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"Please...please don't do this..."
Joker works in silence, stitching the bells onto the ends of the makeshift jester's cap he's pinned to the hair of his victim, a shivering, tear-streaked young woman. She's been dressed in a copy of Harley's costume, but it's not perfect, and it has to be, to suit his purposes.
"Keep moving," he says, voice low and deadly, "And I'll shoot you in the kneecap."
She freezes, a fresh cloud of barely-retrained, choked sobs coming from her.
Joker finishes drawing the last stitch tight, and sits back on his heels, admiring his work. He raises his hands, framing her in them as though they were a camera lens.
"Perfect. I'd add the facepaint, but I don't want to poison the babies..."
"B-babies?"
Joker stands, brushing off straw from his pants legs. He nimbly dodges around the edge of the cage door. The girl in the ragged harlequin costume starts to tremble again when she hears the strange growls and yips of some sort of dogs. Her head turns, cheek almost coming into contact with the bars of the cage she's trapped in, and she draws in a breath to scream as Joker re-appears, two lean, scraggly hyenas on leashes. He leads them into the cage, staying at the door, and clangs it shut with a whistle and a grin.
"Dinner, children...remember...eat it ALL up, or no dessert..."
Joker works in silence, stitching the bells onto the ends of the makeshift jester's cap he's pinned to the hair of his victim, a shivering, tear-streaked young woman. She's been dressed in a copy of Harley's costume, but it's not perfect, and it has to be, to suit his purposes.
"Keep moving," he says, voice low and deadly, "And I'll shoot you in the kneecap."
She freezes, a fresh cloud of barely-retrained, choked sobs coming from her.
Joker finishes drawing the last stitch tight, and sits back on his heels, admiring his work. He raises his hands, framing her in them as though they were a camera lens.
"Perfect. I'd add the facepaint, but I don't want to poison the babies..."
"B-babies?"
Joker stands, brushing off straw from his pants legs. He nimbly dodges around the edge of the cage door. The girl in the ragged harlequin costume starts to tremble again when she hears the strange growls and yips of some sort of dogs. Her head turns, cheek almost coming into contact with the bars of the cage she's trapped in, and she draws in a breath to scream as Joker re-appears, two lean, scraggly hyenas on leashes. He leads them into the cage, staying at the door, and clangs it shut with a whistle and a grin.
"Dinner, children...remember...eat it ALL up, or no dessert..."