Characters: OUHarley Quinn, OPEN
Where: The Bank
When: Sometime in the evening
Summary: Harley's wandering around and missing the Joker... A lot.
Warnings: Harley's being...well, Harley. Meaning she's switching emotions around so fast, you might get whiplash trying to keep up.
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It is to laugh, huh Mistah J? )
He flew over the buildings, swooshing around the bank's old clock tower, he laid his his purple metallic hues downwards, only after hearing "Blow something up." He peered down, only to see a woman in a jesters uniform. Mistah J? Was that..
He narrowed his eyes, floating over head, scanning history files, then scanning the recent posts on the econtra comm.
"Harley Quinn, I presume.."
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With a soft, "eep!" she sprung up and took a few steps back, gazing up at him.
"What's with all these people knowin' my name? Just who are you?"
You know, aside from not being who she hoped he'd been. it was a bit disappointing, really.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she regarded the floating--flying?-- boy--alien?- with a kind of curious, suspicious air. "How are you doin' that...?"
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"Brainiac 5." He said before slowly floating to the ground, landing on his feet. "And that's my secret. I know you because you're the sidekick of the Joker. I've read the history files on you..."
A beat.
"And before you ask, yes.. I come from your future. The thirty first century, in fact."
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"Mah future? Really?" She was quiet, thoughtful a moment, before grinning slyly. "The future? Really? My reputation proceeds me that long? What's the future like?" She asked, taking a step closer to him, her smile innocent.
She'd milk this opportunity for all it was worth.
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Brainy wasn't really a Batman fan anyway. Superman, the Super family. Maybe it was a obsession spawning from his predicessor? Maybe. Who knew.
"Flying cars, space travel.. just like in the cartoons.." he half lied, if only to give her a satisfying answer. He didn't want her to leave him hanging.
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An eyebrow rose. "Lier, lier~" She sing-songed, chuckling a bit. "Yer kiddin' right? I mean, space travel I can believe but flyin' cars? Ha!"
Her hands rested on her hips, shifting her weight onto one leg. "So what, ya wanna interview me or somethin'?"
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"Oh, but it's true. Flying cars, transmatter gates.. Whatever you can imagine, really.. Though knowing you I might be giving you too much credit." Did a villain really deserve anything less?
"And again, No."
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"Humph! How rude!" Unimaginative? Her? Is that what he'd just called her!?
Her fingers twitched, itching for her mallet. "Yer lucky these cuffs prevent me from showing you how 'imaginative' I can be!"
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"Forgive me, I didn't mean to be so forward or offending. Rest assured that I'll treat you with as much respect as a revered super villain such as your self deserves." Which is not much.
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But with his next comment, a smug look appeared on her face and she drew herself up. "Well, now that's betta! That's more like it~"
The professional, sane part of her brain was carefully adding 'bi-polar' to the ever-growing list of mental disorders Harley seemed to be acquiring.
"Ya said there wasn't much on me in history books. Just what is said about me?"
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