#jonathan stop that

[crystal-abyss]

THEY'RE KILLING HIM

[influencedbyfear]

@princessofgotham continued from (x)

Holly glared into the eyes of the man in front of her. She listened to every word he said and the only thing that she felt was hate, her eyes narrowed until they were merely piercing blue slits.

“Oh I’m sure I do, you say that as if you didn’t do him any harm. I know exactly what you did. However, I don’t know why you did it, but you’re extremely wrong. He was exactly that, a sovereign. But not only of the Narrows, for the entire city of Gotham. He got more done than you probably know, and now what are you going to do? Stick me in this room like a fucking lab rabbit and dissect me? I sure as hell don’t have to answer to you. There’s not one fucking reason you can come up with that will justify anything or get any answers out of me unless they’re snide and sarcastic.”

     Revulsion surrenders to apathy. Her palpable abhorrence composes with idiosyncratic delusions, and she, much like her father, gifts him with ignorance. Soundless misgivings lucklessly befall a distant regard and undisguised impartiality. A pity she promptly equips herself with an expanse of undesirable perspective.

    “Misconceptions as these are reason you belong in Arkham.” It’s not an affair of suitable opinion as it is pragmatic to actualities. “Your father, this sovereign, rewarded me with his every fear, mind absent as he lost sights of what it means to rule, and recollections of you.” This king didn’t have far to fall when beneath the steady hand of an executioner. She’ll not entirely need to concern herself with trivialities, she’s composed herself with similar empty headedness her father exhibited. 

    “Care to vocalize your fears or shall I treat you as I did him?” Her cooperation, dissimilar to inherited  idiocy, is welcome.