ridetheharley | Harley Quinn's (un: clownprincess) Inbox for Reparacija

[ Jesse rolls his eyes, shaking his head, but he's still grinning. She can mess with him all she wants, as long as she doesn't start really thinking...well, anything that might make her wonder if he's not good enough for her. Any more than what he's already admitted to, that is.

But Harley hadn't been scared off yet, and he smiles when she says none of her past dates were as good either. Better even than her Mr. J, and he must've had something going for him, before he turned into a total jackass, right?

He takes the joint back with a nod. Harley gets it. No judgement. But he pauses at her next question. What would he do? If he could do anything? ]

Uh, not work?

[ He scoffs a little. Pretty obvious, right? He glaces at her, hoping she'll be just as nonjudgmental about this. He's never really wanted to be anything. Not for a job. Jobs are work, sucky and boring. Something to be avoided. ]

I'd be, y'know. Independently wealthy. Win the lottery or something.

[ Wouldn't anyone? He hesitates, before adding a little quieter: ]

What about you?

[ Dates with Joker were...different. They mostly consisted of various heists, and the few real dates she'd been taken on were mostly for show. To keep up appearances in Gotham. Show his face, that sort of thing. They were never really for her. But once upon a time, she'd enjoyed being around him enough that it didn't really matter what they were doing. She pushes the thoughts aside because now's not the time to be thinking about him. There isn't really ever a time she wants to be doing much of that. ]

It didn't have to be what you wanna do for work. Say you had all the money you wanted. What then? Just like, in life. I'd love to travel. I want to go rock climbing. I want to see sharks. Like, those boat tours they show on Shark Week where they chum the waters and use a fake seal to see how high they can get 'em to leap out of the water? Seeing that in person would be so fucking cool. I dunno, bucket list stuff.

[ Harley shrugs. There are a lot of things on her list, in spite of all the off-beat things she's already experienced, like saving the world from an ancient witch and having a hyena for a pet. There's so much more to do out there. ]

Traveling's cool.

[ She has so many ideas, and Jesse can't help but admire her for them. And wish he had that much imagination. He squints thoughtfully, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. ]

I'd go to like, Africa or Australia or somethin'. See all the elephants and dingos and shit. Climb Mount Kilimanjaro, maybe.

[ Have an adventure. It's something Jesse's never really been able to do, something he'd never really thought he'd get the opportunity to do. Even when he'd started making fat stacks selling meth, he'd mostly thought about using the money to get more drugs and girls. Or just stash it away, have it for an emergency in case he needed to get out of town. Not choosing to go anywhere just cause he wanted to.

Harley, though. If anyone knows how to have an adventure, it's Harley. He smiles at her, a little sad. ]

Too bad we can't go do any of that shit now, huh?

[ It figures. He finally meets someone cool, someone he could see himself doing all that stuff with. Traveling, exploring. Swimming with sharks. And they're both trapped in here. ]

Africa! Going on a safari and shit? That. Would be awesome.

[ She's not sure about Australia with all the shows she's seen about how many things there can kill you. Not that she's afraid, necessarily, but the whole 'spiders the size of your face' thing makes her shudder. Even Harley has her limits.

Harley lets out a sigh when Jesse mentions that it's likely they'll never get to do any of that stuff. Every time she ends up in prison, she never views it as a permanent situation. Not even when she'd been handed multiple life sentences. And it had mostly been for good reason--Harley's always found a way out somehow. But here, even with the promise of release after completing one's sentence sheet, escape seems pretty unlikely. She's not even sure where in the galaxy they're at, for starters. ]

Who knows...maybe we'll get out someday.

[ She doesn't sound so sure, but she has to cling to the thought that this isn't where she'll spend the rest of her life. Not that it'd really be that terrible. She's made some friends, and she met Jesse. That's more than she expected to happen when she first got here. ]

And if not. It doesn't hurt to dream, right?

