Is the madness (The Joker)

[Doctor Harleen Quinzel]

Harleen walked down Arkham 's halls a little lost for words. She held her notes close to her chest; she was distressed as she might not be able to talk to the Joker again. Now she was walking toward Joker's cell in a hurry as she knew this might be the last time she could talk to the Joker. She was alone with her own thoughts now, but she thought hings she shouldn't thhink.

'I shouldn't have told him, I shouldn't have told him how I felt. Now I'm paying for it.'

She knew Dr. Arkham was right, but still she hadn't expected this to happen, She need to learn more about the Joker and she need to learn it now before Dr.Arkham got his way. As she walked down the halls she saw an issue, there was security guards around, but knew how to handle them.

“Dr. Arkham give me permission to talk to him, in fact I just came from there.” She paused

They were silent “You can disturb him if you want, but he is very busy. I don't think he would like to be disturbed though.”

They looked like they didn't want to do that, so let her pass without a question. Harleen walked as fast as he could to his cell, but when she got there she paused as she looked at him, she looked at him upset.

“Mr. Joker I hope it's ok, but I need to talk to you as soon as possible. “

[Joker]

Joker: You want to talk to.. muah? Well by all means Doc.. come in! Come in! Make yourself at home! (Harleen entered the cell, her notes on her clipboard pulled against her chest and she sat down. Joker pulled up the bench and hunched forward looking at Dotor Harleen dead square in the eyes. And it was something in his eyes that had her... captivated. Her guard seemed to be let down when she saw him.) "I can see something's on your mind sweets. Why don't you tell your friend Joker what's bugging you?"[/color]

She paused and the grip on her clip board had loosened and it lowered a bit, enough that Joker was able to get a peak down. He wasn't able to read it all but a few key things stood out. Family, Childhood, Abuse, like Joker. It immediately peeked his interest and he brought forth a big grin.

Joker: How about I ask YOU a question Doc... we did have a deal after all. Now why did you run out on me when it came to your childhood?

Doctor Quinzel: I would rather not answer that, Joker.

Joker: It's alright sweets because I can see it in your eyes. There's not all rainbows and lollipops going on in there, is there... Harley. My fathers story struck a nerve, I could see it in you. It struck a nerve, and it got some gears turning. I can see it in your eyes, Doc, those gears are turning as we speak. So why don't you go ahead and tell ol' Jay what's going on in that mind of yours. I won't bite... promise. HEHEHE-HAHAHAHAHA

Doctor Quinzel: Well... this might be the last time that we get to speak. Doctor Arkham thinks I have too much of an attachment to you... and he's right. You're not like anybody I've ever met and we're... we're...

Joker: You share similarities with me, Sweets. It's in your eyes, they tell a story and I can see it. You're just like me, you were abused as a child and I understand you more than anybody else. But it doesn't have to be that way, Harleen. You enjoy me... and who am I to say that I don't enjoy you just a little bit too. You're... you're rational and not some lug head like ol' Jer Jer. And he wants to take you away from me, Harley. But it doesn't have to happen... you could just... use a little pull, a little trickery, say... get me out of here and I can promise you a grand time and together Harley... together we can get back at that BAT for putting me here in the first place... and all because he didn't enjoy a little bit of comedy... HE-HE-HE-HAHAHA

[Doctor Harleen Quinzel]

Harleen knew this was a somewhat bad idea, but she couldn’t stand the fact that she might not be able to talk to the Joker again. She didn’t really know why her thoughts were so contradicting her so much, she had no idea why she was taken this risk. Not only could she lose her job doing this, but she was also taken a big risk by facing the Joker alone. Everything she was doing here today was a risk, she was waiting for him to reply before she entered the room.

Harleen didn’t know how he’d react to her presence, but he soon invited her in to the room. He seemed to be welcoming to her into his cell. She looked blankly at him; she didn’t know how to respond to his words. Harleen couldn’t form a rational thought for now, she couldn’t even form any words at the moment. She was silent as she entered his cell, she grips her notes close to her, it was obvious there was something up with the young women. Off course The Joker would see this, he might even take advantage of this.

She could see that the Joker was looking at her intensely, he seemed to be looking into her eyes, she didn’t like how he looked at her. It made her feel even more uneasy then what she already was. He called her sweets now; she looked confused but bemused by his words.

