Angrily rattling a tin, filled with rocks, as loud as possible. No reason, not even insomnia, although one can't exactly ignore the dark rings around his eyes. Nope, just in a "𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆" sort of mood.
Silence, but where, oh where, is Gotham City's most dangerous criminal? Unfortunately, he's been tasked with living in a target's walls and periodically leaving, to move a few objects, write some accusatory messages in blood, maybe leave said person questioning their sanity.
Manipulation is far easier, if one sprinkles a little hint of truth and reality, into those insidious lies. The more believable and genuine said story is, a better likelihood any following deceit shall not unravel, at first glance. Anyone else, might struggle beneath the sheer 》
Harleen was eating up the performance he was putting on. She felt his pain, could hear the sincerity in his voice. Most of the times, her observational skills were far too keen to buy the stories that her patients often told. She had an innate gift at weeding through the —
》morsel of Zero's background or a slither of truth, to bolster his performance? At this point, even he doesn't know, "You won't do tests on me, Doc? The others did. So many, I... I don't remember why anymore."
How much reality, did he intricate weave into his performance? 》
@laepilogues 》people, fuckin' Killer Moth? Undoubtedly, one might think he's insane, "I had to tell someone, you seemed like one of the few, who might believe me. I guess, listening is all you can do, I doubt you can protect me from him."
The criminal slowly raises from his seat, letting 》
@laepilogues 》contact, instantly brought to a close, his gaze turns back towards her, "I don't think the GCPD will welcome me, with open arms, given my track record an' all that jazz."
Gaze flickering towards the window, he pauses for a brief second and eventually, seems to relax.
@laepilogues 》abl to see how quickly change arrived, yet can someone, such as himself, ever be trusted?
"Doc, you're amazing an' all, but tell them about a dude, dressed up like a psychedelic mother? I don't think they'll buy my tale," Jack finishes off the water and following the brief 》