[ She lets out a little sigh, leaning her head against Jesse's shoulder as she looks out at the view of the prison. It could be worse...it could always be worse. ]

[ It's kind of ridiculous, how much having Harley's approval does for him. Just her enthusiasm makes Jesse grin, that much more excited for this eventual African safari, something he'd never seriously considered in his life. Something he'd practically made up from whole cloth right then and there, because Harley had asked. But his stomach flips over at the look on her face, and suddenly he'd do anything to be there right now, riding around on elephants with her and seeing what there is to see. Discovering it all together. ]

Yeah, maybe.

[ Someday. He's still in no hurry to get back to the life he'd left behind, but if getting out meant still being with Harley, meant the two of them somehow getting that money and going on that adventure...yeah, maybe someday. He sighs too, warmth spreading through him when she rests her head on his shoulder, and he tilts his own head to rest against hers. ]

Nah. Guess not.

It's cool to think about, I guess. Even if it never happens.

[ Harley's not necessarily in a rush to get back to her world, either. Even if she's not sent right back to prison, what are the chances of her staying out? Gotham City has the tendency to bring out the worst in her, and she barely has to do more than sneeze the wrong way before she has fifteen cops surrounding her. Harley's notoriety is more curse than gift, when it comes to Gotham City.

But, maybe if she had the chance to start somewhere new where nobody knew about her or her past or her whirlwind romance with Joker? Maybe she could stay out of trouble. At least out of the real big, supermax prison kind of trouble. And even if she couldn't, there's a whole world out there just ripe for exploring. She wants to see and experience new things, and a lot's new to her considering the amount of time she's spent either behind bars, under Joker's thumb, or with her head shoved in books, studying. Harley hasn't had much time to just...be Harley, and figure out what that really means to her. She can only hope that when she gets that time to really find herself, Jesse'll be there too. She'd like that. It feels right when she thinks about it, as scary as that is.

She's trying not to get too ahead of herself. Trying to tread lightly, but she can't help how fast and hard she's falling for him, and maybe she's ready to start admitting to herself that that's what's happening. She reaches for Jesse's free hand, the one without the joint, and takes hold of it. ]

Maybe when...if we ever get through most of our sentences we can, like, coordinate so we hit the last one of the same day. Maybe they'll let us leave together. I don't know. I know that's...that's far in the future. I don't even know what's on your list, but. I don't want to leave here and end up in another universe and just...forget about you. You mean a lot to me, Jesse. It's...it happened fast, but I can't sit here and lie and pretend I'd be okay if I knew I might never see you again.

[ Jesse's been trying to rein himself in too. He'd been worried just about asking her on a date, terrified that she'd shoot him down, or worse, not want to see him again at all ever again. The last thing he'd wanted was to come on too strong or scare her off.

So when Harley talks about leaving together, about not wanting to forget him, he just turns to look at her, eyes wide. For a moment he can't even say anything. He feels like his heart's in his throat, in the best way.

Slowly, he shifts his hand in hers to lace their fingers together, squeezing tight. ]

I don't wanna forget you either, Harley.

I...I won't.

[ Somehow, however it takes, he'll make sure of that. Because the alternative, going back to his world and not even remembering that Harley exists, is unthinkable. He swallows hard, eyes still fixed on hers. ]

You really think...they might let us get out of here together?

I don't know...

[ Harley purses her lips in thought, eyes looking up like that might trigger some major epiphany. She squeezes his h ]

I mean...it's worth a shot, right? What's the worst that could happen? They say no, and then we're right back to what would happen if we never asked. Truth is, people from my world are different. There's a lot of people with superhuman abilities. So even if they sent us back to our respective homes...I might be able to find a work-around. Someday. I'd try anything, y'know?

[ Harley almost cringes. She's terrified of sounding desperate. But, Jesse gets her, and doesn't judge her for the things she's disclosed. At least not so far. There's a lot she still hasn't told him, but she has a feeling that that river flows both ways. ]

I won't forget you either, Jesse. Whatever happens. We'll...we'll figure it out, right?

[ That, at least, is something solid. Something encouraging. It's a promise she can keep. ]

Definitely.

[ He squeezes her hand again, bumping his shoulder gently against hers. Oh, they'll figure it out. If it's what Harley wants? It's definitely what Jesse wants. He smiles gently at her, leaning in close. ]

Even if they don't send us back together, we'll find each other. We will.

