sweetcandygirl: (killer red jacket)
sweetcandygirl ([personal profile] sweetcandygirl) wrote in [community profile] nexus_crossings2020-02-26 05:05 pm

Glam, Guns and Glitter

Harley Quinn is wearing a tailored armor jacket as she strolls through the Nexus plaza today. In one hand, she twirls a baseball bat (covered with stickers, glittery writing and bloodstains). Pop! A piece of gum is formed into a bubble and clicks against her tongue as she pops it loudly.

She finds a table to lean against, her neon pink tights clash against the yellow halter top visible under her jacket. Her hair is curled haphazardly over her head. And she checks the streets of the plaza, leaning forward to look all the way to the north, and then all the way to the south.

"Pssst…." Harley whispers to people as they pass by. "The Walrus and the Carpenter were looking for you..."

"Nah!" She laughs. Brightly. Flashing a million-dollar-smile. "The spy game is so over-rated these days. Besides, White Spy and Black Spy both cheat."

"But tell me... cough it up... when did you last cheat to get what you wanted?"
chiron_survivor: (woobie eyes)

[personal profile] chiron_survivor 2020-03-17 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
"You're so talented, Harley, I'm sure you won't have any trouble." Adia remembers when Harley was looking for a job the first time around in the Nexus, starting from essentially scratch, and how she managed to find her way.

"I know." She gives Harley's hand a small squeeze before letting go and returning to her mocha. "And you know that, don't you? You really do help others, Harley. Don't ever doubt that."
chiron_survivor: (that's good news isn't it?)

[personal profile] chiron_survivor 2020-03-17 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Always, Harley." She smiles warmly. "And Caspar would say the same thing... in his own way, of course."

Her husband is going to be thrilled that the Joker's dead, but hopefully he'll take a cue from Harley and not let his own feelings override hers. Or maybe he'll understand better than she can, having struggled with a toxic family of his own.

"And it's nearly spring, too. Are you going to build another greenhouse? With, um, Pamela?"
chiron_survivor: (oh no)

[personal profile] chiron_survivor 2020-03-20 10:51 am (UTC)(link)
"That's good for Thor and his people. The last time I saw Thor, he seemed to be doing a lot better."

Hearing that Pamela was injured brings a concerned look to her face. "Oh, no. Is there anything I can do to help?" She knows so little about Pamela, but as one of Harley's closest friends, she's naturally worried.
chiron_survivor: (that's good news isn't it?)

[personal profile] chiron_survivor 2020-03-21 01:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh... okay. Caspar told me about the witch." 'Complained loudly' would be more like it. "If she needs any extra soil, we have plenty in Atlantis. Very nutrient rich, at least that's what the agrarian specialists tell us."
chiron_survivor: (reporting for duty)

[personal profile] chiron_survivor 2020-03-22 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I was picturing filling up a wheelbarrow with soil, but if you think it's easier for Pamela to come to us for an evening, I think I can swing it." She smiles encouragingly. "We have so many untouched acres of forest on our property. I could even have Zelus watch over her so she isn't disturbed. Do you think she'd be comfortable with that?"
chiron_survivor: (not sure about that)

[personal profile] chiron_survivor 2020-03-24 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure, let's go for it, then. Here, I'll text you the coordinates, and you can let me know when to meet you there with Zelus."

As she takes out her phone and passes on the coordinates to Harley, she smiles sheepishly. "I'm not sure the feeling will be mutual... nothing personal to Pamela, Zelus has always been wary of strangers. But if I tell him to circle the area and keep an eye on things, he'll listen to me. And who knows, he might warm up to Pamela. He even gets along with Caspar now."

It only took him two years, but hey! Progress!
chiron_survivor: (reporting for duty)

[personal profile] chiron_survivor 2020-03-29 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
"If she's just resting quietly in the earth, he'll get used to her. Does Pamela know about pokémon? You should show her the plant types, I bet they would love her automatically."

She sits back and sips her mocha, glad that she can help.