[Harley had been a busy, busy little bee the past few days. She'd spent time with Maia getting things in order for the take down of one Phoenix (amongst other things.) She was a focused hench-clown, and was determined to make good on her threats. You see .. Harley didn't simply threaten people. She made good on it and really didn't feel too badly
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Any type of explosion will earn a resounding "fuck yes" from Jinx.]
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Debris and the marks of a definite explosion.
'I can make plenty'a bombs in the meantime...'
Unbidden, the memory of the taunt surfaces, the voice unfamiliar, female.
'Ain't nothin' I'm gonna lose no sleep over... Should be plenty fer him, though...'
So, it hadn't been an idle threat. Phoenix eyes the door to his room warily. Without the lock... He glances up and down the corridor, then turns and walks away.
Best not to chance it.]
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