[ Somehow. It has to be possible, right? After all, the aliens had found them all and brought them here. He hesitates, biting his lip a little. He still doesn't want to come on too strong, but it can't be too much to say how he feels now, right? After her saying she wouldn't be okay if she never saw him again? ]

You're, like...the best thing that's ever happened to me, Harley.

Like ever.

Oh, you poor thing.

[ Harley jokes self-deprecatingly, as to say he must have had it pretty rough if she's the best thing that ever happened to him. She smiles afterward, though, a little starry-eyed because she's certain that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to her. Were it someone else, she might have laughed it off, but the way Jesse's looking at her and the way he hesitated a little before speaking has Harley believing Jesse. He wouldn't just say that for the hell of it. ]

I feel like that, too. I'm really happy that we met. Even if the circumstances are kinda fucked up.

[ Alien Horny Jail. What a trip. ]

Me too.

[ The prison, the shitty food, the aphrodisiacs...even everything on his list he's still unsure of and not knowing if he'll ever get home, it's all worth it because it had led to meeting her. Who cares about the circumstances, compared to that? He smiles back, the slowly smoldering joint forgotten in his hand as he leans in and presses his lips to hers. ]

You're such a sap.

[ Harley mumbles teasingly against Jesse's lips, the smile on her face telling him that it's not a bad thing before she sinks into the kiss, letting the feeling make her body melt against his. Jesse makes Harley feel almost glad that she got tossed into this whole alien jail mess. They obviously would have never met otherwise, unless one of them happened upon some kind of interdimensional portal which, she supposes wouldn't be entirely unheard of in her world. Still, Jesse is her 'normal' in this crazy situation. He grounds her. Gives her something to look forward to. She's not sure what her time here might have looked like without him, and she doesn't even want to think about that. She's just glad that he's here.

Harley pulls back slowly, but manages to steal another quick kiss before she pulls back all the way, just to pull some air into her lungs. If she didn't need oxygen she's pretty sure she could kiss him into eternity. ]

That's about to burn you.

[ Harley says with a chuckle, lifting her chin in the direction of Jesse's hand, where the lit cherry of the joint is burning dangerously close to his fingers. ]

Oh shit -

[ Jesse jumps, taking one last drag before quickly dropping the joint to the roof below them and putting it out with his shoe. Damn. He just feels bad that Harley hadn't gotten one last turn. ]

Sorry...I kinda wasted it...

[ He turns back to her sheepishly. He hadn't meant to let it just burn so long, but he'd been distracted. In all the best ways, of course. He leans forward to give her another kiss, and one last taste before the weed's nothing but a memory. ]

It was an awesome present, though.

The best.

[ Just like her. He gives her a little smile, meeting her eyes to communicate that. And if it makes him a sap, so what? He doesn't even care. Harley deserves every sappy thing he can think of to say about her. ]

No; don't apologize! I have a whole cigarette case full of 'em. Besides, I enjoyed the conversation.

[ Harley smiles over at Jesse, pushing her shoulder into his as he did before. ]

It's about the company, anyways. Not the drugs, y'know? You wanna head back to our snacks or grab 'em and go do somethin' else?

[ Harley looks over at Jesse, her eyes meeting his. She wants to kiss him again, but she staves off the desire so she can hear what he has to say. Her body and mind are thrumming with the weed and she's feeling good. ]

[ He smiles at her, grateful as always for how chill she is about everything, and presses his shoulder back against hers in return. ]

Yeah, definitely.

[ Definitely about the company, especially when that company is Harley. He hums, considering - and noticing how she catches his gaze and keeps it. Suddenly the last thing he wants is to be watching bad porn with a bunch of strangers, even with Harley there next to him laughing with him. ]

Let's grab 'em and go.

Yeah?

Okay! Where are we goin'?

[ Harley asks, quick to agree even though they haven't exactly planned anything out. There's little she would object to doing with Jesse because all she really wanted out of the day was to spend time with him, so the details of where and what aren't that significant for her. Not that she hasn't been having a lot of fun with him already.

