Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2014 13:53:34 GMT -5
Jervis felt hot. He gasped slightly as he loosened his shirt collar from around his neck, a light kiss of sweat on his brow. It was a cool night, the lamp lights glowed over the silent streets of Gotham. Jervis was having a panic attack, His heart was racing as he tried to keep a hold of his mind.
" How Doth the little crocodile improve his shinning tail.." Jervis muttered, his head aching like someone had smacked him hard with a hammer. He felt his knees shake, he looked an utter wreck. Jervis was leaning against the brick wall of a building in the heart of Gotham. He was trying to get help.. though he had no clue where or who.
" How Doth the little crocodile improve his shinning tail.." Jervis muttered, his head aching like someone had smacked him hard with a hammer. He felt his knees shake, he looked an utter wreck. Jervis was leaning against the brick wall of a building in the heart of Gotham. He was trying to get help.. though he had no clue where or who.