You Can Leave Your Hat On
“No, you don’t understand,” Wayne cut in, gesturing back at the abandoned warehouse at the edge of the taped-off scene. “These–kidnapping attempts–always start out the same way. Remove the clothes. Humiliate the victim. Make them feel powerless, so they’re less likely to fight back. Remove all sense of their personality so they’re more likely to comply–”
Jim tuned out his rant slightly, examining the small bats on Wayne’s boxers. Ignoring the fact that no underwear was meant to be worn that tight, the tiny decorations were almost…familiar.
“–well, guess what, kidnappers?” Wayne punctuated his point with a jab of his hand, gesturing at his underwear. “I don’t feel powerless. My personality is right here–-”