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sweetcandygirl2020-02-26 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?"
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?"