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Post by The Joker on Jul 23, 2008 19:31:21 GMT -5
"Why so serious, Harley, darling?" the Joker asked, smiling ridiculously. "Ah, go ahead." He relented, passing the knife through the bars into her open, outstretched hand.
"What's one knife when I have a whole coat full of 'em?" As if to justify his point, the Joker seized his coat from the rim of his bed and proudly displayed to her its interior, lined with dozens upon dozens of knives and other contraband.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Jul 23, 2008 19:39:36 GMT -5
"How did you get all those past security!?"
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Post by The Joker on Jul 23, 2008 20:26:43 GMT -5
"Security never bothered to check me, Harley, darling. Why would they when I... broke in?"
The Joker continued to grin down at her.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Jul 23, 2008 20:56:47 GMT -5
"But why would you break in?" she asked, her voice hollow. "That makes no sense- and don't call me Harley. I'm the doctor, you're the patient, and that makes me Dr. Quinzel to you!"
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Post by The Joker on Jul 23, 2008 21:18:46 GMT -5
"Why would I--? Because it's fun, it's funny, and it pisses the hell out of everyone!" The Joker threw up his hands in the glory of the moment.
"In hindsight, it makes perfect sense. Dr. Quinzel," he added for good measure.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Jul 23, 2008 21:23:31 GMT -5
"But-" she began, but she couldn't think of anything else to say.
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Post by The Joker on Jul 23, 2008 21:39:50 GMT -5
"But nothing." He shrugged on his coat and sprawled out on his bed.
"You know, my mother... she threw me out after a while. Just couldn't stand the sight of me. And there I was alone, all by myself, in this cruel world." Random hand gestures popped up every now and then to accentuate his words.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Jul 23, 2008 21:53:33 GMT -5
"Even knowing that you'd been scarred trying to help her?" Harleen asked, stepping close to the bars of the cell.
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Post by The Joker on Jul 23, 2008 22:04:31 GMT -5
"She didn't care," he spat remorsefully.
But inside, he was grinning with glee.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Jul 23, 2008 22:13:44 GMT -5
"Come closer..."
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Post by The Joker on Jul 23, 2008 22:18:01 GMT -5
The Joker narrowed his eyes in immediate suspicion, but he conceded reluctantly. He shuffled stiffly to the bars of the cell.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Jul 23, 2008 22:22:38 GMT -5
She carefully put her hand through the bars, and then gently against his scarred cheek.
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Post by The Joker on Jul 23, 2008 22:31:13 GMT -5
He flinched, startled by her touch.
"May I ask how this is 'professional', Dr. Quinzel?" he asked with a slow lick of his lips, attempting to regain his composure.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Jul 23, 2008 22:36:02 GMT -5
"I want to help you," she said quietly.
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Post by The Joker on Jul 23, 2008 22:43:59 GMT -5
"The thing is, Dr. Quinzel, that I don't need help. I should be helping you." He removed the glove from his left hand and clasped her own hand fiercely, drawing it down to his scarlet lips.
"Right, Harley, darling?"
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