[LOG] 10-22 Joker Hatter

[madhatterholle]

Who: Joker and Hatter
When: Evening, Wednesday
Where: Hatter's house
Rating: TBA
Warnings: Them
Summary: Joker finally comes over for tea.

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[madhatterholle]

"That was then, this is now," the Hatter said lightly. "And that's black tea. I personally prefer Earl Grey, but, eh." He shrugged and took another sip of tea.

A pause. "Did you really eat any of the confections you may have gotten?"

[allthisviolence]

"A man needs to eat to survive, you know," he responded, still staring at the teacup and finding it difficult to so much as imagine drinking the hot liquid inside. He was almost scowling, but he stopped himself, being a fairly good actor and knowing the Hatter well enough to know now was not a good time to offend him.

"Where's the knife?" he asked, trying to change the subject.

He wondered, for a brief moment, if that Hatter had washed or boiled the thing since puking it up, but decided it was better not to ask. Besides, he thought, I'm wearing gloves. Doesn't matter. And I've touched things worse than bile before.

He was going to finally take a sip of the tea, hesitated, and then raised the cup to his scarred lips, tilting it, drinking the entire thing at once, and trying not to make a face as he set the cup back down.

[madhatterholle]

The Hatter gestured to the teapot with a serene expression.

[allthisviolence]

If there had still been tea in the Joker's mouth, he would have spit it out.

"It's ... inside there?" he asked.

Fuck. He was going to have to drink more tea.

[madhatterholle]

"Mmhmm." The Hatter smiled over the top of his teacup, before finishing it off and picking up the teapot. A little rattle inside showed he wasn't lying.

"Would you like another?"