Who: The Joker and Poison Ivy Where: Gotham City, Arkham City. When: Monday, November 21 What: The two finally meet. Rating: PG-13
"Awright! Out of the way!" The loud and boorish guard said to the pair standing watch over the common area. The guards shuffled aside in an almost bored manner but visibly stiffened at the sight of the man being escorted. Their eyes narrowed as hands tightened on the baton's strapped to their belts. The guards milled about a disheveled man hunched over. Dark green hair hung down to obscure his face from view. The head guard shoved the Joker forward through the double doors. "Play nice clown."
Pale feet found purchase on the tile floor as the madman known as The Joker steadied his balance. For a moment the clown prince stared after the overweight guard posturing in front of his friends. The clown sucked air through his teeth and wondered how cocky that guard would be in the final moments of life. Joker ran his tongue over the cracked skin of his lips and turned away. He'd find out soon enough.
As Joker set his gaze about the common area of the Asylum he could see every eye on him. They were watching. And waiting. The last time he'd been allowed into the common area, someone had ended up in Intensive Care. He could practically hear their thoughts as he paced forward. He shot them one final glance and gave a snort of derision as he took a seat on the bench near the barred window. His arms squirmed idly in the strait-jacket and he turned his gaze out the window.