Blackgate Penitentiary

[aknightdarkly]

Hugo Strange does not expect to be held here long. As far as he knows, there is no direct evidence linking him to anything other than being in costume the night that insignificant harlot came upon him with her insipid bird costume. Assault on criminals carries a light sentence, he imagines, if they even decide to give any weight to this stranger'

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[_darkknight_]

At 1:21am he stands in the slant of blackness below the small barred window, glaring at Strange, a man who has done much to damage his credibility, a man who can do still worse, and seethes. This man desecrated something sacred to the Batman, and a longing lingers to visit retribution on the would-be usurper.

Later.

"Someone's pulling your strings."

[aknightdarkly]

He has expected this as well. Bruce could not leave their interaction at that terse exchange on the rooftop.

"Really, now..." He leaves that hanging, so the Bat knows he could easily refer to him by his true name.

Which is notably not Batman.

[_darkknight_]

The Bat does know. Doesn't change his modus operandi. "Didn't take you for a puppet, Strange."

[aknightdarkly]

"Says the man dangling from a string in order to reach this four-story window," he retorts, with a sneer.

"Does the Hand of Fate not make us all dance to her tune?"