Hell, even his laugh had given cellmates close to him nightmares awful enough that they had taken several steps back in their recovery. She could understand his view on Mister J, but she saw it completely different still, Mister J sounds more like a real person than Joker. She told him, smirking just a bit, When I think of Joker, I think of playing cards and diamonds. Red and black. Well, at least thats what she would have thought of before their encounter. Now she thought of the tattoos that were all over him, from the most prominent Damaged across his forehead to the others that quite literally covered him. Harleen couldnt let him keep getting to her like this, she couldnt let him get under her skin and into her head. He had already made too much headway in what he wanted from her, and she couldnt stand it. She didnt like that he had gotten a reaction from her, even the smallest of reactions, but it was one nonetheless. If she let him get to her, then he was winning. She pushed past his next compliment and instead concentrated on his comments about her being far different from his past care provider, Good. Maybe you and I can make some actual progress. With the straight jacket gone, she could feel her heart racing in her chest and adrenaline pumping raw through her veins with the expectation of all that he could do to her. He could very easily come across the table and attack her, or make a run for the exit to take as many of the guards out as he could. He was a dangerous man and he could get her into a lot of trouble if anyone found out that she was letting him be in here without the proper protection for her. It was a risk she was willing to take. Im confident that youre more interested in talking to me than anyone else. She stated simply, smiling a bit to herself in a moment of pride, because she was in all honesty probably the only one to have even gotten this far with him. Im also confident that youre going to want to keep coming back to this room to chat with me. She didnt need him to confirm that she was right, she knew. He wanted to keep coming back. He wanted her, for whatever purpose it may be. HIs question made her finger draw circles on the top paper, not needing to flip it over to see his full psychological evaluation to know what his flawed tendencies were. I know that you play with peoples minds like a cat plays with a mouse, that you have driven multiple trained professionals insane, and have proven psychologically and sometimes physically dangerous to multiple people, She made eye contact with him, But we only know about what youve done since youve gotten here at Arkham. Ive got a feeling youve been a real bad person, Mister J. Her eyes moved from his down to his knuckles, which hed made a spectacle of popping, her hand reaching out to touch his gently, turning his hand over slowly. Youve got a lot of tattoos, are you trying to express yourself or hide yourself? size