"Oh look, *<span style="font-style: italic">the Joker's wannabe knockoff</span>*," He said as Starfire recoiled from their captor, "Like what you did with the place. Although I gotta deduct points for the hanging corpses in the cases though."<br/><br/>Did he know he was mocking their captor? Yeah, he knew, and he really didn't care. Should he care he was making things increasingly dangerous for Starfire and him? Definitely, since she couldn't fight back like he could. When it came down to it, this guy just brought the smartass out of him.<br/><br/>"So, what started this hobby of yours?" He asked casually, clearly mocking the masked man, "Just so we are clear, You hurt her, I will break your neck."<br/><br/>When the masked man held her chin, Starfire pulled away from his hand and bit it. It was hard enough to tear the glove and draw a decent amount of blood. She spat at him as insult to injury. Not wanting him anywhere close to her, she glared as distainfully as she could manage at him as she tried to break the cuffs but couldn't. She shared a look with him as he felt something building in him.<br/><br/>It was a familiar and strangely liberating feeling. Like something was awakening from a long sleep. Whatever it was, it made Starfire's eyes widen with shock as she watched him. A faint red aura appeared around both his hands as he watched the masked man like a hawk. He felt like he was finally alive again.<br/><br/>_________<br/><br/>*) I couldn't resist at this point. I was aiming at a bit of mocking humor there.