Snippet - Lady JokerDoctor Leland's words faded out as an infectious whistling in the next cell up caught his attention. Harland arched an eyebrow and looked into the cell, investigating the inmate within. His eyes widened just a bit when he actually looked her over.
Several things kept this woman from being conventionally beautiful. The first was that she looked sharp. Every edge on her came to a dangerous point, from the tip of her nose to the edges of her slicked-back and voluminous hair. She even managed to make the customary Arkham inmate uniform look like it could cut you.
The second was that she, quite simply, didn't look at all natural. Her skin was chalk white and her lips maraschino cherry-red, while her hair was a rich green that could have passed for black if it were much darker. The woman was of average height, but her extremely slight build made her look far shorter than she was. She was thin enough to worry people, and Harland was certain he could pick her up with only one arm.