Deck G, Warehouse 15

[The Joker]

The man of many jokes gazed at holographic image of refitted destroyer in silence for several minutes, while drinking a second glass of ale with his now already an old friend. Collin Breen did not want to interrupt him. He understood this painted man in his own unique way. In Collin's mind, the Joker was fighting for his own independence, independence of mind. They never discussed their ideals and reasons between themselves. Yet they understood each other completely.

The ship itself did not look anything special and the Joker surely was not looking at its design. What he was looking at is all the things he could do with it, how powerful it will be once it is ready for battle, how much fear it will cause to the people when they see the ship on the horizon. For him, it was nothing but a tool for creating chaos - the one and only thing he ever believed in. Or maybe it was the one and only thing he was ever forced to believe.

- Can't rely on anyone these days - he finally spoke. - Have to do everything yourself. I always have. And it's not always easy... - Then he turned off the holographic image, looked Collin into his semi-drunken eyes and said.
- It seems that I can rely on you, my friend.
- It is the best I can offer to ya, J-man - mister Breen responded.
- Oh, I know that. I really do - he continued with his voice filled with. - The life never gave me no choice, Collie. My insanity never gave me no choice either, hahahaha. Of course I'm gonna accept what you're offering. Have your engineers ready, I'm gonna get them what they need in just few hours so they can start working immediately. And here's a small stimulus just to speed things up.

But now I only have one question; are the keys in the ignition, hahaha? I wanna take it out for a little spin.

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