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[poisonousisley]

It was an incredibly risky move entering Central City again, even if the attention of the police was momentarily off her thanks to a few other bad actors - she would have to send Mark a gift basket as thank you for his part in the antics. Maybe track down whoever the handsome troublemaker flipping police cars had been too. But Pamela also knew it was a very important day for a certain blonde, and wanted or not, her absence would not be counted in her favour. Even if Harley was still mad at her, she knew not making an appearance would only work against her in the long run of mending things down the line.

“Before you slam the door in my face, at least open what’s in the box.” She told her, holding out the overly-large box, the lid being poked at insistently from the little scamp inside - she had cut plenty of airholes and gave it food and water but apparently the kit was insistent on meeting its new mother and spoiling the surprise. “And please keep it because I really didn’t plan ahead for if you reject it and I have to look after it all by myself.” She tried to play at a casual tone even as nerves wracked through her. She knew leaving like she did left Harley hurt, the fact she hadn’t even intended a proper goodbye in the first place more so. For once, she had no idea how the blonde would react - she was as unpredictable to Pamela as she was everyone else now.

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[thelegendaryhawkman]

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Carter steadied the woman by her shoulders as she barrelled into him, concerned at first at the fact she was attempting to run on a leg that was clearly still healing. It was only as they stood there that he clued into the blaring alarms sounding from around the street corner, and the very expensive looking purse dangling from the woman’s arm.

“Well, first of all, happy birthday.” He told her with a small smile, before it dropped for a more serious expression to take over - one akin to a disappointed father about to scold a child. “But that doesn’t excuse stealing things. And I don’t think the cops will take that as an excuse when they respond to that alarm so... how about we just go back and put it back where you found it, okay?” He urged. He wasn’t above performing a citizens arrest but he did feel a little bad about doing it to someone who was clearly already severely injured.

[thelastgoodluthor]

Lena surprised herself with just how much she had been concerned for a certain clown after the fallout of Poison Ivy’s attack on the city. She knew that the two criminals had been previously connected, but when Poison Ivy fled her two usual accomplices hadn’t, and by the looks of it hadn’t been involved at all with her plans.

She knew that Harley Quinn was an unstable woman on a good day, and that likely wasn’t improved by the events of the last few months. And yet Lena was looking for a distraction, and part of her couldn’t help but be concerned for the other woman’s state of mind.

“You are... surprisingly difficult to track down for someone so eclectic.” Lena muttered when she finally managed to find out where Harley was staying. Tracking a few paper trails from the money she had previously given to Harley had eventually led her to this apartment. “Are you alright?” She questioned with a frown, taking in Harley’s appearance, the fact that her arm was in a cast and it looked like she hadn’t had the best few sleeps recently with the black circles under her eyes.

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[nosuchthingasinnocent]

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Amelia quirked her head at the monkey perched on Harley’s shoulders, eyeing him for a moment before nodding. “He does bear a striking resemblance to his namesake.” She chuckled. And at least it was a slightly less dangerous and odd choice of companion for Harley to choose.

She walked along Harley, slowing her steps to make up for the woman still supporting herself on a cane, while rolling her eyes at the newest creative nickname from the clown. “I would love it if those thoughts ever just called me by my actual name.” She muttered under her breath. 

Her head picked up again at the word ‘married’ - opening her mouth to interject as to what shotgun situation some poor random soul had got themselves mixed up in with Harley Quinn - before Harley’s elaboration struck her dumb. She merely stared at Harley’s side-profile, her mouth opening and closing wordlessly for a moment before she snapped out of it upon only just dodging a lamp-post. She barely even registered the monkey jumping to her shoulders and making himself comfortable across her neck as she mentally ran through everything Harley had just told her.

“Okay, I... you’re definitely sure you’re legally married.” She clarified with a pensive frown. “You have a marriage license?” She expanded, before letting out a deep sigh. “Look, divorce is easy when both partners are there to agree to it. It’s a lot harder when one of them is MIA. It won’t be immediate. I would need to file a motion with the courts to proceed with the divorce without her consent based on mitigating circumstances - it would be approved, no doubt. She’s a wanted criminal on the run. But it will be tied up in red tape - it could take weeks, even months, for the termination of your marriage contract to be granted.” She sighed. “That’s if it’s legitimate. It’ll be a whole lot easier if it was a sham wedding. Where and when did this happen - and please don’t say Vegas.”

