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@m. sana ⌠harley quinn⌡ my oh my, now you're just playing dirty if you pull out a gun on me, then again that's what you always do, play dirty. tch, what, are you perhaps scared you can't beat me without your little weapon? /allows for a little smirk to dance upon my crimson lips, perhaps i was testing my luck on this one, but i just couldn't allow the opportunity of getting your gears riled up to pass me by, it was just too amusing/ oh, i don't know about you, but if it was your body among these would it really matter? wouldn't it be great if i could just get rid of scum like you? you're just a criminal and so is your little 'puddin', you two make me sick.

now now, what kind of foul language is that coming from a lady, didn't your mama ever teach you some manners? /i hold back a snicker, taking another step closer/ funny, you're the one that's going to be caught in the crime scene harley quinn, now give me the necklace and i won't damage that /somewhat/ pretty face of yours

@c. xiao ⌠starfire⌡ / gathering my weight fulfilled textbooks, i press the duo against my chest in an expression of anxiousness - something had been bothering me, originating from an undying lingering feeling from the pit of stomach that i couldn't seem to get rid of; ignoring such though, i attempt to thwart any signs of displaying said emotions as i bid goodbye to the library clerk with a smile plastered onto my overlapping brims. / the familiar jump city of which i once loved to explore was a town that screamed nostalgia laced with regrets, sorrows, but also gleamed with hints of amusement and memories of which i cherished as i strolled upon the sidelines of the clusters of stores, but there was nothing for me here and i was to be abroad for college sometime soon, i then heave out a slight sigh but nonetheless continued on my walk back to my temporary confinement of a home.

[] sorry if it's sort of mixed in with third, for some reason, i just didn't know how detailed first weNT LMAO but but yeah, excuse any typos or nonsensical nonsense, aha.

@l. taemin ⌠carnage⌡ Each of the possible locations sounded absolutely thrilling and it had Minah stumped. Her mind playing each possibility and she loved every ending to the sweet daydream. Looking up into Taemin's eyes and the hint of dark promise in his voice made Minah almost want to blush. The other options that he gave were nice but this one was exciting. She was never one to play on the safe vanilla side anyways, which made the decision infinitely times easier. Minah wanted to have a fun time, a time that will have her seeing stars with hints of red and if he could give it to her than she was all the more willing to go. "I don't like being treated so softly anyways." She wanted this, she wanted to bite the seemingly soft lips of the man in front of her, have him mark her so much so that she'll never be able to hide the evidence of their encounter even if she wanted to.

@b. minah ⌠queen of hearts⌡ "I'd say it's a fair sight more than promising," Taemin chuckled, lifting her gently back to her feet so he could stand up. "I'll let you take your pick. There's a managers break room with a convenient lock I stole the key for, or we can go out to my car, or even back to my apartment. Really depends on how long you want this to last." He said, tipping her chin up and trailing a finger down her cheek. "I should warn you though, I have more tools back at my place, but I won't be gentle." He wanted to watch her bleed, hear her scream in pain and ecstasy. He wanted to mark her flesh in a rainbow of bruises. She was beautiful now, but she'd be positively breathtaking when he was done with her.

@k. seokjin ⌠alfred pennyworth⌡ Riding through the streets on her motorcycle, Hyuna feels the cold air hit her in the face. She was currently on her way back to her flowershop after running a few errands. As she came to a complete stop on her motorcycle, she heard some yelling coming from around the corner. She decided to go check it out. What she saw disgusted her, some guys preying on another guy that looked as if he had just came from running a few errands himself. "Hey! Leave him alone!" She cried out as she walked up to the guys. One of them lunged at her and she punched him in his face. She didn't even turn around and look at him as he fell to the ground and screamed due to his broken nose. The rest of the guys lunged at her as well, they were obviously stupid petty criminals that didn't know who they were dealing with. Hyuna easily took them all out one by one. The guy that punched the victim in the stomach previously had took off running after he saw what happened to his comrades. She then ran after him and kicked him in his back causing him to fall on his face on the sidewalk. She looked at the fallen body and saw a wallet, she picked it up and walked back to the guy who had been attacked earlier. "Does this belong to you?" She asked softly as she held it out to him, a concerned look evident in her eyes.