The uneasiness made her lose her grip on her clip board, she had lowered it a little. She had no idea that the Joker had seen what she had written on there. She didn’t want anyone to see what she had written on this clipboard, but she had no idea that it was too late for that. She saw his grin and it made her even more nervous. She looked at him shocked, as he asked her the same question that had made her leave the last time. He brought up that she had ran out the last time he had brought up her childhood. That may be true, but she still didn’t want to talk about it.

Doctor Quinzel: "I would rather not answer that, Joker."

Yet when she heard his reply, she sank down a little. She tried to hide her eyes from him as he could see way to much. How could he know these things? It seemed he knew more about her then she did about him. It seemed he knew everything that had been going through her mind as of late, he seemed to know that his story had struck a nerve within her. He seemed to understand her mind more then she understood his, but how? How could he know more about a person’s mind then her? She had studied hard to understand a persons mind, she had worked so hard to gain understanding, but he made it seem so simple to understand those things.

‘Fascinating, simply fascinating.’

He finished his statement; she took a few moments, as she couldn’t find the right words. He had struck her again, he seemed to know something he wasn’t meant to know about her. Once she found the words she wanted to say, she said.

Doctor Quinzel: "Well... this might be the last time that we get to speak. Doctor Arkham thinks I have too much of an attachment to you... and he's right. You're not like anybody I've ever met and we're... we're..."

It was true off course. It was a shameful admittance, as a doctor she couldn’t feel this way about him or anyone. She had almost told him that they were alike, but she had stopped herself, yet The Joker seem to pick up on her statement. She looked up in shock again; he seemed to know where she had been heading with her statement, how could he have knowing that she was going to say that they shared similarities.

Harleen didn’t know how to react, she froze in her place. She was silent as he said her eyes had giving her away, how could he know so much just by looking into her blue eyes? She gasped as he said, what she didn’t want him to say. She closed her eyes for a moment pretending she hadn’t heard him say that. How could he know? The shame of it, this man knew her shameful secret. How had he learned this about her? The worst thing Harleen came to recognise was that The Joker was right. He did understand her more than anyone else.

Doctor Quinzel:“How ... How do you know that? How!” She yelled out “You been spying on me?” She said in anger, “I haven’t told anyone about that, so how could you know about that? How could you tell that just by looking at my eyes.”

Halreen opened her eyes now looking at him with a sad expression on her face, but her shame was also evident. A small smile crept across her face as he spoke now, what he said made her smile. It felt like a compliment from him, how strange it was to be compliment by him. He said she was rational, but he mentioned how Dr. Arkham wanted to tear them apart. He said that it didn’t’ t have to be that way, she leaned toward him interested in what he had to say. Yet she soon pulled back, as she couldn’t so what he just asked.

Doctor Quinzel:“I can’t..” She paused “I have my job to think about...Yet I want to know so much more about you.” She explained

She was full of doubt now, she couldn’t do what he had asked. She spend all this time wanting to be who she was today. Yet the only reason she had became a doctor was find out why her father had hurt her. Yet the grand time thing had sparked her interest a little, she smirked for a moment but it soon faded. Who knew what a grand time with the Joker was like? When he mentioned the Batman she forward as she didn’t like him.

Doctor Quinzel:“I don’t like him much either, my mother once compared me to him. I hated when she did that. I don’t want to be anything like any of the heroes she compared me to. I never, I never got to be my own person until now.” She admitted, Yet she had no idea why she had just admitted it

[Joker]

Joker: That's exactly it, sweets. They have you confined in here. Jer Jer has you wanting to be his little puppet but what is it that you get out of it? Somebody as... eloquent... intelligent as you can't sure want to hold yourself up in these dark and gloomy walls. You're doing yourself... you're doing ol' Jer Jer an injustice by not being YOU. It's time to blow this joint... Harley. The time has come to get out of here. You say your mother compared you to that bat... but what has the bat done? He killed the white night in Dent. I made it clear... all he had to do to stop that bomb from going off was just... show up but he couldn't even do that. The bat just couldn't just humor me and just show up. He's no symbol of the good and righteous. If anybody belongs confided within these walls sweets, it's not you and it's not me. I admit... perhaps I can be a little... rash with my thinking and methods but do you want to be compared to a criminal... a murdered... or somebody that understands you and can help you more than you could ever imagine.

