The Batmobile parked, its new colors not quite what Batman was hoping for, but there were other things to deal with and worry about with higher priority than the color of his precious vehicle. The sudden stop of the Batmobile had caught Batman off guard and he found the seatbelt to be less than helpful, it snapped as if pre-cut, and his face smashed against the steering wheel. The top opened up and out Batman went, save for the smash to his face he was relatively unharmed. The couple of days had done wonders for his wounds, with some extra help from Alfred's medicine cabinet, and he felt ready to take the Joker on in a fair fight.<br/><br/>Not knowing what to expect Batman approached Axis Chemicals with caution and proceeded inside the door that was left ajar. Darkness enveloped him like a blanket, not that the man under the mask minded, it was advantageous for him. He walked slowly, the heavy combat boots barely making a sound as he moved from the cooridoor to the main plant.<br/><br/>There were vats everywhere. The old building had been shut down for some time, but it appeared from the inside that it had been used a little bit recently. To what purpose he was not sure, but Batman supposed the Joker used it as a base of somekind, whether her primary one or not he wasn't positive. In fact there was very little he was sure of, to include the Joker's whereabouts. "I'm here Joker," he called out with a deep gravelly voice, "come on out and make this easy on both of us."