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[Harley has been making herself comfortable since arriving at Vertiline, and that has included the complete redecoration of her own artichoke pod. She's located, through much rummaging at the temple and through the supply rooms, a set of curtains that she was able to adjust to her liking, adding a certain feminine touch to her pod. There is a
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Threats aside, I mean really .. what could she do? Cute little thing like her .. all lost and alone with them big ole teary eyes.]
Ain't too many folks hang around here .. I mean, I met the Pie-Man an' Lily .. An' there's a broad from Gotham that I've seen a few times. Do ya really think that folks will wanna be my friend? I mean, I ain't exactly polished, ya know?
[A well timed sniffle as Warrior addresses the Frank issue and she casts those big eyes up at Warrior again, looking for all the world like she's opening her heart to him. She is already certain she's not going to be able to get away with keeping the rabbit under Warrior's watch, but ..]
Can we at least let 'im go in the woods? I mean .. there ain't no reason ta kill 'im, is there? [Her voice nearly breaks at the word 'kill' and Harley looks all the world like this is the SADDEST DAY EVER!!] He ain't done nothin' since I caught 'im an' he's been a really good bunny ..
[Tears .. oh, god, the tears! Warrior, can you handle it? Obviously that threat was just a facade to protect her tender and insecure inside self!! This is obviously a girl with a big heart that just having a hard time adjusting to life away from her loved ones.]
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He's still not entirely willing to trust her, but he's finding it impossible to hold a grudge, or to maintain his irritation with her.
Damn, he's gullible.]
I do not think that many of us are 'polished'. [He's pronouncing that like he's not really sure what it means.] We come from many different worlds. It would be strange if there were no one willing to be your friend.
[He looks down at the bunny again. On the one hand, it goes against his grain to leave this thing alive. On the other...well, it's just one. People know the threat they represent. And if it does come back, he will do what he must.
He knows this rationalization is flimsy in the extreme, but Harley's looking too sad for him to do anything else.]
Very well. Come, I will go with you into the forest, and we can release him.
[At least he can make sure that the little beast isn't let go anywhere near the pods.]
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Sure, ya can say that, but I don't see nobody linin' up ta meet yours truly. Here I am, livin' all on my lonesome an' all I got fer company is Groucho an' Frank .. [Like hell she's going to bring up Mighty Mouse now. She watches him as he seems to war with himself for a time before speaking again. She does her best to look apologetic and pulls it off beautifully. She sniffles again and nods, moving to pick up Frank's cage.]
I didn't mean ta get nobody hurt, ya know? I'm all talk, really ..
[She hefts the rickety cage, but it remains in one piece. Frank grunts, but remains otherwise silent as Harley turns and looks at Warrior expectantly. She gives him one more 'pleeeeeease' look, but knows it's all for naught. With a sigh she nods and begins tromping off toward the forest.]
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We have only been here a short while. If you were to use your communicator more often, at least you could speak to more people.
[Admitting mistakes is another good way to soften the Warrior up. He tries very hard to see good in people.]
You did not think. But no one was hurt.
[Yeah, that sorry look isn't going to do any good. He'll walk by her side as they make their way into the forest.]
What sort of world did you come from?
[Attempts at smalltalk, go!]
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I suppose .. I mean, I guess it wouldn't hurt ta give it a try, ya know?
[Harley can play nice if it means keeping herself out of trouble; unless, of course, she's trying to get IN trouble. She sighs softly, though, annoyed that she's having to release her new-found pet bunny back into the woods. He falls into step beside her as they walk and she glances sidelong as he attempts small talk.]
Hmm? Gotham?
[A smile curls her lips and she gets a kind of faraway look to her eyes as she describes it.]
It's full'a all kinds'a schmucks an' broads .. Criminals an' psychos an' cops tryin' ta ruin all the run. Heists an' explosions an' any number'a crazy things ta get yer blood pumpin' ... Boy do I miss it.
[The last is said with a heartfelt sigh. There is a beat and then she thinks to ask the same of the towering figure of a man next to her.]
What about yerself?
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The world I came from was composed of the fragments of many others. It was a battleground for the forces of harmony and disorder.
My comrades - and our foes - came from many different worlds.
[He hesitates, before adding.]
I do not remember the world I was born on... All I know is that war.
[Maybe sharing this personal fact will make Harley feel more comfortable.]
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She cocks her head and turns it slightly to look at Warrior sidelong as he describes his own world. She blinkblinks a few times herself, not seeing what could possibly be so bad about such a place.]
Different worlds, huh? Well, then this place can't be too bad, ya know?
[At his admittance of not knowing where he was born she simply shrugs. Such a thing doesn't really bug her at all, at the end of the day.]
Eh, where ya were born ain't such a biggie .. just make the best with what ya got! An' war .. well .. seems most'a us came from somethin' like that anyways. War here or there .. all the same, really.
[She sees things a bit differently than you do, Warrior. :)]
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[Vertiline is just business as usual for him.]
I had hoped that other worlds would be...more peaceful, though.
[He's a little bit dismayed to find other places in need of defence.]
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