Enjoying the Feeling of Freedom

[sweetcandygirl]

For the past couple of weeks or so, Harley Quinn has been exploring the vastness of the Nexus. She has not really returned to her door (and might have forgotten where she had left it). Instead, she has been enjoying the freedom of being able to go anywhere, and just living her life to the fullest. It is a nice break from reality... and perhaps the main reason why she has not tried to go back home.

And she has been surviving on her pure wits. It is nice to fend for herself.

Right now, she is leaned on a bench, watching people come and go. Inspiration hits and she gets an idea for a question. "Okay! You are stuck in the Nexus, and can only have three objects with you. What would you want to have?"

Does the question have to do the fact that she only has three objects on her person right now (besides her clothing)? Possibly...

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[super_cool]

He taps some ash into the ashtray, watching the embers glow at the end of his cigarette.

"I've never slept on a prison cot, but I used to be a cop."

He mentions it as casually as he can, and looks up to gauge her reaction. He doesn’t like mentioning his job too much, or former job rather, but he’s also learned some valuable lessons about lying about your identity to friends. Since lies of omission count as lies, he figures he should tell her now that she’s brought up prison.

[sweetcandygirl]

"Were you one of those cops that are on the take... or one who actually tried to do good for their community?" Harley continues to twirl her hair.

[super_cool]

"Does it make any difference?"

He was one who tried...

[sweetcandygirl]

"I could never stand the attitudes of the ones who were on the take. They acted all high and mighty, even though they were breaking the rules themselves..."

"I did time for breaking rules. I never got why they didn't..."

[super_cool]

"Yeah, I know, it's fucked up. It's super fucked up."

Cops can be assholes. He knows that very well.

"I wasn't on the take," he admits after a moment of heavy silence. He was an insufferable do-gooder, who was not down for those type of shenanigans.

[sweetcandygirl]

"Good." Harley claps her hands for a moment. "'Cause I would like to be your friend. And I ain't going to be friends with a corrupted cop."

[super_cool]

Aw, she’s so cute. He can't help but smile.

“Well, you’re in luck then because I ain’t a crooked cop, and I would like to be your friend too.”

He holds out his hand for her to shake.

[sweetcandygirl]

Cute, but deadly.

Harley gladly shakes his offered hand. "Deal!"