She gets up off of the ventilation shaft they've been sitting on and crosses the roof to climb back down the maintenance ladder, letting go and dropping down the few feet left between the last rung and the ground. She waits for Jesse so they can go gather their snacks providing nobody's snatched any of them up. She wouldn't put it past some people here. ]

[ It's a good question. It's not like there are a lot of places to check out around here, and they've already done the beach. He considers it as he follows her across the roof and then back down. ]

We could get our stuff and then go back up on the roof? Or just, y'know, walk around. See what's up, y'know?

I'm sure we'll find something. Maybe there's a good porn on by now, too. You never know.

[ Harley snorts a laugh, waiting for Jesse to jump off the ladder. She finds his hand, playfully swinging their arms for a few steps as they make their way back around the building. It's mid-film by the time they get back inside and, luckily nobody has taken over their loveseat. It appears all of the snacks are intact, too. ]

What d'you think? Are you feeling the mermaids and pirates vibe?

[ Harley tilts her head at the screen while she talks, curious for a second because how do mermaids even fuck? Like...where do they stick it? Now she needs to know. ]

[ Jesse laughs too, surprised and genuine. Good porn. Yeah, right. After the cringeworthy double feature they'd sat through already, he doesn't have a lot of hope.

He grins when Harley takes his hand, stupidly happy at how she'd immediately reached for him, and twines their fingers together, holding on as they make their way back inside. He'd been fully prepared to ditch this place in search of new adventures - as much fun as riffing the hell out of the last movie had been, there's only so much awful porn even Jesse can take - but the nautical-themed movie showing now looks kind of interesting. It's different, anyway. He glances at Harley, and then grins, letting go of her hand only to slide a hand down to her ass and give her a squeeze. ]

Only if I get to claim this booty.

[ He couldn't resist, okay. But he doesn't push it, dropping his hand to give her a good-natured shrug, instead. ]

Hey, we can always leave if it sucks, right?

[ Harley was mostly joking. Every feature-length porn she's ever seen has been outrageously bad, today included, but they aren't exactly made for the enticing plot. She turns her head when Jesse drops her hand, letting out a noise that she quickly quiets with a hand clapped over her mouth when Jesse grabs her ass. She laughs, her hand muffling the sound, though her little outburst earns her a couple of glares from people taking this movie marathon way too seriously. To which she sticks her tongue out and rolls her eyes because she is A Mature Adult. ]

Ooh, I don't know. You sure you can handle all this booty, Cap'n? There's a whole lotta treasure in this trunk.

[ Harley winks at Jesse, playing along. It's a relief being around someone she can let loose and joke around with and not be made to feel like she's a complete weirdo. Which...okay, she can be pretty weird but it hasn't seemed to deter Jesse at all, and she thinks that's fucking awesome. ]

We're totally leaving because we both know it's gonna suck. I was just curious as to how the mermaid's gonna get fucked and I figure we should eat through some of these munchies so we're not carrying a million things while we find somethin' better to do.

[ Jesse had spent precious credits on the snacks and Harley would feel guilty letting them go to waste. So, she sinks back onto the loveseat and takes a long pull off of her soda before she follows it with a handful of chocolatey treats, which taste even better after that joint they smoked. ]

I have a killer case of the munchies.

Oh, I think I can handle it.

[ He waggles his eyes at her, deliberately ridiculous, before he loses it and breaks into a cheesy grin, curling his arm around her as he sinks onto the loveseat next to her. ]

Yeah, I was wonderin' the same thing. [ About the mermaid, he means. He reaches for his soda, taking a sip as he gazes up at the screen, still pulling Harley in close at his side. ] How do...how do fish do it?

[ Do fish have dicks? Or pussies? Jesse frowns, momentarily distracted by the question. He almost wishes Mr. White were there to explain, he'd definitely know...but then, on second thought, nah. He'd rather live in ignorance than get an answer to that particular question from Mr. White. ]

You better.

