#silvertonguedliesmith

The princess was stuck in Equestria with attempts to handle growing tensions within the realm (attempts being the key word, it seemed anything Luna did to help just made things worse, but Celestia was becoming more and more agitated about her long absences, and Luna was in no mood to be thrown back into any form of prison).

Frustrated a bored, she played with the shadows, forming them to her liking, and finally decided on the shape of a raven, which she imbued with her magic. With a moment’s pause to pet the whispy feathers, she sent the shadow raven off, where it dipped into the cracks of the realms.

Harley walked down the dimly lit street, her heels clicking against the wet concrete as she hummed to herself. The sounds of the city could be heard in the distance, siren's a great contributor to the noise. The clown raised a eyebrow as she spotted a stranger on the sidewalk, she dropped her bat to her side and blew a large bubble with her gum. When her bubble popped she stopped in her tracks, only a few feet away from the strange man.

"I've lived here long enough to know when someone is lost, unfortunately for you, Gotham isn't a nice place to get lost butta'cup."

❝ There is something . . . I do not want to o f f, but there  is something very DIFFERENT about you. ❞

    Cue the exasperated sigh.

        If hell existed, Tony was pretty sure this was it. Although certain         situations involving handcuffs was usually okay with him,  being         stuck with the god of poor helmet choices ( well, at least the last         time they’d crossed paths... ) was anything but fine... And it  was         no comfort in realizing that they didn’t seem to want to come  off         no matter what they tried.