(Source: howthedreamgoes, via thetigersstripes)
James and Veronica sat on the couch watching a movie as they always did when they wanted some down time together. They adored musicals and sweeney todd was at the top of their list. In harmony the both sang the twisted songs with such delight.
Tina, Jayne, and Damia could never decide on what movie to watch. Damia preferred to read, while Tina had a soft spot for romances and Jayne wanted guts and gore. Sweeney Todd was something that appealed to all three of them. So then, when they heard the lyrics to songs they all knew fairly well twisting through the night, they had to peek in and see.
The rawness of the voice startles her for a moment, an suspicion of her own putting a bit of perspective into the clowns late night wanderings. “Well now, Ms. Quinn, it’s just that there were reports about something loud going down near this area. Sounded like shouts from your favorite comedian.” Her eyes narrowed behind the mask, “Now you sure you ain’t in any trouble? Looks like an awful dreary night to be just going for a walk. Hate for you to get caught in the rain.” Her eyes subtly scan the woman, taking in the smeared make-up.
Harley didn’t like it when people worried about her, namely when those people were vigilantes or cops. What right did they have to worry about her when they were trying to lock her up, anyway? She wanted to say as much, but she didn’t. “I’m fine,” she insisted instead, turning her face away. “You know how he gets. He’s just… temperamental. He’ll get over it. I’m just lettin’ him cool down before I go back inside, that’s all.”
Villain or not, Red Robin didn’t like to see anyone suffer. But if they won’r accept help… well. “It’s supposed to rain until morning. You got a place to go, just in case? Or an umbrella at least?” She took another step forward. ” I know a couple motels that don’t ask questions if you need one.”
“Just running sweeps through the city Ms. Quinn. Looking for anything… suspicious.” Her head tilts to the side, looking pensive. “Now, you aren’t causing any trouble are you?”
“Didn’t I just tell ya no?” Harley placed her hands firmly on her hips, jutting them out to the side. “Like I said, I ain’t done nothin’ wrong. I was makin’ dinner for my Puddin’, we got in a… bit of a… an- an argument, that’s all, so I’m… goin’ for a walk. Yeah. To cool myself off.” She was just grateful for the full body costume so that the hand-shaped bruise on her throat wouldn’t be visible, and that her greasepaint would hide where he’d hit her, for the most part.
The rawness of the voice startles her for a moment, an suspicion of her own putting a bit of perspective into the clowns late night wanderings. “Well now, Ms. Quinn, it’s just that there were reports about something loud going down near this area. Sounded like shouts from your favorite comedian.” Her eyes narrowed behind the mask, “Now you sure you ain’t in any trouble? Looks like an awful dreary night to be just going for a walk. Hate for you to get caught in the rain.” Her eyes subtly scan the woman, taking in the smeared make-up.
“Well! Ain’t this a surprise.” Harley grinned and gave a little wave at her uninvited guests. “Gosh, if I knew you was comin’ to dinner, I woulda made extra. What brings ya to my corner of Gotham, birdbrain? I ain’t done nothin’ illegal… yet. Can’t arrest a gal just for bein’ good-lookin’, now can ya?”
“Just running sweeps through the city Ms. Quinn. Looking for anything… suspicious.” Her head tilts to the side, looking pensive. “Now, you aren’t causing any trouble are you?”
Tim looked at the other, “Hello there.”
“Ah.” Tina shifted her head to the side. “Hello.”
“You okay there?” Tim asked with a little concern
“Yeah, I’m fine. You just look really familiar.”
(via thetigersstripes)
Tim looked at the other, “Hello there.”
“Ah.” Tina shifted her head to the side. “Hello.”
DC Dump 1 by *DeanGrayson
(Source: kaldurge)
Nah, just been tossed into another universe, thought we’d chat with the locals.
A-another? So, what, you guys just hop around universes?
Well, it’s not like we do it on purpose! Go to sleep in one, wake up in another. It’s all very confusing.
Ah, now that sounds like it comes in handy. Though the thought of you being beaten up by ants is… a humorous one.
I’m glad you find it funny. Can I help you ladies with anything?
Nah, just been tossed into another universe, thought we’d chat with the locals.
Red Robin, and my teammates Red Hood and Nightwing. -gestures to the females behind her-
Ant-Man? What, do you talk to ants or something? How often is that useful?
[Nods] Ladies, it’s a pleasure.
I…haven’t gotten that far, yet. Ants usually try and beat me up. My actual ability is growing really big or shrinking really small.
Ah, now that sounds like it comes in handy. Though the thought of you being beaten up by ants is… a humorous one.
Name’s G.I.Ant-Man, definitively the most awesome Ant-Man inheritor of all time.
Red Robin, and my teammates Red Hood and Nightwing. -gestures to the females behind her-
Ant-Man? What, do you talk to ants or something? How often is that useful?