@l. taemin ⌠carnage⌡ She could agree with the idea that red was a nice color, her whole garden was filled with roses a little something that she picked up from her mother; it was a signature color for her as well, although she preferred contrasting red with black. Minah could feel her heart start pounding against her chest harder, the thrill of the whole situation was starting to excite her, it's been awhile since she had any carnal pleasure much less an intimate touch so she blamed her easy excitement on that. With a breathless chuckle she titled her head instinctively, offering more of her neck to Taemin a part of her wanting him to bite down hard enough to break skin, the thought of it had her squeezing her legs together. "I don't know I think I need more time to make an accurate tell." With a light touch on the hand on her hip Minah tilted her head up to gave a feather light kiss on Taemin's chin. "But it's look very promising so far. And I hope you plan on taking me out of here soon before we get kicked out for public indecency." She joked playfully, trailing her hands down his chest lightly.

@b. minah ⌠queen of hearts⌡ "Perfect," Taemin smirked, reaching up to brush his thumb along the edge of her lips where she'd overdrawn the lipstick just a touch. The brilliant shade contrasted beautifully with her pale skin. It would only look better if he was true blood staining them and not just painted wax. Maybe another time though, he wasn't one to over lap victims and he wanted to play with his cute little kitten a bit longer. Besides, there was something about this woman that was catching his interest in a slightly different way. He wasn't ready to kill this one just yet, it was an entertaining idea, but then killing anything with a heart beat sounded like fun to him. He wasn't all that hard to please when he really thought about it. He slid an arm around the woman's waist, his teeth closing around her lobe and biting down teasingly, tugging before letting go. "My name is Taemin," He said, trailing playful kisses down the column of . His thumb rubbed against her hip, as he contemplated the taste of her skin. She tasted sweet, and her skin smelled like roses but he knew it wasn't a perfume. It didn't have the harsh edge of chemicals that burned his nose. She was an intriguing woman certainly. "So, fortune teller, how does my future look now?"

@l. taemin ⌠carnage⌡ Chuckling quietly at the comment Minah looked down as she accepted the money putting them inside her pocket where the rest of her earnings of the day went. "Hmm, I actually prefer red lipstick but I wasn't actually planning on showing my face today." Crossing her legs under the table she saw the contact the man in front of her made with the other that was a bit further away. The whole exchange just made her more intrigued with the stranger and gave her a few fun guesses on what he's really like. "You are more than welcome to help. May I know your name? I would like to know who's name I'll be screaming." Standing up Minah walked to Taemin's side letting herself fall onto his lap legs lightly swinging from not being able to touch the floor, ah, sometimes she really detested her short stature. Pushing those thoughts aside before she really got caught up in them Minah reached into her purse that was concealed by the long cloak to apply the red lipstick that she conveniently had, she always wanted to be prepared for any type of situation and this time she was really grateful for that. "Better?" With a small smack of her lips for emphasis Minah gave him a small flirty smile.

@k. hyuna ⌠black canary⌡ Walking out of the shops with his arms laden in bags Jin quickly makes his way down the street. He's bundled up in a navy blue pea coat, but still shivering in the late winter air. Perhaps he should have drove a car instead of walking... Well, it's too late now. Turning the corner his only hope is to return to the manor as quickly as possible when a hand suddenly reaches out from the alley. Jin is pulled backwards by the lip of his collar, quickly closed in upon by six or seven male figures dressed head to toe in black and grey. "Um, evening, gentlemen." he greets, shrinking against he backdrop of grimy bricks in an attempt to appear smaller than he actually is. While he could easily escape the situation he has no plans of performing actual combat today. As they demand for his wallet Jin offers an awkward smile, ducking his head a bit. One of them gets closer, hand digging into the front of his shirt and causing the butler to drop his things, raising his hands. "You wouldn't hurt an old man, would you?" In his head Jin berates himself for once again saying something like that, only to have his thoughts run askew as a fist connects with his stomach.

