@GeoffShancoe@BirdOfBanditry Staggers from the Lounge, almost tripping over his feet, holding aloft a large teapot. Enters an awaiting limo (with the standard blacked out windows) and is driven away.
"at last we are reaDy, my dEar friends in blue,
hurry each of you to your positions.
the evening is on us, and if bAtman stays True,
sHortly he'll try to foil our ambitions."
@lamVengeance@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham@SonOfBatman Hurled across the room and crashing against the one-way mirrored glass, which cracked at the mighty impact as he bounced off it, Jervis fell senseless to the floor.
@FedoraFanatic@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham@SonOfBatman - the Hatter across the room again. This time, he didn’t care how the bastard landed, nor what condition he was in. He deserved far worse—especially after what he had done to Damian.
Batman turned and made for the door.
A last look at the file. Wacko, a straight-up wacko. Been a while. Bullock entered the interrogation room, closing the door behind him. Staring at @FedoraFanatic he said, “Arkham’s already clearing a cell for you. You won’t be here long.”
@lamVengeance@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham@SonOfBatman For the first time Jervis looked a little puzzled and he shook his head. “Names? There are nO names Here? Only the Bird... The Bird, the Bird, the fAt, waddLing birdiE squawking this way… sQawking that way… perhaps wE are all liVing withIn youR head, little Bat… as the Bird, -
@lamVengeance@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham@SonOfBatman - invoLved, in One way oR The anotHer! We’re alL jUst witHin this one massiVe hEad, all of us, folloWing the impliCate orders that setTle down upon uS… that’s why we aRe all Mad!"
@lamVengeance@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham@SonOfBatman His hands were gripping the gauntleted wrists of the Bat. Jervis was feeling tired now… and thirsty. It had been some time since he had a nice cup of tea, and he really could do with one, particularly if this was to be a long conversation.
“Of course, of couRse… We aRe all -
@lamVengeance@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham@SonOfBatman - wheRe was I… wHere am I? WhEre will I be… the Fire… Oh, oh no, thE fiRe was not mY doing, not My style, not in my stYle at all… as yoU say, quite rightLy, it’s the littLe sHameless bitchEs tHat are mY usual… HeHehE!"
@lamVengeance@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham@SonOfBatman His feet dangling almost a couple of feet above the floor, Tetch giggled, grabbing ahold of the angry man’s wrists. “You’Re tickLing me, tHat you aRe, little Bat…”
He stared down into the cold, dark eyes of the Bat, and his face slowly settled into a deadpan expression. “Now, -
@lamVengeance@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham@SonOfBatman - woNder wHat wouLd hAppen if yoU had One more Bad day tHat pUshed you once moRe over the Edge? BecauSe, I guess, little Bat, tHat’s whY you dress uP. You Do so... So when yoU look withIn The Looking glasS yoU don’t see wHo you really are, who you haVe become…"
@lamVengeance@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham@SonOfBatman More plaster cracked and fell upon the dishevelled heap on the floor. With a little bit of coughing and catching his breath, Jervis said, “I gueSs you’Re hAving a bad Day, feelinG a litTle Mad and tHat’s why you’re heRe…” He pushed himself up into a seating position. “You eVer -
@MrCorrupty@lamVengeance@GordonOfGotham@SonOfBatman A high shriek as he crashed against the wall, the plaster cracking as the chair slid from under him and he landed in a heap upon the floor.
“HehEheHe! Why aRe yoU so upSet, little Bat? iS It becauSe I staBbed tHat little Brat?"
@FedoraFanatic@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham Batman stared emptily at Tetch, the latest Freak to make himself known in this damn city.
Freaks were just that...freaks. Some were harmless. Others, not so much.
He wanted to strangle this one though...for nearly taking his son @SonOfBatman’s life.
@lamVengeance@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham The smile that had been on Jervis’ face slowly, softly faded. “… How I woNdered wHere you weRe at, little Bat! I’m so gLad yoU could mAke it."
@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham@FedoraFanatic The lights within the interrogation room faded then went out completely.
Within moments, they flickered to life again, revealing the dark, ominous figure of the Batman standing like a spectre at the other end of the room.
@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham@lamVengeance With a smile so wide, his cheeks almost sealing his eyes shut, Jervis shook his head slowly. Addressing the commissioner, he replied softly, “Oh, oh No, I cAn vouCh for Him. He waSn’t theRe… I wouLd have knoWn…"
@GordonOfGotham@FedoraFanatic Stunned, perhaps nauseous, muted Bullock momentarily. @lamVengeance had brought this sick bastard in due to being in the vicinity of the block fire, and it looked like they were about to close a major case. He swallowed, dimly aware the boss was keeping him physically at bay.
@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham Falling back onto the chair, his upper lip twitching a little, Jervis stayed slumbed within it as he had landed. “You’Re wroNg. They aRe not miSsing. I know whEre they aRe… most oF them… Some of tHem became raTher punGent and jUst had to Go, thEre realLy was no otHer opTion…"
@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham Blinking quickly, looking fixedly upon the pretty photos for a while, such memories. The words of the detective slowly registered within his busy mind, and he giggled.
@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham Each one, so close, so close… “TheSe girls... sO, so closE, but no, nO, no, none of them were my Alice, noNe Of them couLd tell me wHere Alice was…"
@FedoraFanatic@GordonOfGotham Ignoring the tightening in his gut, Bullock turned, looking over at Gordon, before looking back at Tetch. "You know these girls?"
@MrCorrupty@GordonOfGotham His eyes wide, Jervis continued to look at the detective before casting his gaze downwards at the lovely, precious photos. Such precious photos. “Alice…?” he whispered, questioning.
@FedoraFanatic@GordonOfGotham Opened a large file, retrieving a selection of photographs. Laid them before Tetch, one by one, each one depicting a blond woman, each one reported missing.