Harley Quinn || Dr. Harleen Frances Quinzel (
harleykins) wrote2012-09-03 01:41 pm
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It wasn't often you got a pull a heist with yourself as a partner, so to say that Harley was excited would probably have been an understatement. The Cutie of Crime was positively bouncing as she waited on the rooftop for her symmetrical accomplice to show up. She'd even dug out her big bag of party favors along with all the make up and fixings they'd need. After all, what kind of party would it be without toys? Definitely not one Harley Quinn would want to have any part of, that was for gosh darned certain!
It was a particularly busy night in Gotham, sirens were wailing somewhere in the distance, a gunshot sounded from a nearby alley and on the street a hit and run left an old man groaning on the asphalt. Taking a deep breath she let it out blissfully. This was the perfect night for a little mayhem. She would have to show all these amateurs what a real ruckus was like. Grinning in anticipation, she leaned back against the crumbling bricks to wait.
This was going to be so much fun!
It was a particularly busy night in Gotham, sirens were wailing somewhere in the distance, a gunshot sounded from a nearby alley and on the street a hit and run left an old man groaning on the asphalt. Taking a deep breath she let it out blissfully. This was the perfect night for a little mayhem. She would have to show all these amateurs what a real ruckus was like. Grinning in anticipation, she leaned back against the crumbling bricks to wait.
This was going to be so much fun!

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Despite it having been years since she has done so she put everything on as easily as if it were yesterday. When she was done she joined her double on the rooftop.
"Alright be honest, how do I look?" She struck a sexy pose for her double and gave her a wink. This was the most fun she has had in ages and they hadn't even gotten to the most fun part yet.
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The fact that this Harley didn't find it strange at all that she was hanging out with and having conversations with an alternate universe version of herself probably said a lot about her state of mind. It was either very Zen or very warped. Either way she didn't let it bother her too much, she had plenty enough to keep busy with withough worrying about diagnosing her own particular brand of mental illness.
"So whatcha hankerin' for, gorgeous? Thinkin' shiny or spendables? Jewelers'll be guarded a li'l more closely than the bank. Makes it more of a fun fight. Whaddya think?" If she was being honest Harley wasn't in it for the monetary gain, well, not only for the monetary gain, it was more about the thrills than anything else, that moment of feeling alive. Muscles tightening, bones breaking, landing a perfect somersault. That sort of thing.
She just wanted a little excitement out of her life.
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Really even Harley didn't know why she was taking this so well. Was her mind that warped or had she learned to go with the flow of things going on? Either way she certainly didn't have time to diagnose herself when there was thrills to be had.
"Well you know I love the thrills but I'm thinking of goin' for the spendables." She hummed thinking about it "I kinda wanna treat you to a spa day for givin' me these sweet threads and lettin' me stay with you."
It was rather weird but this other Harley was starting to become one of her best friends and she wanted to treat her to something nice.
"That or an amusement park."
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It wasn't something she spent a lot of time dwelling on. A lot of people had tried to diagnose her, tried to attribute her "psychotic break" to some past event. It never really bothered her too much, she always had as much fun as she wanted when she wanted, so really there was no reason to look a gift horse in the mouth.
"Pffft, ain't nothin' but a thing. What's mine is yours after all. Really!" Reaching into her bag of goodies, she pulled out twin mallets, offering one to her partner in crime. Because nothing completes the ensemble like a giant hammer. "Bank it is, then! No one said we gotta do the job quietly. Maybe we'll even get lucky an' they'll call for backup!"
Harley had never given the concept of friends much thought beyond Ivy. But she definitely enjoyed spending time with this other her who was so alike yet so different at the same time.
"Ya sure know just what I like, sweetcheeks!"
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Harleen gave her double a grin "So should we go in at the same time or should I go around through a side window and surprise them?" After all either would be a fun entrance.
"Either way I'll go with whatever you want beautiful."
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"Let's do the good ol' double whammy. You take one side window I'll take the other one and we smash 'em at the same time. Howzat sound?" Didn't she just have the best of ideas? Really, it was a wonder that the Quinntets hadn't made it. Then again, she hadn't exactly been pushing them to bigger and brighter, it was all about the fun.
"You just wanna follow so you can check out my patootie!"
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"Aw you caught me. Guess I'll just have to check it out later." With that she would get ready to jump the first rooftop.
"Alright babe I'll take the right and you can take the left. We get as much as we can and bonus points for whoever draws a smiley face on a bald guy's head."