@jesterress​

🌹 Autumn is nearly over and the temperatures are falling. Orlondi feels no cold or heat anymore as a vampire, but he can tell by the way people dress up now and the kind of clothes being sold in the stores. It’s not like much changes for him. To avoid boredom, he’s taken the wheeled hoverboard he received some weeks ago and tries now to figure it out. After he watched other people riding them, he believes to know how to do it as well.

Learning by doing, as they say. But the first challenge is to get on top of it without falling off of it again. It keeps rolling away every time he tries to stand on top of it, causing him to fall backwards all the time. After the fifth time, he’s letting out a frustrated snort and sits on the ground with a huff. And voices his frustration to the next person that happens to walk in his direction, because he really needs to vent.

“Can you believe it? They gave me a defective hoverboard! It keeps rolling away when I try to get on it! I’m sure it’s not supposed to do that!”

The fact that she’s finally opted to wear actual pants rather than the shorts she’s usually seen it said a lot about the current weather. Pulling the beanie hat over her ears to protect them from the cold, she had found herself feeling both sorry and amused at the poor guy trying to get the skateboard to work in his favour. She hadn’t exactly planned on helping-- it wasn’t too terrible to watch someone trial and error the board and she had been quite content to sit there and sip at her coffee while he tried and failed over and over. By the fifth attempt, her amusement was overshadowed by pity... but only slightly. 

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This so called “mall” was simultaneously fascinating and terrifying.  There were so many people packed tightly into a massive building which housed so many stores.  If she had the ability to return home she was certain that no one would believe her if she told them you could shop for shoes while eating a cheese covered pretzel after trying on perfumes.  It was all too convenient; she was quickly realizing that people relied heavily on convenience here.

Anna preferred her clothes – the mismatching items she had stolen from her victims combined with animal pelts – but she was realizing that her shoes were not up to par.  They were perfect for walking through the forest in the winter, but not so great for walking on concrete for miles.  She wasn’t one to shy away from pain, but if it could be avoided…  So here she was, at the “mall” with a small amount of money to spend on shoes.

She was hopelessly lost; there were boards posted that held maps of the place, but she couldn’t read.  Not that she even knew the names of any of the shops that could possibly be selling shoes.  Frankly, she wasn’t interested in walking around this place for hours trying to find a store in such a crowded place.  Once again she would have to ask for assistance – something she was getting quite tired of doing.

There was a young woman with strangely dyed hair sitting on a nearby bench.  She was reading something – good, she was literate – but appeared to be in a chipper mood.  That meant she would help, hopefully.  Anna approached her without second thought.

“Is there a store here that sells affordable shoes?”

Harley was no stranger to newbies approaching her for all sorts of reasons; directions, general inquiries, clothing-- which seemed to be the topic of conversation with this rather intimidating looking woman. Good thing Harley wasn’t easily intimidated. 

Looking up from her phone at the woman before her, then down at her feet, then back up at her again. She wouldn’t say no to the stranger, knowing full well how difficult it was here when you were new. So she put her phone back in her pocket, stood-- wow, she was really tall, Harley’s 5ft fuckin’ 4 ass thought to herself-- and plastered her sweetest smile upon her lips as she stood ready to assist. 

✧*:･ﾟ| IT isn’t difficult to hypothesise why Harley would be NERVOUS to approach him, for Radiale works in ways most - if not all - of the worlds they come from don’t quite grasp. A CONUNDRUM to be certain of, particularly as her features are somewhat older than he remembered. There’s a pause, a moment of hesitation, and as she speaks, the doctor’s suspicions fluttering away like the autumn leaves on the wind.

❝OH Harley, you’re back! It’s so good to see you again,❞ if anything could shatter nerves, it may be the way he giddily forgets about GRAVITY, floating a few inches off the earth with barely restrained energy. ❝Ah, I mean, our circumstances could, of course, be better, but I’d RATHER be here with friends than with enemies!!❞

She released the breath she didn’t realise she was holding, relief washed over her in large waves as her smile became more relaxed as the interaction continued. She laughed at the way he started to drift upward, though he didn’t seem to be in danger of floating away completely any time soon, so she didn’t feel the need to rescue him this time (though the image did prove amusing and her smile tugged upward a little more at the thought). 

