Injustice: Ground Zero #10
Cover by Renato Guedes
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🔪 (Harley)
Harley looked down at the body and up at Joker. "Need me to do anythin'?"
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@ssolessurvivor sent: you've proven your point. (Harley Quinn)
Had she proven her point? Perhaps she had now that the guy had passed out, but she could still see his chest barely lifting up with breath so not dead... yet. Leave it to the new guy though to try and stop her fun which had her turning her blood splattered face towards him. "I don't think I have." Harley stated with almost a deathly calm as she took her knife and placed it between the bones of the unconscious man's fingers as she twisted. "Wakey wakey, no one said you could sleep yet." She pat the guy's face almost tenderly before looking back at Logan.
"You see here, new guy. This is what we do and if you're gonna be soft about it. Weeeellllllll...." She trailed off into a giggle that was all sinister and no real fun in it. She had had her fun with the hostage so if Logan wanted her to stop playing with her food so to speak he could put him out of his misery. "Why don't ya show me the kind of guy you are?" Pulling out the knife she flipped it around to present the handle to him. "You can have a lil' fun with me, get out, or kill the schmuck." She was oh so curious as to which he would pick.
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" WHOA. That was a lot, toots and that's comin' from me. It sounds like you need a realignment. Smashing shit can be pretty cathartic, even better when it belongs to assholes. Wanna give it a try? Huh? " She asks wrapping an arm around her new repressed friend.
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@astremourante prompted:
[ MINE ] for one muse to wear something belonging to the oother - Harley
"Okay, but yah can't wear that jacket. It has my name on it," Harley protested, crossing her arms and pouting excessively. "I had it commissioned an' everythin' !"
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@thewxnderer liked for a starter from Harley Quinn!
They’d been in worse situations. At least Harley had anyways. Once a girl lived under The Joker’s roof not much phased her anymore. So the news of this Get Out of Hell Free card and that Amanda Waller was dying? It came as no shock to her. It seemed like a wild goose chase from the start, though. The card was with some stripper named Steele Maxum who’d ( for whatever ungodly reason ) been Doctor Fate at one point in time. Then it was stolen from him by two girls and then it was again stolen from them by one of the chick's dad. Meanwhile, Floyd was too busy trying to find Zoe to talk to her to actually focus on their mission which left Harley in a tough spot. She had to keep lying to Waller over comms about the true nature of what he was doing just to save him from getting his head blown off. Meanwhile, she was stuck with a religious nut, a snake guy, Boomer, and some super apathetic cold chick to babysit. She thought this was going to be fun! So many of her old friends were together in one place again but instead, she was juggling everyone else to keep them in check. So much for Floyd being the task force leader of this group.
A knock on the RV draws her attention from where she’d been pouting against one of the windows. Her body slumps nearly fully to the ground out of her seat before trudging solemnly over to the door. Hopefully, it was Floyd so they could get a move on and she could stop saying he was performing reconnaissance. Harley was positive that if she gave that lame-ass excuse to Waller one more time she’d detonate her nanite just for the hell of it and probably Floyd’s shortly after hers. She throws the door to the RV open, her body still slumped over and expecting to chase some weird passer-byer or cop off but instead; she is very *pleasantly* surprised with Rick Flag’s face. Immediately, Harley perks up and squeals as she throws her arms around his neck.
“Flag!” She squeezes the taller man in her grasp with every ounce of strength she possesses in her body ( more than you’d believe from looking at her ) before pulling back to beam up at him. “Thank god you’re here. You would not believe the crap I’ve been through!”
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