@b. minah ⌠queen of hearts⌡ "Tsk, you drive a hard bargain," Taemin commented, pulling out another twenty and setting it down on the table. He slid both bills across to her and leaned over the table. "You should consider red lipstick, you'd look stunning in crimson," he said, his tongue wetting his bottom lip as his eyes slid over her features. She'd be much more delicious than lunch, more satisfying too. He wondered what his chances were of getting her out of here. They could go out to his car, even to his apartment if he was feeling so inclined. A quick glance over showed his probation officer watching him and he flashed him a grin and a wink. Let him think what he wanted, it wouldn't be the first time Taemin had hooked up with a girl on his breaks. He was pretty sure he was starting to get a reputation, the looks some of the woman gave him when they walked into the store were pretty telling. He wasn't going to complain though. A quick hot whenever he wanted? It was almost enough to make him like his job. "You don't look like you're having much fun. Maybe I can fix that?"

@l. taemin ⌠carnage⌡ A smile was threatening to escape her and with a small tap of her nail she decided to take a good look at the man in front of her, copying his movements by leaning back in her seat as well. She couldn't deny that he was a very attractive guy, which leads to her next dilemma, go down easy or play hard to get? Honestly going down easy was appealed to her the most right now, she was hunched over a ball for hours she needed some relief and a change of scene that was for sure. He sure was different from the rest though and that appealed to her more than anything, he was able to pick up on the fact that she was not as elderly as she portrayed, which definitely gives him some points. Or maybe her acting was bad, she also reasoned to himself. His eyes as well, they seemed to have something hidden behind which called out to Minah all the more. Reaching up she pulled the hood off her head letting her hair fall around her like a curtain; leaning forward she rested her head on her interlocked hands with a soft smile giving the twenty a quick glance. She really didn't care about the money, she placed no real value in it but she supposed that if she was about to do this, she would be worth a bit more, at the very least. Also this was a good opportunity to gauge just a bit more of how much desire he actually felt towards her. "If you add another $10 then yes it would." There was a soft lilt to her voice as she kept her dark eyes focused on him, wanting to see if she can pick up any more signs of his personality.

@b. minah ⌠queen of hearts⌡ Taemin chuckled softly and set the cookie down, leaning a little bit closer. "I wasn't talking about the cookie," he purred, winking playfully as he sat back again. He looked her over slowly, a bit intrigued by whatever game it was she was playing. He didn't believe in magic, despite his own unique... abilities... he knew they weren't magic. It was all twisted ed up science and cliched nightmare of a childhood that turned him into the monster he was today. However, she was a pretty thing and he really did have plenty of time to indulge for a bit. "I suppose I could use a consultation, I would love to know if you're in my future tonight." He said, shameless, blatant as he reached out and ran a finger across the smooth crystal of the ball. If she made it worth his while, entertained him, he wasn't above paying her a little extra. He was bored after all, and playing with people was the only real game worth playing. He knew something about her was different, his supernatural sense picked that up easily enough. She wasn't normal, not like the other little mindless bees that hummed around this place. He couldn't put his finger on what she was, but it would be fun to find out. Maybe he would skip out on the rest of his shift, claim he was sick, or his allergies were acting up. If this pretty little butterfly didn't hold his attention, he knew a tied up kitten that certainly would. Especially since she'd been done there by herself for hours now. Poor little thing, he couldn't wait to go see her again. He looked back up at the woman, reaching into his pocket to pull out his wallet, taking out a twenty dollar bill and setting it down. "Will this cover the consultation?"

@l. taemin ⌠carnage⌡ The amount of customers were thinning and Minah was slowly growing bored, she didn't really plan to spend the whole day like this, at the very least a change of location seemed enticing to her; besides the way she was hunched over the ball was starting to make her back hurt .Her patience was thinning and she couldn't help but let out an irritated sigh her own cookies starting to look more than appetizing to her. The only thing that was stopping her was how well she knew the effects of the cookies were. Did she even eat breakfast? Recounting her day, she found she couldn't really remember probably the effects of one of her hookahs. Tapping a perfectly manicured black nail she stared into the crystal ball wondering what people could actually think that she was in the sphere. Some people were always quick to believe in the answers that please them more than the cold, hard facts of reality and as much as she liked toying with that side of people she always wondered how she could get more varied responses, more unique reactions out of those who come in contact with her. She snapped out of these thoughts when she saw the chair in front of her move and the body a man sit down. Minah kept her head and eyes downcast watching his eyes reach for the cookies smirking at his question. Oh, she thought to herself, it most definitely is. With a low voice she replied hands already holding onto the ball. "Well, if you're willing to pay $100, then yes they are. I can guarantee their effectiveness, the one that you're holding for example..." Minah slowly looked up to see the cookie in order to gauge what it actually did and also to see just a bit more of the man in front of her before quickly looking back down. "It causes memory loss." Making a small circle around the ball she wondered if he would want a consultation too, adding up the total cost by the end of this meeting to be $105, not bad. "I can also look to see your future young man, it'll only cost $5, cheap for some valuable information wouldn't you say?"

