* ROTTEN QUEEN !

Mister J? “Right.” The t sounds with a loud clicking noise of her tongue against the roof of her mouth, this lady was sounding crazier and crazier by the minute. Almost ironic, given who Barbara was. “I’m sorry, you LIVED in Gotham?” She’s quite certain that she would have remembered someone looking like that walking around the streets of Gotham. “How long ago? I don’t ever recall hearing…ether of your names before.” Although, “Wait – you don’t have anything to do with ARKHAM do you?”

“I did, yes. Back with Red ‘n Mistah J, apart respectively. But I’ve never seen ya around either.”She remarked and that was the truth, not that she really paid much attention except to B-man and her villain friends. “Really? I’m always in the papers dunno know ya don’t know of me.”She shrugged, figuring she lived under a rock. “I worked there as a shrink when I was Harleen.”

Oh, she seemed like she had a few screws loose up there. Funny, she seemed like the exact sort of person he’d expect to see in Arkham. “Straight outa Arkham. I don’t get out much, couple days of mayhem before I get thrown back in.” His lips tugged down in a frown. He knew his news hijacks were broadcasted all over the city, there was no possible way she missed them. “You look like a dead ringer for Arkham’s target audience, how come you’re not in there?”

“new york city is real, yeah… gotham is fictional. it’s a made up town from a comic book series.” carl’s brows furrowed together. “thanks…?” he glanced to his sister, and then back to the woman. the toddler in his arms was looking curiously at the woman’s hair. “then it’s your lucky day. for one, i don’t miss, despite that i’m missing an eye, however i’m not about to shoot you in front of  a kid.”

“Who do people keep sayin’ that?”She grumbled, pouting slightly as she placed her hands on her hips. “I’m real ‘n standin’ here how can I come from a fake place, huh?” She was quiet that was until he mentioned he didn’t miss. “Don’t cha know who I am, Mistah? I’m Harley Quinn, I’ve dodged a lot’o bullets in my time. How sweet.”

“still not really buying that. it’s the name of a fucking villain in a comic book.” she crossed her arms over her chest. “but whatever, bigger issues. seriously? does everyone here not belong?”

“Comic Book? I think yer off the deep end lady.”As far as she knew her life was normal, not based on some comic book. “I don’t think so, no one really seems ta’ know whats goin’ on.”

bucky sat down on the first bench he located, in what he’d hoped would be the least populated section of where he’d found himself. he turned out to be wrong as he heard a bubbly voice next to him. he saw the mallet first, then the woman. “i’m alright.” he was lost, but he wasn’t really sure what she could do to help that. this person, harley quinn, didn’t seem like the usual type of person to find him. “if you’re lost too, doesn’t that just make us both lost?” bucky was a little confused, especially since that meant she couldn’t help him.

Her eyebrow raised but then shrugged, it wasn’t as if she could be much help anyways. She was just as lost as to why she were here. “Well, duh, but two heads can be better than one.”She replied, shifting her weight to the other foot. “Ya aren’t a big talker are ya?”

    “ I’m fine, thank you. “ Drizella didn’t even bother to look at the other, shrugging. Hopefully, she would figure out a way out of this place soon and most of all - why the hell she had ended up in here?   “ You can go now, stop staring. “ She said, venom in her voice as she looked over to the poorly dressed woman. “ Oh, honey, you look horrendous. “

(¸.• ♛ → The redhead looked at the woman that was there and smiled a bit, shaking the other one’s hand as well “Pleasure, I’m Clary. I’m a bit lost yeah but I’m trying to figure everything out” A small sigh escaped from her lips “You have any idea about what’s going on?”

“I can’t say I do.”But it wasn’t like she minded too much at all. “Maybe someone kidnapped us ta give us a vacation, which is okay in my book, I could use it.”

THINGS DID seem like a b l u r to the raven-haired female. every so often she would toss her shiny locks back and forth. all of her new ticks were out of NOWHERE. “harley quinn,” half-baked smile rose on her lips, “veronica, veronica lodge.” still unsure how she wanted to answer the female. “i’d say i am pretty LOST.” looking down at her dark painted fingernails, “it’s hard to hide it, i suppose.”

    jack’s not really in the position to choose his acquaintences around here – besides, this woman seems open enough to conversation. no better way to get information. “ jack morrison, ma’am. ” he greets, gripping her hand and shaking twice. “ lost as the rest of us, sure. i was just comin’ back from the library. must have took a wrong turn somewhere. i’ll figure it out eventually, i’m sure. ”

“do you WANT me to?” carl scoffed as he shot her a glare. “i’ve killed before, i’m not afraid to pull the trigger if that’s what you’re thinking.” he was sick and tired of people in this town underestimating him because they saw him as a kid. he was far from that. “thanks for nothing, in that case. she’s not my kid, she’s my sister.” he sighed, putting his weapon back in his holster. “did you just wake up here like everyone else?”

“Listen Mistah, I’ve been pushed out a window before and shot at, ain’t like it would be anythin’ new.”She clearly didn’t care who knew about her past. “You’d be disappointed, I ain’t that easy ta’ kill.”One simple gun shot would heal way too easy, but she could probably dodge it too, if he were to shoot at her. “Well she’s cute,”Harley liked children, children and animals. “I did, I came from Gotham, ya know in New York City?”