ya THINK he’s so OFF -GUARD an’ EASILY PLAYED that he WOULDN’T knowww if someone was TAKING his men DOWN as STEALTHILY as they COULD? they were only HUMAN. he barely felt human HIMSELF.
the joker knows this behaviour from her is TOO sudden, an’ therefore that there had ta be MORE behind it—–but the facts are in his face: HARLEY’S BETRAYING him!!! he’d emerged from a sub-room and has crossed the floor all th’ way to the door. the more it opens an’ th’ more she wanders in, the more it reveals his skulking form there, his shadowy face, barely visible eyes and hard glare. he’s ALREADY RIGHT in front of her. there’s no SPACE he wants to GIVE her.
’ wha - at a surpriiise. . . ’ it’s not a YELL but a rasp mixed with some kind of GRITTY emotion. ’ nevah expected you ta be POINTING A GUN at me…….. did…… ’ —-an’ he angles his face to the side like he’s turning his ear to her, staring at her from the side of his eyes. ’ —you not sweeaaaaar —– … that you’ll never. HURT. me??? ‘ he MEANS – he’s given her a CHANCE to. that ONE chance she should have TAKEN long ago. ….he MEANS it’s just…… waaaaay – too LATE now.
a shallow breath is sucked into her lungs, eyebrows narrowed as she contemplates his closeness. one shift of her feet ── one wavering movement, & the barrel of her gun would press against the man’s chest. despite this, harley keeps it raised in case he tries anything. y’know, before she can EXPLAIN. but she feels a pang of guilt in her chest, despite her lack of wrongdoing. she knew that promise has been made, & her action of threating him was enough to make her palms sweat. “ i ain’t hurtin’ ya’, puddin. ” harley reassures, careful as she remains entirely still. it’s starting to become uncomfortable even, her face conveying THAT & the current guilt she experienced.
“ s’ a long story, but ya’ gotta trust me okay ?? ” she tells him, red lips pursing to send the pigment beneath her lip. would he BELIEVE HER ? god, she HAD to HURRY if they were going to get the hell outta’ dodge before the bat was wise to her schemes, or smelt something fishy.
“ the BAT is outside. ” the blond begins, head tilting to the other side. “ he came to me with a mean ol’ proposition involvin’ my freedom. told me i just had ta’ help bring ya’ in. ” a pause takes over, swallowing the lump in her throat. “ that i could find ya’ bettah’ than anyone. ──────── course i wasn’t gonna do it at first. tried ta’ convince me that ya’ tried ta’ kill me back at tha’ harbour n’..... ” SHIT, she was rambling again wasn’t she ?
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