@m. lalisa ⌠catwoman⌡ /watching as lalisa's hand slipped behind her, sana cocked a grin, and within seconds she had drawn and cocked the gun sitting on her hip, pointing it squarely at the woman's chest, her free hand holding onto the bat, a tinkle of laughter that erupted into cackling bubbling from , a sardonic smile stretching over bright red lips
honey, come on now, we dont want another body amongst these ones, huh? puddin wouldn't want his girl lookin' so drab, ya know, so i gotta do it right, get myself a pretty little necklace. anything for puddin. i can take on anything, you little , so dont start your little rants about me not being good enough or strong enough. the cops will be here soon, y'dont wanna be caught at the crime scene, darling.
/with the gun still trained on her chest, sana started moving towards the exit, carefully stepping over unconscious bodies, shards of glass crunching underfoot

@m. sana ⌠harley quinn⌡ /Lalisa discretely reached for a small knife which she kept in a small, barely visible compartment in the back of her belt, she already knew with Harley present things would get quite messy - or messier than they already were. She had no intentions to engage in combat and waste her energies, but really, what other choice would she have?
Listen here doll, let's get a few things right, it's Catwoman, not kitten, second of all I could really care less for your wants I have a job to do and you're getting in the way, go rob a rattle from a baby that'd seem like a more formidable opponent for you no? /her gaze darkened and her brows furrowed/ You're not leaving here without returning that to me. My boss is the rightful owner of that necklace and I plan to return it to him, with or without your head, your choice.

@m. lalisa ⌠catwoman⌡ /as she heard the groan, sana perked up, giving her hips a little wiggle as she let out a small laugh; however, at the other's request for the necklace, she set the end of her bat on the ground, trailing it as she moved over towards the other girl. her heels clicked with each step she took, eyebrows raised as her hair bounced on her shoulders in high pigtails, head tilted when she stopped in front of lalisa.
what are ya gonna do to stop me, kitten? i want this necklace here, and you aint taking it from me. i worked for this, and you aint taking what i earned. its been fun, but i gotta ditch before the cops show up.

@m. sana ⌠harley quinn⌡ [] no no dear you're fine!

It was supposed to have been a simple and quick job, sneak through the vents, avoid triggering the alarm, secure the necklace and vanish without a trace, piece of cake no? Of course, sometimes things don't go as planned, and well in Gotham, /most/ things never seem to go as planned. Lalisa groaned, a groan evident with annoyance, for now she had to deal with her too, just ing great. She stood still, staring at the mess the petite one had created, Harley just spelled chaos in every situation possible. Lalisa brought a hand to rest upon her hip, clicking her tongue as she approached the other slowly/ tsk tsk, Harley Quinn as much as I'd love to play with you, I'm afraid you have something that belongs to me, no other jewel interest me - and now see, I will not have you interfere with my delivery that's just no good my boss would be upset, so I'll need you to handle that necklace over hm?

@m. lalisa ⌠catwoman⌡ [] kinda but---

/bat twirling idly in one hand, sana shifted through the unconscious bodies around her, whistling despite the blaring sounds of the alarms as she made her way over to the necklace on display; taking it off of the display, she held it up and cooed, gently tucking it into the pocket of her jacket before turning-- and as she did, she caught sight of you, and a smile stretched across her lips
oh-- take whatcha want, i got what i needed. and they aint dead, ya know. just... sleepin'.

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