Thread: Arkham's Education (Cain and AliceArkham)

The Joker sat solemnly in his cell, staring at the textured paint upon the bricks across from him. His lips curved into a grin as he reflected. Oh, Victor.you simply dont throw away such an amazing suit like that And with that, he cackled and stood up from his cell, slowly walking towards the door, peering out the food slot and seeing the guard. Hello, Charlie. Well Alice, Dr. Spelding said as he closed the door behind them, How are you feeling? I mean, aside from sores and bruises from the police last night, are you feeling ill? Unusual at all? He had her sit on the examination table across from him as he began looking over her medical records. Flipping through the pages, often looking at the same page multiple times, he sighed as he set the file down and moved over to her. Taking his stethoscope, he began listening to her heart. Soon he moved to take her blood pressure, weight, the whole deal. He wrote everything down, and when he closed the file and sat it down on the table next to her, he spoke frankly. Weve decided to keep you here at Arkham Asylum while your treatment is underway, Alice. I apologize for not getting here late last night, but there are some special rules here at Arkham. Ever since the, ahem, Crane incident, weve been reviewing all security protocols and have adopted some of Blackgate prisons procedures in dealing with the influx of violent patients weve been receiving lately. First off, you are allowed to have visitors between ten in the morning until noon. Breakfast is at eight, lunch at one, and dinner at seven. From one until six, you are allowed to be in the commons areas. That includes the mess hall, dining hall, lounge, and the field outside. You are not allowed to touch any of the guards, doctors, or administration. And lastly, we are treating very volatile people here. Interfering with their treatment will be delt with and serious ramifications will be handed down for interfering with the doctors and their work. Spelding had seen the vast majority of the recent patients here. Ever since his predecessor was found murdered in his apartment, Speldings career had skyrocketed as he published paper after paper on the many emotional facets of Arkham Asylum. He was making the rounds at the late night talk shows and he was gearing up to publish what he considered to be his legacy, The Joker and Emotional Instability, as the only doctor with exclusive permission to treat the Joker, Spelding was positioned to profit more than the hundreds who visited the clown daily. He had been seen boasting to the guards about how he was going to retire, leave Gotham, and settle on the West Coast, in a small beach bungalow. In fact, the guards were actually getting tired of hearing Speldings plans. So Alice, your vitals look good, which is a relief, Spelding began, I mean, sometimes patients have serious lacerations and bruises. That Batman packs a punch. He chuckled before finding his composure again. Well, I mean.anyways Spelding seemed to get a little nervous, looking to the door, making sure no one was watching them before he continued. I hear you have something for mea small box, yes? Give it here, his voice taking a softer yet darker tone.