I made a small whimpering sound, to afraid to call out for help. I continued to watch the knife, relief overwhelming me as he stops tracing my eyes, but the feeling doesn't last long as he moves to my cheek.
"What? You're making no sense. Just put the gun down." I say, and grin as I say this because I just move my hand in a downward motion and the revolver falls to the ground.
"Are you going to pick that up?" I ask while quirking an eyebrow
I move my hands in a downward motion and it falls to the ground like the revolver.
"You're going to need to get a real weapon if you want to fight me.
Those are some little toys for such a big man." I sneer.
(PS she fights old style so a katana would work :3, and if you got that last reference, yay!)
(Really on my part its an excuse for the three following: keep joker from destroying himself, because you actually do keep up with him well, and so I wont actually kill you if I get the chance)
"Looks like I'm gonna need to find a new playmate. Oh, and we were having so much fun, too!"
"That's his kind of fun. People like him need to and will be stopped." I say, putting emphasis and basically yelling the last part as a taunt for the joker to hear.
