Joker snarls and jerks around in his own jacket, not coherent enough to think to just take the damned thing off - his eyes are focused on Crane; Tony is just a lump on the ground and Harvey's nothing more than a chain right now, holding him back, locking him up--
"LET GO I'M GOING TO KILL YOU-" He sounds angry, he looks angry - but his breath is coming in sharp, small gasps, his throat's constricted and if he doesn't get out of this place right this second he's going to drop dead.
His hands reach out for Crane who's outside his arm's reach and he hisses, "Fix this, now." He'd scream some more, but his mind is telling him he doesn't have enough air to do that.
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Date: 2009-01-15 05:39 am (UTC)"LET GO I'M GOING TO KILL YOU-" He sounds angry, he looks angry - but his breath is coming in sharp, small gasps, his throat's constricted and if he doesn't get out of this place right this second he's going to drop dead.
His hands reach out for Crane who's outside his arm's reach and he hisses, "Fix this, now." He'd scream some more, but his mind is telling him he doesn't have enough air to do that.