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[thegoddamnjoker]

WHO: The Joker, Beth Turner
WHAT: Daddy pays a visit.
WHERE: Pizzeria.
WHEN: Afternoon. Day 127.

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[darkknightfall]

The Dark Knight didn't bother addressing either the reporter or the psychopath, instead moving forward, neither running towards the Joker, nor moving too slowly. Circling, he planned to interpose himself between the foolish reporter and the murderous clown. Once the civilian was safe, then they could start their fight. But as long as she was here, as long as she could be taken hostage, an offensive was a foolish course of action indeed.

Of course, hidden under his cloak, his right hand readied a Batarang to knock away the cruelly glinting knife from the Joker's hand. After all, he hardly expected the Joker to play the game his way.

[thegoddamnjoker]

He could hear rustling, movement behind him, and it was his turn to move quickly as well. Swiftly like a snake, he reached forward, grabbing the reporter, turning her around, holding the knife to her neck. He had enough experience in this.

"No sudden movements, Batsy," he purred, knife uncomfortably close to the skin. "Isn't it your bed time?"

[blonde_reporter]

Beth cursed herself. She knew he'd do that. Always did. In the comics, movies, everything. And Batman always arose victorious. But, right now, this was life.

"Joker, how is this a fair fight? I mean, don't you like your own little one on one action with your lovely Batman?" She cooed softly, trying to get him to let go. "You wouldn't want me to interupt in your action, would you?"