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Rupert Thorne has seen better days.
He took a cluster of shots to the chest from Renee Montoya. He's weary, haggard, bandaged heavily and he's lost a startling amount of weight way too quickly.
His surgery and recuperation have been slow but steady, and the insanity at Blackgate has prevented most of the cops on duty from expediting his prosecution.
Not that it's that much in question. He shot a man in the head in front of witnesses. They've got him, red-handed, on a murder charge.
He's leaning on his elbows on the interrogation room table. Glaring at the mirror and waiting for someone in charge to come face him.
But it's not really a glare of hate or spite.
There's something else in his eyes.
He took a cluster of shots to the chest from Renee Montoya. He's weary, haggard, bandaged heavily and he's lost a startling amount of weight way too quickly.
His surgery and recuperation have been slow but steady, and the insanity at Blackgate has prevented most of the cops on duty from expediting his prosecution.
Not that it's that much in question. He shot a man in the head in front of witnesses. They've got him, red-handed, on a murder charge.
He's leaning on his elbows on the interrogation room table. Glaring at the mirror and waiting for someone in charge to come face him.
But it's not really a glare of hate or spite.
There's something else in his eyes.
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Date: 2006-12-08 09:43 am (UTC)"You got plenty now. I let you have all that so I could tell you this. Batman has been harassing me, non-stop, for months now. Invading my home, stalking me like a serial killer. Robbing me, sweating me, relentless. I see the son of a bitch at the supermarket, the drive-thru... everywhere. Threatening me, saying he's out to GET me - you SAW him there! He was strangling my men!"
He looks Sawyer right in the eye.
"I'm telling you, that guy has been crazy since Year One, but he's lost it. He told me if I DIDN'T shoot that man he was strangling, he was gonna kill us BOTH!"
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Date: 2006-12-08 06:41 pm (UTC)Sometimes she really misses Metropolis. Big Blue doesn't try to kill people, and anyone who says so is probably a signal 16.
Batman ... all the native Gothamites she knows insist he doesn't kill, but they don't love him the way those in the Big Apricot love Superman. Batman isn't about love. He's about fear.
So can she see him stepping over the line? Hell, yeah.
Not that she's going to take this hump's word for it.
"Batman, huh?" she says more skeptically. "How do I know you just haven't been fooled by someone who doesn't realize Halloween was months ago?"
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Date: 2006-12-09 07:26 am (UTC)"You think I'm just some chump rolled in off the turnip truck? You think I don't know the goddamned BATMAN when I see him? The fruitcake has finally LOST it. Mark my goddamned words!"
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Date: 2006-12-09 07:32 pm (UTC)