[ Harley can't help but laugh at the face Jesse makes at her and she scoots close once he sinks onto the loveseat with her. So, maybe she's less interested in the movie and more interested in feeling the warmth of Jesse's side against her as she leans into him. Harley can't help herself. She's a very touchy-feely kind of person, and she feels particularly that way around Jesse. Harley reaches for the popcorn, tossing a few pieces into her mouth as she listens to Jesse talk. Ooh! She knows this one! ]

Fish are so weird! They just get into a group and the females lay a bunch of eggs and the males go around and jizz all over 'em. But whales and dolphins and sharks and stuff have sex. Oh! But some sharks lay eggs after they have sex. The ocean is weird as hell. No rules down there. Shit just does what it feels like. But mermaids are, like, half-human so...I don't think any of that applies.

[ Leave it to Harley to know strange facts. No need for Mr. White here! Harley's a regular encyclopedia of random knowledge. A lot of it isn't necessarily useful for everyday life, but it's plenty entertaining. ]

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[ Of course Harley knows. It's easy to forget with how down-to-earth (or down-to-alien-planet) she is and how much she likes to party, but she's smart, too. A doctor. It's no wonder she knows all about fish sex. ]

Wait, are you saying fish have orgies?

[ Because that's sure what it sounds like to him. Jesse pauses, letting the implications really sink in, and then makes a comically horrified face when they hit. ]

And what, the ocean's just full of fish jizz?

[ Maybe it's better not to know this shit, after all. He turns back to the screen, watching the mermaid with new, somewhat terrified eyes. ]

Yeah, she's half human, but it's the wrong half, Harley! [ He points to the screen, for emphasis. ] You just wait! Any second now, she's gonna make that dude bukkake all over her fuckin' eggs!

[ It's not just school that taught her this stuff. Harley's always had a natural curiosity about her and, having grown up in the days before Google existed, she used to have to actually go to the library and read a bunch of stuff if there was something about the world that she wanted to know. Kids these days have it easy. With things like Alexa they don't even have to type anything to get an answer. It's a little sad, to her. The end of an era. But with progress comes good things, too.

She looks over at Jesse, the weed causing her to contemplate things far more deeply than usual, so it takes her a few moments before she opens her mouth to respond. ]

I guess, technically, yeah. I don't think all species do it that way, though. I don't know. That's about as far as my fish knowledge goes, but maybe I'll read up on it later because now I'm kinda' curious.

[ Harley laughs when Jesse starts to get more and more freaked out, a brow raising at the horrified look on his face. ]

No! It's not full of it. It's like...I don't know, they mate in specific areas. Usually on the ocean floor.

[ Harley reaches for her soda after she pours the rest of a box of chocolatey treats into her mouth, tossing aside the empty box onto a spare seat. She gulps down the soda and it's mid-sip when Jesse starts to freak the fuck out. His outburst catches Harley off guard, but it's something about the 'bukkake all over her fuckin' eggs' line mixed with the genuine horror on his face that makes her lose it entirely. It's the Ultimate Spit Take a moment later, soda spraying from her mouth like a living fountain statue. She manages to douse whoever's sitting in front of her and yep, there it is. Their cue to leave. Harley manages to choke out words between laughing so hard that her stomach hurts. ]

Oh my God, Jesse, we gotta go.

[ It's slightly reassuring to hear that the water right near the beach isn't (necessarily?) full of fish cum, but only slightly. Jesse still looks horrified and slightly panicked, and Harley's spittake doesn't help, and neither does the way the person she'd sprayed soda all over turns to glare daggers at him. Jesse's eyes open wide in dismay and alarm. ]

Oh shit - sorry man -

[ Apologies can only go so far, though. The guy doesn't look any less angry, and Jesse barely has time to grab his own drink and a couple boxes of candy before he and Harley are dashing up the aisle and back outside. ]

Shit - oh fuck -

[ Harley may be laughing, but Jesse's still caught up in wild-eyed panic, looking back behind them every few seconds. ]

Fuck, Harley, that dude's gonna kill us!

[ It is kinda funny, though. Or at least, the way Harley's still giggling her ass off is funny. Jesse starts to relax, shoulders slumping in releif as a smile starts to spread across his face, and then he's laughing too, bending over with his hands on his knees, grinning so hard it hurts. ]

Oh man...I can't believe we're never gonna find out how mermaids fuck...

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