Watching her

“You are trying to understand madness with logic. This is not unlike searching for darkness with a torch” Tetch cried as he eyed the batman with a rigid yet nearly careless stare while picking at the rim of his hat nervously and keenly awaiting the caped beasts response. His pale thin lips painted in a mad grin.

He let the words flow and the scene through the ridges and the valleys of the graying mass that rested behind his eyes with smile the thin paper of the comic pages fluttered in the slow breeze of the icy rainy morning. Looking over the blue and neon coloring of this mad hatters suit made him a bit ill personally between himself and the deary sky he though himself plain looking with his shoulder length well perhaps shoulder length was a minor lie the bottom of his slightly curled mousy brown hair brushed his lean shoulders in weak waves. Pulling on the middle of his long black woolen jacket sighing he already missed his comfortable waistcoat with it's satin lining and lounge suit with it's lovely six buttoned breast.

Yes he knew he was very very out of fashion for this time period when left to himself he would happily chose a blend of Edwardian gentleman's attire with relaxed vaguely goth inclined bend as he perfered coal or raven hued base tones with hints or linings of faded scarlet, deep plum and dark sapphire.
It was Wednesday another dreadful Wednesday and he was on his way to bus center to get down town back to his little office to continue in that medical filing hellhole.
The work week was starting again for him.
Only the thoughts that are found through walking are valid ah the prose of Nietzsche had some truth to it he hummed to the soft notes of the street violinist as he passed the tired looking youth with his instrument. A squeak from the alley brought him to the idea of those little beasts again his Alice's little wiggly pets she loved rats … of the things rats for him rats something you tested things on or taught tricks to test little low level psychological and memory based things.
But personally if one of those fuzzy little creatures would please he might permit it into his home if she was well behaved and pleasing. Rats could be fun to play with at times he let the memory of his childhood pet that plain looking brown mouse dance through his mind as he mulled over other things like his Alice's wandering eyes and her rather playful nature to most the idea of having a bisexual girl was highly entertaining but to him it was some what unpleasant.

“she is mine and I only want her lusting after and touching me and me alone” his voice a bit colder then he wanted it to be as he breathed that statement looking at his watch case with it's swirling pattern and beautiful etching with that long sterling chain letting the pocket watch sway and twist before him. She had a few issues and things he wanted to change nothing too dramatic. His breath white and heavy in the cold air as he thought over the things he wanted modify or remove from her personality.