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[justalilnuts]

[Harley was bored. When Harley was bored things seemed to happen, and they weren't always the best of things. She'd already fed Mighty Mouse and Groucho had a rather large portion of beans before she slipped on out of her pod

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[bellator_lucis]

[A wild Warrior appears! Just in time to see that kick!

He is favorably impressed.]

You are skilled.

[Note to self: Do not get in the way of Harley's kicks.]

[justalilnuts]

[Harley half-turns at the familiar voice and her grin never slips, although it's possible she might be envisioning Warrior's head atop the fighting dummy. Nothing personal, buddy, but you did make her get rid of her cute lil pet bunny, Frank. :|

However, a compliment is a compliment..]

Thanks .. Ain't been practicing half as often as I should've been since comin' here. Figured it was best ta get up and movin' an' keep myself in shape, ya know?

[bellator_lucis]

[He actually feels a little bad about that. Not enough to apologize - he let the bunny live, after all, and it was a danger to the others - but a little.]

That is sensible - this world is not a place for the unwary.

[He examines Harley is a considering sort of way, thinking back to what he said to Zhaneel about working together more. Harley's as good a place to start as any.]

Are you capable of defending yourself against edged weapons?

[Feel free to take this as a threat, Harley!]

[justalilnuts]

[Well, it's hardly like she doesn't still have Mighty mouse, after all! 8D AND, the likelihood that she will find some other non-appropriate animal for a pet is really quite expected.

She makes a partially non-committal sound of agreement, because though she doesn't want to seem willing to agree, she does.]

Ahh, it ain't as bad as all that ..

[At least, Harley doesn't think so. What's a world without a sizable amount of chaos? Boring, that's what.

She watches as he seems to appraise her before speaking, one sculpted brow canting curiously. When he asks about edged weapons, she blinks and looks at him for a moment before responding.]

Ahh .. ya mean like knives?

[No, she's not dumb, even if she plays well at it. She is watching rather warily now, Warrior, but there is an eager sort of anticipation to it, now.]

[pimp_hat]

[Damn right he's going to approach.

Kevas emerges from the shadows and gives an impressed whistle.]

Nice kick.

[And equally nice legs.]

[justalilnuts]

[She'd be plumb crushed if people DIDN'T approach! What was the fun if someone wasn't nosy enough to stick there nose into her warm up? :D

The whistle comes just as Harley is about to begin to begin punching the gutted figure and she pauses, glancing over her shoulder with a half turn. her grin never slips, but she turns to face her admirer, arms folding across her chest.]

Thanks, bubs. Ain't the only thing nice about lil ole me..

[And don't she know it! Her words are paired with a bright and warm smile, her gaze moving over Kevas' form. She wasn't above giving credit where it was due, and this guy certainly seemed (if his size and conditioning meant anything) more than capable of handing out his own beating.]

[pimp_hat]

[Kevas only sticks his nose into things that interest him, and this most definitely interests him.

He grins right back at her. While he can't really understand the whole clown getup, he can't say that he doesn't like the outfit. It certainly helps accentuate her...physique.]

Of dat I be havin' no doubt.

[Removing his hat, Kevas sweeps into a bow as he always does when introducing himself to a ladymon.]

Fuhgive my intrusion ladymon but I couldn't help but notice jah. Da name be Kevas.

[justalilnuts]

[Well, Harley is NOTHING if not interesting! 8D Her grin broadens all the more at the introduction and she gives her hip a pop, hands coming to rest on them.]

Well, if ya ain't just a breath'a fresh air! Ya ain't to shabby yerself, bubs.

[She gives him a very thorough look up and down, smile never slipping an inch. Can you feel her practically eating you alive, Kevas? NOMNOMNOM]

I'm Harley .. Harley Quinn. It's a pleasure, ta be sure!

[pinkefficiency]

[Max hasn't seen or heard much from Harley during the past month or so, and for that she's both disappointed and grateful.

Disappointed, because she had been wanting to learn more about Harley. Grateful, because since her death, she hadn't been as cautious about keeping her name a secret. The last thing she wants to do is piss off someone who could probably kill her a second time.

Right now, she's just going for a quick walk with her capybara - she could use the fresh air, and as far as she's concerned, so could Steven. Of course, this is when she spots Harley training.

...Hopefully she'll be able to slink by unnoticed.]

[justalilnuts]

[It might very well be that Max hasn't heard too much about or from Harley in the past month, but she's certainly heard plenty about Max. Namely, that Max is Max, and not Lisa.

Sneaky, sneaky, sneaky. :|

She moves to begin punching the beaten dummy when movement catches her attention. Oho, so you thought you could sneak off like that, Max? Sorry, life just ain't that easy, kid. Her smiles brightens even more and she waves one hand high.]

Hey, Lisa!!!!

[pinkefficiency]

[Well, slag it. :|

This is going to be incredibly awkward.}

Hey, Harley!

[Ahem.]

How've you been?

[thebatwave]

[Look, Harley! It's Bruce! Except, he's probably not the Bruce you're used to. He's on his way to the cafeteria, when he spots Harley and immediately recognizes her. As far as he knows, she doesn't recognize him so!]

Hi! What's going on here?

[Curious bat is curious.]

[justalilnuts]

[OH HI THAR BRUCE! Unfortunately, Harley doesn't quite recognize you, although there is something familiar there. :| The harlequin pauses in the motion of turning to move to another dummy at the sound of his upbeat voice.

She glances in his direction, blue eyes bright and pleasant as she responds.]

Well, it ain't ballroom dancin', bubs! HAH!

[thebatwave]

[Fortunately for Bruce then!]

Did you do this?

[He gestures toward the broken stuffed dummy.]

You're pretty good.

[He's evaluating you, Harley. Or hitting on you. Take your pick.]