"I don't blame chance." Harvey shot back, voice dangerously low. "Their choices are what led us here." His choices. Should have never trusted Gordon, should have never trusted the Bat, should have never let this become the game that it was - that it still is.
"You're wrong." He pulled out his coin, holding it up between them, the charred remnants of that night facing the 'dark knight.' Always hated those nicknames. "Everything is chance, everything is a wild draw. If I choose to shoot you right here, right now, it was still random events. That's life- no matter how hard you work, how good you are, it favors no one."
His good eye narrowed further, fingers tight on the coin. "I'm not like him. That Gotham isn't ours, you know it." Stop pretending you can use their mistakes to fix ours. He lifted his chin. "I'm not 'facilitating' them, they had their chance and they play their games separately. I'm doing what the city needs. I'm cleaning up, just like I promised. Maroni, his men, the dregs that the madness left behind. But if you want your chance then fine. Heads I shoot you and walk back to Wayne's, get the surgery and try to live the life you so desperately want from me. Tails you walk away, you throw me in Arkham for all it matters." He said as though it were the simplest thing in the world. For him it was, why couldn't they see it?
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Date: 2009-04-12 07:01 am (UTC)"You're wrong." He pulled out his coin, holding it up between them, the charred remnants of that night facing the 'dark knight.' Always hated those nicknames. "Everything is chance, everything is a wild draw. If I choose to shoot you right here, right now, it was still random events. That's life- no matter how hard you work, how good you are, it favors no one."
His good eye narrowed further, fingers tight on the coin. "I'm not like him. That Gotham isn't ours, you know it." Stop pretending you can use their mistakes to fix ours. He lifted his chin. "I'm not 'facilitating' them, they had their chance and they play their games separately. I'm doing what the city needs. I'm cleaning up, just like I promised. Maroni, his men, the dregs that the madness left behind. But if you want your chance then fine. Heads I shoot you and walk back to Wayne's, get the surgery and try to live the life you so desperately want from me. Tails you walk away, you throw me in Arkham for all it matters." He said as though it were the simplest thing in the world. For him it was, why couldn't they see it?