“Ah, Valentine’s day. My favorite time of the year to stir up trouble.”

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“Ah, Valentine’s day. My favorite time of the year to stir up trouble.”
“Happy birthday to me.” Harley sighed as she blew out the candles on her cake, she looked around at the abandoned asylum she sat in, this was her first birthday without the Joker to playfully forget as he always did.
“Sorry sweetie, I work alone.”
dgraysonn:
“Yeah, well
Not exactly my problem, is that?” Nightwing retorted, moving just in time to deflect her attack. If it wasn’t for his keen reflexes and agile feet he would’ve probably been hit. Harley’s presence caught him completely off guard and that was quite a feat considering he was usually the one creeping around and she… she wasn’t exactly what one would call inconspicuous. He was distracted and careless. Bruce would have his head if he could see him now. “And I, despite all evidence to the contrary, am not actually a big fan of bats. Not unless it’s an animal or a masked vigilante anyway. And most definitely not when it’s aimed at me and trying to hit me.”
Harley pouted as the cape-less boy wonder blocked her hit, “No fair!” She whined as she continued to swing at him, “This is the part where I get you by surprise!” Without the Joker’s big presence to destroy the element of stealth, Harley was able to use her acrobatic abilities to her advantage when it came to sneaking up on people. “I ain’t been a fan of bats, they ain’t nothin’ but rats with wings.” Her chaotic laugh filled the room.
With a playful grin upon his face, Chopper walked toward the girl, hoping that she wasn't too busy to spend some time with him. He had been alone for some time, but for whatever reason, seeing her face alone made him feel as though his boredom could be easily relieved. "Hey!" He shouted out as he gently placed his hoof upon her knee, hoping to get her attention.
“Choppah’!” Harley squaled as she picked up the deer, child, thing? “Where have you been?” She asked with a scold, “I can’t go out robbin’ banks with just hough and lou! They ain’t even able ta’ walk on two legs!”
dgraysonn:
“There are dick moves and there are Dick moves. I’m sure you can spot the difference.”
“Nope, ‘cause I don’t like either!” Harley laughed as she swung her bat at the former Robin
Open | DeMary
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“No, no, no, NO-”
The Sister watched with an entertained smirk as a new patient struggled against the grip of a group of male nurses in all white. Fresh meat was her favorite.
-Though, now, she was starting to grow tired. She set the glass she’d been sipping down and stepped over, “Out of my way.” She shoved the men aside, “What are you doing on the ground, Miss Devon?” The nun hissed, a cruel smirk overtaking her lips. The admit didn’t respond, her body only shook and she stared up at the blonde woman in a black dress, afraid, “All right, up. Up.” Mary grabbed the girl’s arm and pulled her up to her feet. She forced her over into the arms of the men before speaking again, “Take her to hydrotherapy.” The men nodded and she mirrored the movement before walking past them, picking her glass up on her way out.
Sister stopped in her tracks at the sight of a person watching the whole scene from the doorway down the hall. She continued forward with quick steps, “Excuse me, you’re not supposed to be down here.”
Harley aimlessly stumbled through the halls of the asylum, workers that were usually in this part of the building were busy trying to calm down a patient she might’ve purposely upset. Her intentions were to escape but she detoured to Sister Mary’s office when hearing her yell, she didn’t like Sister Mary. Harley had witnessed the whole scene of the patient being dragged out, she swore she felt her pulse stop when Sister laid her eyes on her, “Are you the Devil?” Was all Harley could say.
“Chk, chk, BOOM!” Harley giggled as she held her bat like a shotgun at the person’s head, “Now you’re dead.”
Open- Trying to escape//Pietro
Pietro was looking at her and then looked at the vent. “I can try.” he wished his sister was here to help. He attempted to get the vent off.
“C’mon, c’mon!” Harley whined as she kept watch to make sure no guards were looking their way.
“I thought it was going to help! I didn’t realise this would happen…”
Harley sighed in frustration, “When I told ya I’d tell ya everything I knows ‘bout Mistah J, I didn’t know he’d find out...I guess it ain’t you’re fault entirely.”
