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Seeing Jason
Gabby had been walking home from her club. When Scarecrow stepped out infront of her. SHe knew he was mad at her for braking things off, but it just hadnât been work. She was also tired of dating rogues, just so her father wouldnât kill her friends. She had learned that lesson the hard why with Jason.
" How you donât have any plans." Scarecrow leered at her.Â
Gabby began to panic, she knew what he wanted and knew that he would take it. So she ran for life, not he would kill her. No he just wanted to rape her.
Seeing the familiar face, Jason hopped into action. He quickly took out his gun and shot scarecrow in the foot, without any hesitation. "What do you think you're doing, Crane?" Under his mask, Jason gave him a sneer before kicking him in the ribs. He looked up and got a better look of the familiar face. It couldn't be...
"Gabby...?" He wondered if she even remembered him after so long. It didn't help that he was wearing his helmet, but he was frozen. Memories had flooded back to when he was Robin, Boy Wonder.
No, even farther back. His memories took him to when he was Jason Todd...
When she heard something land behind her, she went to turn around but stopped herself upon being directed not to. She wasnât scared, not at all really. Though, she sound of the gun did cause Ha to flinch slightly. A smile stay streched across her face.
"Well thatâs an easy one, Iâm Ha-nnah, HannahâŠer, last names ainât important at the moment. Yerâ free taâ call me Ha though." The teen paused,
"Can I turn around now?"
"Not just yet, sweety." The words left his lips with a harsh sting. "Why do you even know about this place. You're definitely not Quinn...." His confusion was rising a bit more. Not just anyone knew about this place, after all. There had to be a reason she was here.
Before the thought could even finish, he felt the need to strike her right then and there. In his mind he had her on the floor, one bullet through the back of her head. No one would see that twisted baby, ever. He'd never grow up to be as sick as...
"Don't tell me... The baby... It isn't the clown's, is it?" He made a face under his mask, completely disgusted.
She looked around, hoping to find the direction the voice came from. Dropping the knife, she kicked it away from her. âI ainât planninâ on leavinâ.â Her hands went up, trying to show that she was surrendering. Though, they quickly found themselves back on her baby bump.
"I came here because I was bored and auntie left me home alone. I expected some people taâ be hereâŠThough when I came in it seemed like no one was here so I was jusâ gonna go and make myself at home."
Jason finally got a good view of the woman. Blonde, New York accent from what he heard, but she was... Pregnant? "What the hell..?" he mumbled to himself. He quickly hopped on down behind her. He pulled out his gun and pulled back the hammer to make sure she heard it. "Don't move. Don't turn around. Only speak." He was confused for the moment, but he was about to get answers.Â
"Who the hell are you?"
Hannah waddled her way down the sidewalks of Gotham, humming a tune as she did. Even though she was supposed to off of work at the moment, she just couldnât wait another two months to get back. Upon approaching the Steel Mill that Joker now used as a hideout, she smiled. Moving the plywood aside, she climbed inside and looked around. Surprisingly the place was empty, not a henchmen in sight. Now that was a first, especially on her part. Sighing, set her bag down and picked up a knife. Now it felt like home.
There he was, finally scoping out the deranged Clown's hideout. Sadly, no one was here for him to really take action on, so instead he tried to think of ways to rig the place. Before he knew it, he heard the door at the entrance and a sigh. Was it Joker? Or his main squeeze.Â
Hidden in the shadows, he called out to the silhouette "You're not leaving here, I want you to know that."
With those last words, he set his helmet back over his face, ready for some action.Â
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Therapeutic, isn't it?
Harley shut her eyes, trying to think of what to say. âOkay, okay, okay! H-Heâs robbinâ the bank down on West 125th Street! He took his new Royal Flush with âim. I stayed behind âcause I had othaâ plans.â Sure, it was a complete and total lie but it did sound believable at least.
"I stayed back at the Steel Mill with the henchmen. Itâs our new hideout but I got bored and I wanted tâdo somethinâ so I went out. Now can yaâ put that gun away?!" She struggled some more.