Doctor Quinzel: But... but what about the bombing. You killed all those people...

Joker: No sweets, JER JER killed them. He can't say I didn't warn him, I even told Gordie right to his face! So maybe I left out a few minor details, and maybe I told them the wrong building but why would Jer Jer wait until the last minute with so many lives at stake to tell Gotham's finest? Get me out of here Harley... let's take back the streets of Gotham and do it together. And take care of that question marked freak and that damn BAT. Helping me out of here will be doing Gotham a justice, sweets. It's for the better of everybody. And I REALLY hate to put such a sweet girl dedicated so much to her work like yourself in this situation but the way I see it you have two options. Jer Jer doesn't want you around little ol' me anymore. But you don't want to leave. So here's your options: (he made that smacking noise with the saliva in his mouth and licked his lips. Joker leaned in nice and close to Harley, and she leaned in to hear what he had to say.) We blow this Popsicle stand you can get yourself all all exclusive pass to the world and the mind of The Joker OOORRR you can walk away, right here and right now and not be able to look back because Jer Jer won't let you. I'm getting out of here one way or another, sweets, with or without you. I could have left a long time ago but I stayed here for YOU. Now you have a decision to make. HE-HE-HE-HAHAHAHA

[Doctor Harleen Quinzel]

Harleen didn't know why she was sharing so much about her past with the Joker. She had just blurted it out without thinking. Yet he talked now and she listens intently to his words. She couldn't help but listen to him now, he had her attention and he may never lose it. He was so fascinating to a woman who was fascinated by extremes personalities. Her mind was racing away trying to understand him.

There was no way she could work out how he thought just by talking to him, she saw that now. So she listened as that all she could do for now. She looked hurt as he insulted her mentor, but at the same time she saw his point. She did feel confined by the Asylum, there much more to see and do. There were more people out there she wanted to understand, maybe she could understand them better by getting out of this place and seeing them.

She looked at him as intently as he looked at her, she listened as he said she was doing a great injustice by not being her.

Doctor Quinzel “I don't remember what is it like to be me.” She said shyly

He said it was time for them to get out of this place, she was still unsure if she should do this, but the temptation was there. The temptation was there though. She moved her blonde hair as she looked off for a moment. She frowned as they talk about her mother comparing her to Batman, she laughed a little as he spoke.

Doctor Quinzel “Well she said this before he killed Dent; I bet you anything she's change her tune now. Then again I won't ever know how she feels now, because I don't want to see or talk to that woman.” She said now in anger

She listened to his words about the Batman with a smile, as this was an interesting insight on about the man. The Joker had faced The Batman before, so maybe the Joker knew what the Batman was really like, but her smile soon faded. She remembered that the Joker had killed people to.

Doctor Quinzel: But... but what about the bombing. You killed all those people...

She wanted to hear why he had done it, but then he blamed her mentor for those deaths, she looked at him confused and shocked. How could he blame her mentor? Yet he explained he warned Dr. Arkham. Harleen listen closely, but even she didn't understand why her mentor hadn't acted quicker.

Doctor Quinzel “I don't know why he didn't act quicker.. Maybe they didn't belief you, but they shouldn't have taken any chances.” She sighed

She looked conflicted as he said that she should get him out of here. When he said they should take back the streets of Gotham, her look changed once again. Why did he say together? Her heart jumped a little after he had said that. Now she wondered who the question mark freak was.

Doctor Quinzel: “Together?” She questioned

Harleen didn't know what to do, as he said that it would be justice to allow him to ecape. Yet The Joker wasn't cured or even that helped. If she allowed him to escape, then she would undo anything they had done so for. What if they hadn't helped him at all, What if he would never change? Harleen listen as he gives her two options, so she leaned toward him so he could listen to those options.

His offer was intriguing and generally interesting to her, it seemed like something she could do. She really wanted to know more about the Joker's mind. The temptation over came the logical side of her mind. She didn't want to walk away from him, not now she was learning so much about him. She looked toward the window for a moment.

Doctor Quinzel: “You stayed here for me?” She asked

She looked again to see were the security guard were for a moment, she took a few moments to think about what he had offered her.

