Characters: OU Harvey Dent, OU John Preston
Where: empty lot northern end
When: noon, tomorrow day after this post
Summary: Harvey and Preston meet to discuss the options between their two exclusive groups--on how to deal with villains.
Warnings: None?
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Holding area for the doomed. )
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The stiff, straight backed manner in which he sat did not change. However, there was a distinct aura to the air that shifted slightly as if the Cleric were leaning forward into a better--aggressive--position to speak to his guest. "Excuse me if I skip the pleasantries, Mr. Dent. But now is not the time. I will get straight to it: I have been 'ordered' to ask you about you and yours; the people of your world, and certain ways in which to deal with them. I am hoping you will cooperate for the sake of... justice."
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"Our current interest is with the Joker; hence bringing you into the equation. We would like information about this particular individual and cooperation from your world's residents in allowing us to properly 'handle' him."
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"Chaos." Harvey said after a moment, glancing beyond Preston in thought. "He... everything he does seems to not have any point. In Gotham it was one blow after another, barely enough time to think let alone get some grasp of what was happening. I don't know if he really does everything for no real reason at all or he makes it look that way." he looked back to Preston. "I suppose that means his pattern is not having a pattern to trace."
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He shook his head lightly. "He'll slip one day," he said half to himself, half to Dent. "What do you know of his first act of crime?"
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But all man was this way; some you could trust unerringly, others you could count upon to never do what was right.
"My condolences," was all Preston could think to say in response to that. It was not heartfelt, nor was any attempt made to make it sound such. "Between the crazies and masked vigilantes, Harvey Dent, your world does not sound very stable. That said--why should I trust you?"
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He placed his hands folded in front of him. "I don't expect your trust Preston, that comes with experience."
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The Cleric, therefor, decided to leave things there. "Very well. You're right; I will not trust you until experience proves it worth my time. No matter what you say. But I do hope that we can attempt to make this relation work. It could, I think, be a very strong influence upon things."
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If asked if he trusted those that he worked with--absolutely?--the answer would be "no." Was that wrong?
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