DarkKnightJRK
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Leslie Thomkins was surprised, to say the least, when she saw me heading towards her with a wounded woman in his arms.
"Jesus! What happened to her?" She asked, looking over her wound as I put her on one of the beds.
"The Joker. He shot her in the stomech."
"OH MY GOD!" She must have noticed the baby inside of her. "He killed the child!"
"That was because it was his child," I say. She looks towards me and the unheard words were of 'What?' was evident. "This is Harleen Quinnzel, known as Harley Quinn."
"Jesus, I have to prep her for surgery, get the baby out, she'll need a blood transfusion...Arkham should know her blood type..."
"Speaking of which, I have to go. I have to deliver Joker there. ...He knows who I am now."
"What?!"
"He invaded me in my own home."
"Jesus...at least no one will believe him if he said it, he's too crazy for officials to belive."
"Unfortunately, now he'll go after everyone I know...you--"
"Don't worry about me, Bruce. I may be old, but I can defend myself, that clown gets near me and I won't hesitate to stop him...wow, you must be rubbing off on me."
I can't help but smirk at that.
"You say it like it's a bad thing."
"Well, as much as I'm enjoying the banter--it's rare that I expierence it with someone besides Alfred, espically YOU--but I have to get Harley into surgery--"
I'm gone by then.
"...Next time he comes by I'm asking him how he can do that..."
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I drive to the front lawn of Arkham Asylum. I open the door to the Joker's side and I toss him out and he lands with an uncerimonious thump. I drag him to the lobby of the office, scaring the woman at the desk damn near out of her mind. I drop him near the desk.
"Special delivery," I say in my Batman voice, making the quip sound so dry fire can ignite it like kerosene. She fumbles the phone and calls officials about my arrival with my Joker parcel.
In a few minutes three beefy guards quickly place him in the straight-jacket and starts to drag him away. I walk out without a word.
As I get into the Batmobile, I hear a strange voice in my mind: J'onn's.
~Justice League! Reconvene at the Watchtower as soon as possible. Thank you.~
Might as well. If there's something big going on, I'll need to be there. Not to mention...I can get away from the demons getting at me here in Gotham...
"Jesus! What happened to her?" She asked, looking over her wound as I put her on one of the beds.
"The Joker. He shot her in the stomech."
"OH MY GOD!" She must have noticed the baby inside of her. "He killed the child!"
"That was because it was his child," I say. She looks towards me and the unheard words were of 'What?' was evident. "This is Harleen Quinnzel, known as Harley Quinn."
"Jesus, I have to prep her for surgery, get the baby out, she'll need a blood transfusion...Arkham should know her blood type..."
"Speaking of which, I have to go. I have to deliver Joker there. ...He knows who I am now."
"What?!"
"He invaded me in my own home."
"Jesus...at least no one will believe him if he said it, he's too crazy for officials to belive."
"Unfortunately, now he'll go after everyone I know...you--"
"Don't worry about me, Bruce. I may be old, but I can defend myself, that clown gets near me and I won't hesitate to stop him...wow, you must be rubbing off on me."
I can't help but smirk at that.
"You say it like it's a bad thing."
"Well, as much as I'm enjoying the banter--it's rare that I expierence it with someone besides Alfred, espically YOU--but I have to get Harley into surgery--"
I'm gone by then.
"...Next time he comes by I'm asking him how he can do that..."
-------------
I drive to the front lawn of Arkham Asylum. I open the door to the Joker's side and I toss him out and he lands with an uncerimonious thump. I drag him to the lobby of the office, scaring the woman at the desk damn near out of her mind. I drop him near the desk.
"Special delivery," I say in my Batman voice, making the quip sound so dry fire can ignite it like kerosene. She fumbles the phone and calls officials about my arrival with my Joker parcel.
In a few minutes three beefy guards quickly place him in the straight-jacket and starts to drag him away. I walk out without a word.
As I get into the Batmobile, I hear a strange voice in my mind: J'onn's.
~Justice League! Reconvene at the Watchtower as soon as possible. Thank you.~
Might as well. If there's something big going on, I'll need to be there. Not to mention...I can get away from the demons getting at me here in Gotham...