“I guess we’re screwed, huh?”
“– I guess so. Sorry.”
"You just had to go stickin' ya nose where it don't belong now, didn't ya?"
Open- Trying to escape//Pietro
Pietro was getting exhausted, But he still kept running and slamming into the walls and trying to escape, after awhile, he slumped against the wall.
“You’re wastin’ ya time” Harley giggled as she got out of her bunk, “and you’re givin’ me a headache!” She added, “They ain’t lettin’ people like us out anytime soon.”
“I cant go through this again.” He needed to find his sister. Pietro gave up for the moment.
Harley rolled her eyes as she looked around the room for a way to escape. She discovered a vent that looked like she could crawl through, "hey speedy, think you could get this vent off?" She asked Pietro.
Open- Trying to escape//Pietro
Pietro was getting exhausted, But he still kept running and slamming into the walls and trying to escape, after awhile, he slumped against the wall.
“You’re wastin’ ya time” Harley giggled as she got out of her bunk, “and you’re givin’ me a headache!” She added, “They ain’t lettin’ people like us out anytime soon.”
“I’m not a kid!” Damian snapped. “What are you doing? You don’t know if that wall will bring the whole thing down on us!” He rushed forward to try to stop her lighting it.
Harley rolled her eyes, “Stop bein’ such a nervous Nancy and take a chance.” She searched through her pockets, “Now where’d I put that lighter.”
Damian backed as far away from her and the wall as he could manage in the tight space. “I suspect that if you kill me, your ‘pudddin’‘ would be extremely displeased,” he said. “So do whatever you like.”
Harley rolled her eyes, "Only I get to call him that, and he always likes his meat fresh...maybe a little tenderized." Harley smirked as she lit the dynamite before backing away from the wall
Chopper did as she said, surprisingly lacking any fear in his eyes as he glared forward. He IS a criminal after all. They were only against the police right now. They weren’t harming innocent people, so it was all good, right? Chuckling warmly as Harley got back onto him, Chopper eventually stopped in front of the asylum, tilting his head curiously. “Should I change back? How are we getting in?”
Harley hopped off chopper and walked up towards the rusty gate before kicking it open, “That’s how.” She smiled before walking up the path that lead to the abandoned asylum.
Chopper glared forward as he kept running, wondering where the two should go. “Miss Quinn, I have a tent outside of the city, but I’m not sure if going into the forest is a good idea. Do you have a place in the city to hide?” He asked in a surprisingly soft tone despite the fact that he was an accessory to her crime at this point. “I’d hate to let my friend get arrested. Don’t worry. I’m not gonna let them get us!”
“Hold that thought.” Harley said as a cop car followed next to them, telling them to pull over. She stood up on Chopper’s back, trying to keep her balance, “Stay behind the car.” She ordered him, “I’ll be real quick.” She grinned before hopping onto the roof of the car, she broke the windshield with her bat before climbing in and kicking both cops out before climbing back onto the roof and jumping back onto Chopper’s back, only this time she was backwards, “Head to arkham!” She told him.
Watching her escape, Chopper got up and tossed a smoke bomb onto the ground before transforming and leaping onto a rooftop and back down on the side of the building where Harley was running to, transforming into his toddler-sized form as to not scare her. As he ran alongside her, Chopper smiled a bit wider. “Walk point!” He sang aloud, transforming into a large, feral reindeer with beautiful, long antlers and slim, but firmly muscular limbs. Scooping her up with his antlers, he tossed Harley onto his back and began to gallop away like a horse at high speeds. “Hehe~! You alright, buddy?”
Harley giggled as she was picked up by the animal, “Yeah I’m good just keep running!” She yelled as she shot at the cops following behind. As the two approached a wall, Harley pulled out one of her sticky cupcake bombs and tossed it, causing the wall to blow up at the perfect timing for chopper to run through it and into the streets of Gotham.