@heirexss said: ❛ sorry , maybe that wasn’t in the best taste.❜ from The Magnus Archive
"I mean, I broke into your apartment lookin’ for ya in the middle of the night. You just asked if the Joker sent me, even though the whole world knows we’re done-zo. So I’d say we can call ourselves even.”
Harley shuffled carefully towards an island that she assumed was part of the kitchen, although it was a little too dark to be sure. All she did was grab the edge of it with one hand, steadying herself against its solidity. She took a shallow breath that hitched in the middle, forcing the exhale halfway through her inhale. “Y’know, it’s ironic ‘cause he’s the reason I’m here.”
Getting to the penthouse apartment had been no easy feat - for a lesser criminal it would’ve been impossible. She’d been careful not to hurt anyone - protecting her chances of getting help. Where Harley Quinn was motivated, she was unstoppable, and there was no motivation like having most of a broken glass bottle shoved into your abdomen. “Normally, I wouldn’t wanna be injured anywhere near a Wayne, ‘cause I know Bruce is friendly with Commissioner Gordon who’s friendly with Batman. But I can’t fix this one, and Poison Ivy is outta town, and I read the papers. If a Wayne so much as farts in this city everybody’s gotta know.” Harley’s free hand grasped a switchblade loosely, so she used two fingers to pull a piece of newspaper out of her back pocket. As she looked at it just before letting it fall to the floor, she laughed weakly. “Turns out you’re the only doctor in the city I know the home address of who isn’t also a rogue. You might not mind seein’ me dead, either, but I can’t go to a hospital where the Joker’ll find me, so you’re my best shot.” The longer she spoke, the quieter the words became, and the more tired Harley appeared until she was fully leaning against the countertop in an effort to stay on her feet. “If ya help me, I can...protect ya from him...”
