sprace: harley

[agamid]

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week 0, tuesday, mess hall

[agamid]

[ he's looking at the fresh food. the vibes are weary.

harley can be treated to a sudden thought as well, Would that I had studied poisons... ]

[messy]

[HELP. she squints, suspicious. what is the context for this.

just to cover her bases:]

If you were thinking about poisoning the food, I have to warn ya. I'll kick your ass so hard your balls are gonna be dangling out of your mouth when I'm through with you.

[agamid]

[ hELLO ]

Pardon? [ YOU ARE A LADY ] No... That is not the case. I was simply wondering if they are poisonous.

[messy]

Oh. Ohhhh...

[LADIES CAN TALK ABOUT TESTICLES TOO SIR]

I mean, if they are, I'm like super fucked. So I sure hope not.

week one, tuesday.

[messy]

[ACTUALLY i think you asked for spicy (platonic) shoves us to the love hotel before i clee you]

Did ya use your free night yet?

[agamid]

[ i really made you write me a starter this week i'm sorry ]

... Not yet. [ curious ] Have you?

[messy]

[LKDSLKFJSD YOU'RE FINE]

Not yet. [taps her chin...] Wanna find out what kind of crazy shit they've got in there?

week one, thursday.

[messy]

[WHERE IS DION... she's not specifically looking for him but she will also stop to, like, make conversation when she sees him.]

Sooooo, how's the arm?

[agamid]

[ he's in the rec room disassociating ]

Missing, but healed. [ ... ] I fear the dragon costume faired much worse.

[messy]

Yeahhh... I could tell. It was a goner. Sorry for your loss, bud.

week 2, monday, hippitea shop

[agamid]

[ huh ]

... Care for tea?

[messy]

Oooh, what kind have they got?

[this location is so cute, wtf. she watches one of the server robots wheel around the shop, and while she does this, something suddenly seems to appear on the exposed skin of her upper arm...? she does not notice this.]

[agamid]

Mostly tea and pastries, it seems.

[ looks at it ]

week three, monday.

[messy]

[imagine being strong enough to write real starters on memshare week.

wherever they were before, they are now abruptly getting sucked into a rift where both of them will witness this memory.]

[agamid]

[ wow this is familiar

dion blinks about this ]

... She must love you dearly.

[messy]

[can't believe the harley quinn writers wrote an au yuri version of dion's zombie adventures... damn...

harley looks a little sheepish, on account of ruining her beautiful girlfriend's evil plot, but also deeply enamored.]

Yeah... She does, doesn't she? [SIGHS WISTFULLY.] Y'know, I was real sour on love for a while. But Ivy and me? We're soulmates.

week three, saturday.

[messy]

[HAPPY FIRST MURDER, SPOON.

harley is swinging by the brig (and may stay in the general area through the night as usual), but she's going to take a moment to gauge his reaction before she says anything. for, uh, obvious reasons.]

[agamid]

[ he will just look at her.

and then look away. ]

[messy]

[... she sighs and just leans her back against the cell door.]

Yeah, thought you'd still be angry. [...] I know it won't mean shit to you right now. But I just want you to know that I'm sorry for all the crap I said, okay?

week five, saturday.

[messy]

[we're in the kn*tting nest. harley is frowning profusely at the porcelain doll collection.]

So creepy...

[agamid]

[ dion has a weird fond smile ]

I'm rather partial to this space.

[messy]

[








looking him up and down]

You know... That makes sense...

week 6, thursday

[agamid]

[ hi harley, he is just wandering around ]

Harley, how do you fare?

[messy]

Well, seeing as how I didn't have to get taken behind the shed like old yeller... Good?

[looking him over.]

You come back from double death okay and everything?

[agamid]

[ thinks about it ]

We were not corporeal upon first returning. Instead, we resembled the ghosts that appear here.

But now, it seems we've returned to normal.