[outlawintheredhood]

“God this is insa- Fuck!” Jason’s hand just stopped short of his gun as he surveyed the scene just at the doors of Wayne Enterprises, not having the clown sneak up on him. “Harley, now is not the time for you to be causing trouble.” He growled, not sure what the hell she was doing there but not trusting for a second it was for anything good. “Unless you’re going to talk down your girlfriend from whatever craze she’s going on now, I suggest you get out of here.”

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[brucexthomasxwayne]

Bruce stood in the shadows, stepping out only moments before his target turned into the alleyway. Harley Quinn. After his tussle with Anya, Bruce realized he’d been far too kind to the criminals that lurked throughout the city. It was time to start tying up loose ends before he opened a new can of worms trying to save Alfred. 

“Harley,” his voice was low and harsh, cuts a bruises from the other night hidden beneath his cowl. “I’ve let you get by for far too long. You’ve stolen thousands upon thousands of dollars worth of items and caused subsequent damage to the city the other night, perhaps thinking you’d get by without being reprimanded. It’s time you paid for your crimes in Central.” 

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[poisonousisley]

Pamela, under normal circumstances, would have deeply regretted her agreement to this. Nevada was dry and arid desert for the most part - and then a concrete jungle on the Vegas strip with so much unnatural light it hurt her head. The pollution caused by the resources it used up had to be some of the worst she had ever seen, and the decadence on display was  a prime example of why she had long since renounced her solidarity with humanity.

But, Harley had been so excited, and the flight over had been fun even while the carbon foot print of it had been in the back of her mind the entire time. And seeing her in Vegas, it felt like the kind of place Harley just belonged - lit in neon, the world at her fingertips. “Alright, where are we heading first. I figure we ought to hit up a few tourist spots before we rob the casinos blind.”

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[poisonousisley]

It was a relief to know her old apartment hadn’t yet been discovered in the search for her. Being holed up with Zatanna for God knew how long, she was worried in that time the FBI, or ARGUS, had managed to track her movements in Central City to pinpoint it. Luckily, the place looked untouched, and the plants keeping guard around the entrances whispered to her it was safe. 

The fact they were still thriving did cause her some trepidation - she had not been there to tend to them and keep them strong, but the explanation came soon enough as she walked through the door, trying to be as quiet as possible as she turned her key and inched it open. Bruce and Lily immediately darted up from the floor to whine and snuffle at her in longing excitement. She shushed them gently, while placating them with scratches behind their ears and under their chins to try and quiet them. “I know, darlings, I know.” She murmured, waiting for a moment before disappointment settled in her stomach when no footsteps followed after them. Harley had been here, but she wasn’t home...

It was probably for the best. She had hurt Harley, she remembered that much. The darkest parts of her surfacing to wound the woman, and if she was honest she hated herself for that more than she did for the destruction to the city she had wrought. It was better to flit quietly out of her life, leave this place to let Harley do with as she pleased - whether she used it until it was no longer safe to hide in or burned it to the ground in retaliation.

Once the hyenas had calmed slightly, she moved around them to head into the bedroom, crouching down next to the bed and feeling along the floorboards until she found the small groove she was looking for. She knew that there might come a time when she had to make a quick getaway, setting aside a back up of cash, clothes and food that would last her a few weeks - longer even if she could grab enough sunlight to keep her strength up.

She froze as she just wrestled the bag up from the hole in her floorboards, hearing the front door swing open and the hyenas yapping happily in the way they only did for one person. She closed her eyes briefly as she debated if she could sneak out the window fast enough instead of face the music. But the decision was already made for her when Bruce came barrelling through the door to the bedroom she had left slightly ajar, barking happily in anticipation of her and Harley’s reunion. Poor dumb animal.

“Hey...” She greeted hesitantly as she straightened herself up from the floor, shouldering the bag she had pulled out, curling a hand lightly in Bruce’s fur to ground herself as she finally dared to look up at Harley. “I... it’s good to see you.” She muttered.

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