“Ita…” the jester repeated in a melodic tone. “A wonderful name you have.”
The jester then gave a little theatrical bow, her right hand in the air and the left on her chest. “You may address me as Joker. A pleasure to meet you.” Joker didn’t seem to mention her last name—nor her first, as the name “Joker” could be a stage name.
“I assume you came to this wonderful bar to relax, correct?”
The jester then gave a little theatrical bow, her right hand in the air and the left on her chest. “You may address me as Joker. A pleasure to meet you.” Joker didn’t seem to mention her last name—nor her first, as the name “Joker” could be a stage name.
“I assume you came to this wonderful bar to relax, correct?”
Veronica Mills wrote:
She would look over to the man speaking, and raise any eyebrow.
"How the hell do you know my name? I haven't even told you yet. You some kinda mind reader? What number am I thinking of?"
The only obvious number was, of course, 6 7.
"How the hell do you know my name? I haven't even told you yet. You some kinda mind reader? What number am I thinking of?"
The only obvious number was, of course, 6 7.
He spoke into her mind "yes, actually"
Joker wrote:
“Ita…” the jester repeated in a melodic tone. “A wonderful name you have.”
The jester then gave a little theatrical bow, her right hand in the air and the left on her chest. “You may address me as Joker. A pleasure to meet you.” Joker didn’t seem to mention her last name—nor her first, as the name “Joker” could be a stage name.
“I assume you came to this wonderful bar to relax, correct?”
The jester then gave a little theatrical bow, her right hand in the air and the left on her chest. “You may address me as Joker. A pleasure to meet you.” Joker didn’t seem to mention her last name—nor her first, as the name “Joker” could be a stage name.
“I assume you came to this wonderful bar to relax, correct?”
"Thank you." Ita deducted that Joker was more than likely a stage name, but he couldn't judge if the slight chance of it actually being her name. "Joker is fitting for a jester," they commented. "I did. Well, my superiors actually sent me." The tone of their voice didn't sound like he thought of them highly at all.
“Thank you, I thought of it myself,” Joker continued. “And your superiors seem to care about your well-being, sending off for you to relax and all. It seems you are the type of person who never knows how to relax, correct? You must find yourself to relax every now and then for a young person like yourself…”
Joker placed a hand on her chest, “As for me, I came here… as an escape from reality.” The jester left it at that, probably insinuating she has some trouble back home. Or, she’s just being theatrical.
Joker placed a hand on her chest, “As for me, I came here… as an escape from reality.” The jester left it at that, probably insinuating she has some trouble back home. Or, she’s just being theatrical.
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