"I'll give you a grand if you give me a massage Jay. I haven't been able to get outta bed like all day." Harley's voice whined over the phone.
"I don't need to get paid for that, Harleen. I'll be right over."

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"I'll give you a grand if you give me a massage Jay. I haven't been able to get outta bed like all day." Harley's voice whined over the phone.
"I don't need to get paid for that, Harleen. I'll be right over."
Harleen doesn't do this. Doesn't just show up breaking apart. But she's soaked with rain as she knocked on the door, shaking hard as she nearly hyperventilated. "Lokes...Loki..."
It's only been a few weeks since their roles were reversed, Loki hadn't even gotten around to returning her shorts and shirt, but when he heard her voice say his name on the end of the intercom he all but flew down to meet her in the lobby of his building.
"Norns, Q." He breathed, shrugging off his jacket and wrapping it around her, guiding her towards the elevator. "In you come, that's it. Just breathe. Lets get you inside."
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“ — see this is why I speak to you, because you are the only one who can seem to remember that I have a Ph.D.” Harleen hummed into the phone with a sigh. There’s the sound of a clinking glass as she pours herself a drink, sighing as it went down her throat, savouring the smooth whiskey.
“ — this is a social call. I told you, the last time I was in jail was to pressure me not to publish my new paper, a teardown of Arkham’s practices, expose if you will.” She gave an annoyed sigh, because some people could never see her anything as other than HQ. “It just came out yesterday actually. No I was calling to see if maybe you and the Legends needed a little help. I’m getting a little…crazy here.”
Well, if that wasn’t a predictable answer.
“Isn’t it always crazy in Gotham?” Rip didn’t bother hiding his distaste for it, either, but he was tired enough that most things earned his ire instead of his excitement. Gotham wasn’t special in that regard, not really.
“You’re looking to hide away, then?” It wasn’t the worst idea on the planet, but Harleen’s unpredictability made her dangerous-- a wildcard, especially in context of a team. “If it’s unnecessary levels of stress and excitement you’re trying to avoid, then I can’t imagine joining us on the Waverider to be an excellent vacation.”
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Looking around, Wally made sure he had finished everything that needed to be done so that he could leave, all the while listening to her.
“Alright...yeah..no... I will get you. Are you done there already or did you just get there??” Not that it mattered. He’d go there anyway, seeing how she disliked hospitals. It wouldn’t do for her to be among strangers.
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He sighed and slowly shook his head. “Nope, this is not the first time I’ve had to deal with something like this,” he responded. “I’ve been dealing with strange and unusual since my mutation kicked in while I was having Sex with my high school sweetheart and I killed her, So..no...This isn’t a first for me, you are nothing new,”
Harley is showing up on his doorstep, soaked through and shivering, she's got a busted lip and some bruises. She's clearly been into something. But she doesn't say anything just stands there in the rain looking at him with blue eyes that are off.
John had opened the door, not because there had been a knock only because he was actually stepping out. So he hadn’t been expecting to see Harley standing on his doorstep looking like hell. Blinking at her a few times, the door still opened and realizing that his plans for the night had pretty much been canceled for the night. Alright so they were going to have to have this talk. See what the hell she got herself into. This seemed like something of a familar scene. She showed up looking a little beat up on his doorstep before. Though the look in her eye was what really had him worried.
“”Ello Harley.” He started as he moved to allow her into the house. Because he wasn’t going anywhere now. There was a reason she showed here looking like that. Looking around seeing if anyone or anything had followed her out here that he needed to be worried about.
“Alright luv. Wha’ you get yourself into now?” Wasn’t that a question for John to be askign someone? Still she had gotten herself into some kind of trouble. How else would she show up looking like that?
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"Fucking hell Harley it's me! Who the fuck pissed in your eyeliner this time? Christ you almost knocked me sober." Whining like a child he put a hand to his head and stared at her.