[RL - Poor drunk Joker 8( GUEST STARRING: LISA AND HARVEY!]

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The Joker was many, many things.

Right now, thanks to the community, he was a drunken clown haphazardly throwing dirty old sheets over a bloodstained couch. After all, drunk or not he knew that Lisa probably - just probably - wouldn't enjoy sitting on or near blood. So, he'd hide it, even if that meant stumbling to and from rooms to get cleaner sheets - so that's where his feet went - just to make a better impression. The fact that it looked strange and out of place didn't really register to him.

And besides, there was a good chance she wouldn't show. After all, the community had seemed so very, very against it. Oh well, no loss.

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The intervention gave Harvey pause as well, glance falling to Lisa as though he hadn't realized she was there, lingering a moment before he took a step back, expression unreadable. He gave her a long look, probing, as if trying to remember something before he snorted.

"Fine." He said, attention falling back to Joker at his nearly confused words. His lips quirked cruelly, faintly, after a moment. "A normal mediation." he said.

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Lisa dropped her hands away from both of them, taking a deep breath. She had gotten out of that surprisingly unscathed. Good. That was good. With a shaky smile she nodded to the Joker, trying to assure that she was agreeing to his demands to cut the contact. Hands wringing in front of her, she just nodded.

"I'll go. I should go." Asserting such, she gave another curt nod and then promptly started for the door.

[tntandgasoline]

The Joker was starting to realize he was on the losing side of whatever fight they were having this time, but still, he wasn't one to just let things go. "You," he said, pointing vaguely at Lisa, "Don't have to go. Harvey doesn't own anything here."

He pointed then to Harvey, opened his mouth, then made a frustrated sound and slumped into the sofa. "Fuck it, you don't even listen."