Flowers are a Girl's Best Friend

[sweetcandygirl]

Both Pamela and Harley were wearing bright red today, as they strolled along the Nexus streets. Pamela was wearing what appeared to be a dress made out of red roses (when said roses were actually still growing and weaving around her green-skinned body.) Pamela sprinkled some seeds into the air, with Harley catching him with a quick little laugh.

Harley was wearing a bright red dress, and was being followed by a few curious birds, that wanted to capture the seeds before winter came.

The woman stopped by one of the Nexus Cafes, where Pamela stopped to check on a few flowers in a nearby planter. Harley watched her with a wistful smile, knowing it would not be long before Pamela left the Nexus to return to the Amazon, where she stayed during the winter months.

Harley held out a hand, allowing a few birds to swoop down and collect a few more seeds from her palm. And stared up at the sky.

"Ya'know…. I have always admired Pam's ability to stop and smell the roses," Harley starts talking to someone who was nearby. "I always went into overdrive, speeding through life, wind in my hair, wearing bright colors and daring outfits, and took so many crazy chances of putting my own life on the line."

"I do not regret any of it. And now, I have so many dear friends, that their concern for me seems unreal. Ya'know?"

"Coming to the Nexus was the craziest thing that ever happened to me. It was the worst thing at times. The best thing at others."

"I need to stop and smell the flowers more often."

"Crazy how a few someone-wonderfuls can change you."

"Tell me about yours. Who is your someone-wonderful? Is it a friend? Family? Lover?" She grins. "Or is it me?" And winks.

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[sweetcandygirl]

"I always encourage those around me to treat me like a goddess, so glad to hear that Harley speaks about me, like I am one." Pamela turns to face the young man who has approached the duo to talk.

"Awwww thanks Mantis! I love to hear compliments like that." Harley grins.

[ginger_firebird]

His head tilts just slightly at the display of ego, but his approving look is hidden behind his mask. "Nyoka would love you. He's obnoxiously British and bombastic, but he shared a similar mindset that he was perfection in human flesh."

Turning his gaze to Harley he makes an amused noise. "I have been known to offer approving assessments of those that I know, especially so when they are deserved. She reminds me of home in very particular ways."

[sweetcandygirl]

"Oh? How so?" Harley was a little interested in hearing his explanation.

[ginger_firebird]

"He's a clone of a famous soldier, and he got it in his head that he ought to be so perfect that he could surpass the man he was copied from. Impeccable physique, impeccable leadership skills... Everything had to be just so." There's a sigh in his voice as he describes Liquid Snake, but he hasn't quite caught on that it's there yet. "Harley reminds me a lot of his personality. Effortlessly social to an almost exhausting degree."

[sweetcandygirl]

"Thanks... I think?" Harley laughs slightly.

Pamela comes up behind her, and wraps an arm around Harley's waist.

"Sounds like you admire this man quite a lot." Pamela notes softly.

[ginger_firebird]

"Better than me. I need alcohol to find the part of me that likes to be social. You are the exact kind of person who walks into a room full of strangers and finds a friends."

He nods at Pamela's assessment.

"We met when we were children. It didn't matter how many countries or continents ended up between us. Once we see each other, it's two halves of a coin."

[sweetcandygirl]

"Alcohol never has any effect on me. So might as well have fun, while I can."

"Has he come to the Nexus, yet?" Harley asked.