Harvey watched with a morbid sort of apathy, sure enough the man still breathed even as his face began to get unrecognizable between the bullets and the knife. The man's cries were wet now, quieter thankfully though no one glanced down the alley. Gotham knew better.
It took a moment to process the words- calm down- anger unfurling in his chest that was refreshingly familiar. If he was going mad then it was just another fork in the road. A damned lost flip.
"Slit his throat." He said, an order that sounded more like a suggestion and if the man didn't stop screaming soon he'd blow his jaw off with the next hit. "This has to stop."
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Date: 2009-05-05 05:45 am (UTC)It took a moment to process the words- calm down- anger unfurling in his chest that was refreshingly familiar. If he was going mad then it was just another fork in the road. A damned lost flip.
"Slit his throat." He said, an order that sounded more like a suggestion and if the man didn't stop screaming soon he'd blow his jaw off with the next hit. "This has to stop."