Just Another Day At the Office...

[jla_extras]

So they have Trevor Denton at Arkham. It's not hard to get here. Just don't eat, pee in the corner, and don't say one word while staring at the wall. Oh, and scream at night - a lot. The lawyer can get the right bribe money to the right sentencing judge who will take the "Bat defense," of him being so scared and broken by night time scary

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[last_joke_x]

And there the door opens. With it you could smell what drifts in out of the hallway. The stench of bodily waste to numerous cleaning products to cover the smell. Though it only becomes some unnatural mixture of the two. Though cheap cleaning products will do that. And then there was the smell of chlorine. Always. But something new came into the air. The smell of dried vegitation slowly burning.

An orderly walked in first to check out the surroundings. He took a good look around before speaking to Trevor. "Youse gots a vis-a-tor."

[jla_villains]

Well, THAT drops the out of it demeanor quickly.

"Ah, fuck man. What the fuck is wrong with you. I have BARS. Go away!"

As he says this, tough guy is backing into a corner.

[last_joke_x]

As the orderly is about to raise his voice to Trevor, Red simplely places his hand on the man's shoulder. As he starts to walk past the orderly, Red places a wad of cash in the orderly's hand.

Those eyes just stare at Trevor with a lifeless rumble. But while looking without a blink Red speaks over his shoulder. "If ya could close the door I'd be grateful. I think my cousin wants us to have some privacy." And a slow inhale lights Red's face as the cherry of the cigarette sparks up.

He wouldn't normally smoke in a hospital, but it's not like this place really heals anyone or has in some time. That and there are no "no smoking" signs. There are also no "no beating the patients" signs.

[jla_villains]

You'd think the walls contained a way out from the way his eyes keep darting around. He was faking before, now he's truly back in the grips of cape phobia and can't say a word.