“Now you look like the kind’a gal who knows how ta have a good time.” Harley had approached the other woman, bazooka in hand along with a bag of other fun essentials. If she was going to be stuck here (again) she figured she’d better make some new friends and what was a better bonding experience than blowing shit up? 

Nothing, that’s what. 

To find herself back in this weird city was one thing (she wondered what celestial being was punishing her this time) but to find someone she recognised, so soon too... perhaps she wasn’t as unlucky as she first thought. Though there was the chance he wouldn’t recognise her, she took a breath and put on her best smile and approached the man she’d bonded with at a Halloween party just over a year ago.

ok i finally got a moment to do this, hi hello!! i was in the group a while ago with harley and took a break but now we’re back but there’s a couple of things i wanted to mention before getting started!

first off, she was in the group for a over a year and bc of that, i decided that she’ll remember everyone she met previously and everything that’s happened here.

with the conclusion of the joker war storyline in batman 2016, this will be included in her canon. this means that yes, she is aware of punchline and she may be brought up from time to time (mainly that her name sucks and that she’s not funny). for those who are unfamiliar with punchline, she’s the jokers new gf.

i had harley more villainous while she was here last time, this time i want to stay more accurate to her current characterisation so she’ll definitely be more of an anti-hero during her stay here (i changed her app to reflect this, nothing much with her personality will change). because of this she is on better terms with batman, the batfam etc

reminder that this is mostly comic harley with influences from the dceu and not harley from the hq animated show. 

       INITIALIZING... @harliquinn​.

       IT WAS A DILEMMA he simply could not ignore, and he would see a happy end to it, no matter the cost. A family of Earth avians– “ ducks ” as he believed they were referred, had encountered heavy resistance on their path elsewhere, in the form of many vehicles clogging the road they sought to cross. Considering the vast difference in size and power, it was likely they would be overlooked by the passengers and thus, disregarded, and ultimately killed.

       In order to prevent this, Optimus Prime positioned himself between the halted traffic, yet to proceed due to a red light, and the animals. His step and kindly urging of his servos spurred their pace, and the younglings hurried ahead. Even as the light signified they move forward, the automaton raised a palm to keep that intention at bay, as he continued to walk alongside the family.

             ❝  Please, remain where you are.  ❞ he advised, despite their horns, before stooping to urge a stray into quicker motion with a nudge of a finger.

Of all the strange activity she’d seen in the city during her year and a half stay, this had to be one of the cutest. Her intention was to cross the road on the opposite side of the ducks and their robot chaperone but she instantly changed her mind and decided to turn back and follow behind them. This was definitely something she could see herself doing back on Coney... and if anyone even dared ignore the request to remain stationary, she’d make sure they wouldn’t be driving for a long time.

“Ya heard him!” She added, adjusting her grip on the mallet as she stood in front of a car brave enough to honk. “Ya wanna do that again? I dare ya!”

When she hears the chiming of the bell ring, she knows Harley is the one that entered the building. The scent she picks up is unfamiliar and also, the store is closed. Hansol can’t hold back the smile that only grows. She really loves when she gets compliments on her store only because this is all in memory for Mr. Kang. Her father. It always feels good to have compliments given about Nok Nok Cafe. 

If it wasn’t already obvious she takes DAMN good care of her store. DAMN GOOD FUCKING CARE. 

“Thank you very much! It took me a bit to figure out how I wanted the interior design done~.” She’s already pouring Harley a cup of tea, “I’m not entirely sure just yet! But I wanted to surprise Itachi. I thought maybe he hadn’t celebrated his birthday in a while and thought maybe….it would be nice to be surprised. NOT a big surprise, I don’t want to give him a heart attack, but just enough to know that there are people out there who really, really care for him.” She’s going too deep into this, but really he needs it. HE DESERVES it all day everyday. 

“Ya did great, honey.” She takes a seat, then accepts the tea and sips at it while Hansol explains her plan. Who the hell doesn’t celebrate their birthday? Harley loved birthdays-- her own birthday used to be a little hit or miss, depending if a certain someone remembered (often not) but these days she enjoyed it. She especially loved other peoples birthdays; she’d never say no to a party and shenanigans. The way Hansol spoke, however, caused the blonde to smirk into her teacup.