He pushed the gun down on her temple and immediately tore it away from her head and shot a warning bullet. "If I find out you're lying...." He twisted her wrist and she let go of the dagger. He picked it up, put it back in his pocket and threw her away from him. As he walked away, he stepped on her mallet and broke the handle. Jason had half a mind to shoot a round into her dufflebag to make whatever was in it explode, but he decided against it.
"You'' be seeing more of me around, Quinn. Remember that."
Therapeutic, isn't it?
"Hm?" Jason couldnât help but laugh at her comment. "Well⊠If you insist, clown."
He reached down to his belt and without any hesitation he threw a smoke pellet to the ground. Before Harley even realized what had happened, Jason had her pinned against the wall with a gun to her throat. Jasonâs free hand had her dagger wielding hand pinned against the wall so she couldnât use it.
"So, are you gonna talk, or what?!" The Red Hood was definitely getting impatient. He wasnât above spilling a little bloodâŠ"
"Hey, I ainât a clown! Iâm a je-âŠ" Thatâs when smoke filled the area, causing Harley to start coughing before she was pinned against the wall. Frustrated, she tried her best to wiggle out of from under the weight of the other. Though that seemed to be getting her absolutely nowhere. She groaned and started to kick at the otherâs legs.
Really she was aiming for his crotch but she couldnât quite get enough distance between them. âLemme go! This isnât fair!â Her swimming pool blue eyes searched around frantically, she needed a way out of this situation and she needed it now.Â
"No! I ainât givinâ my puddinâ up! Nevaâ in a million years would I give âim up!"
He pushed her up against the wall harder, enough to make her wince. Noticing her eyes closed, he took the chance to push the gun to her temple. "I. Am. Not. Playing. Games." He pulled back the hammer to his gun and made sure she heard it.Â
"I don't mind blasting your brains out, Quinn. As a matter of fact, it'd be the single best decision anyone in this town has ever made."Â
He leaned in to her ear and whispered, "5...... 4......."
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Harley visibly perked up, giggles still falling from her mouth here and there. She put her hand over her mouth, in a cheeky taunting way.
"Look it ya, gettinâ some good olâ rumble in ya voice, puddin!" She laughed, high-pitched and annoying. If she was afraid of every gun pointed in her face by now sheâd get nowhere. Besides if he was really gonna shoot her in the face sheâd be dead already. She readjusted the bag on her shoulder, didnât have much in it, a couple thousand dollars worth of jewelry sheâd nicked off of the Cat.
"Ya gonna keep wavinâ that thing around or ya gonna let me go? Mistah J anâ thâ boys are waitinâ, Toddy."
Her condescending tone had been more than enough to push Todd over the edge. He was sick and tired of playing games, He calmly took a step forward, put away his gun and played with the helm of his dagger for a moment before swiftly pinning Quinn to the wall and stabbing her through the shoulder, into the wall. "How do ya like that, bitch?"
Therapeutic, isn't it?
The dagger just barely plunged into her hand, instead it hit some of the contents inside of her duffle bag. The bomb that was in her hand fell to the ground, undamaged. Starting to panic, Harleen pulled the dagger out from her bag. It ripped a big hole in the side of it.
"Knives are puddinâs thing, not mine. I do bazookas more than anything."
She held the dagger in front of her, hands shaking This was about her loyality to Joker, not how scared she was. âCâmon, y-yaâ gotta do bettaâ than that!âÂ
"Hm?" Jason couldn't help but laugh at her comment. "Well... If you insist, clown."
He reached down to his belt and without any hesitation he threw a smoke pellet to the ground. Before Harley even realized what had happened, Jason had her pinned against the wall with a gun to her throat. Jason's free hand had her dagger wielding hand pinned against the wall so she couldn't use it.
"So, are you gonna talk, or what?!" The Red Hood was definitely getting impatient. He wasn't above spilling a little blood..."
So, this is my first time at doing one of these on my Nat account and I'm preeeetttyyyy excited that I hit 400, because I know for a fact that I don't do Nat any justice. Also check out that cool pug, aint it cute? But seriously, this is a big thank you and yeah...
The Rules (Not too strict but I have tah have âem):
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((No one hate me ;~; I'm super sorry I wasn't here yesterday and I'm even more sorry today is equally as busy. Being an "adult" fucking blows u_u on the upside, I ordered my Red Hood mask for my cosplay this summer :3))
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