❛ don’t you ever just say hello? ❜
Up this high, it almost doesn’t smell like the bags of shit and waste strewn across the streets. Almost, except for that smoky haze ringing the skylights raised above the city in all their masted glory. A facade. Vengeance, too, wears the front of vigilance and blinks around the kohl that wets his lashes. He blinks again to keep it out of his sclera; it burns to fight that onslaught just as any other, but does the trick for now. Those high - tech lenses register Joker before the Batman does by milliseconds and save the footage of his chewed off humor. Bruce doesn’t share in the joke.
❝ Did you fire a gun during Dent’s press conference? ❞ That’s a rhetorical question. Batman’s rasp bleeds through and overpowers any semblance of concern Bruce might have tried for. Regardless, he isn’t happy. The smog up here provides coverage that Vengeance does not leverage for once. Joker has a clear view of his upset even with the mask. Those ringed eyes are eerily milky with frustration. ❝ Why? ❞
— @jokethur // TBM22.