Doctor Quinzel:“What the hell, all I'm losing is these boring minds. They don't fascinate me as much as your mind does.”

OOC~ So I thought we could plan out the escape on Pm, so we can be on the same train of thought

[Doctor Harleen Quinzel]

Harleen hadn't expected things to go like this in her life, she had never expected to plan the things she had planned for today. A day ago she had talked to the Joker about how she wouldn't see him again, he had somehow got her to agree to get him out of Arkham Asylum. The thing that scared her the most though, was that she wanted to do this, after all this was the only way for her to learn everything about him. Harleen had planned something big to in order to get him out, but acting upon it was something was something else all together.

She was nervous off course, who wouldn't feel that way, she was about to do something against the law. Yet this was going to make her a criminal and that made her feel bad. She didn't know whathads driving her to do this, but in a way she did know what had made her do this. If this went well she could be with the Joker no matter what, have no one tell her when she could and couldn't see him. She wanted this more than anything else in the world. Nothing else matter to her now, nothing else matter to her but the Joker.

She left her office with a bag full of stuff she had gotten from the supply cupboard. You see Arkham Asylum had things in that cupboard encase inmates got out of there cells. She had managed to get some of this stuff on the sly, as she knew the routines of the people in this place and she knew how to make her way around them. Harleen was a smart woman, smarter than people knew she was, so she had waited to after hours to start this whole break out.

She rolled some of the knock out gas toward the night nurses and they fell to the ground, Halreen smiled as she didn't want to hurt anyone in this mission. She wasn't a person who liked to hurt people, but she could fight them if they even tried to attacked her.

She made her way toward the security control room were all the cameras were kept. She knew she had to shut them down but erase them to, as she didn't want anyone to know that she was the one who had done this. She opened the door to the room and set off more KO gas, she took a few moments and then entered the room. She stepped over a sleeping man then did the task that she had come here to do, she then made it so the light swent out in the Asylum.

Harleen now made her way through the Asylum in the dark; she made her way toward the Jokers cell quietly. She felt for his door and opened it slowly.

Doctor Harleen: “You miss me?” She asked

[Joker]

Joker: I knew you'd come back for me sweets. Not a doubt in my mind. Are you ready to blow this Popsicle stand, Harleen and move on to the world of freedom?! Do your... dirty work! HE-HE-HE-HAHAHA

Doctor Harleen: Call me Harley, Mistah J, it's got a nice little ring to it. Might wanna stand back for this one!

Joker takes a few steps back and gives Harley a bow with a laughter, that sick menacing laughter, and Harley brings her bag off of her back and pulls a few things out of it. Once they start to stick to the walls of the cell door it's clear that they're plastic explosives. Most likely a ploy of Jokers since he always loves to make a scene. The explosion goes off without a hitch, Harley covers her ears and once the bit of smoke clears, the alarms are going off and Joker stands twirling a knife in his hand and he steps out of the cell and hooks out his arm. Harley with a big smile, hooks his arm and they walk through the halls of the asylum. Before they got too far, Harley stopped and from her bag of goodies and it was an automatic similar to an uzi and with guards beginning to storm down the hall, Harley is able to keep them busy whilst using a smoke screen from her bag of tricks. But the smoke screen wasn't an actual smoke bomb, but rather laughing gas stopping the guards dead in their tracks.

Joker: I think... I think we need to have a little bit more fun. They're all too SERIOUS![/color]

The alarms still going off, the voice of Jeremiah Arkham over the speakers

"This is an imminent lockdown! All guards to the west wing! Patient J has escaped and must be restrained! Use extreme caution he may be using lethal force!

The sound of Jokers laughter echo's through the halls and Joker looks at his wrist like he had a watch on and has Harley step back. Then an armored car breaks through the wall of the west wing and the doors fly open. Men dressed in clown masks. Joker and Harley get ino the back of the car, but in an instant Joker slices the throat of the goon in the back and throws him into the wing and slams the doors shut. The vehicle made its way down the bridge without hesitation and nobody even aware yet of what was going on in the asylum. Joker had done it; with the help of a former asylum doctor, Harleen Quinzel... now Harley Quinn who embraced the dark side in her a new day of reckoning for Gotham was in store.