11886/Jealousy Leads To Study

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Jealousy Leads To Study
Date of Scene: 05 July 2022
Location: April and Harley's Apartment.
Synopsis: Bella kidnaps Harley but it turns out to be a therapy session for Bella.
Cast of Characters: Bella Donna, Harley Quinn




Bella Donna has posed:
There is among the villains of the world, a certain camraderie, even if one would not easily notice. Some admire the actions of others, the plans, the knowledge, just as heroes often look up to one another. The problem with the villainous types, is they often lack in decorum and tend to be more direct than some would like.

This is how Harley takes a nap one moment in the safety of Harley's home, but once she wakes, she finds herself expertly tied up to the bed, with a hooded, cloaked figure standing over her, holding a blade in her gloved fingers.

There are so many who might be after Harley, so it's tough to say if she could have any ideas why she's tied up. But if she ever been around New Orleans, she might recognize a look of the local Assassin's Guild, then again, probably not.

"Ah...there you are, beautiful," the voice unfamiliar, but definitely feminine. Seeing how the cloak and hood cover much, at least she can tell the gender of her potential assailant.

Harley Quinn has posed:
It's tiring being Harley Quinn. What with having to tend to all her pets (2 hyenas and a turkey), chase Frank away when he starts getting pervy with April and then all her social media presence! Clownettes get tired too and so it was that Harley decided to take a little nap chez April....

Waking up feels different than usual though. First because there's no hyena slobbering all over her face and second because she can't move her hands? "April! If this is for your only fans channel you should had---!" pause, "Hol' up.." her eyes are still all blurry, looking at the cloaked figure. "Oh, we roleplayin', is that it?" she smirks at the cloaked figure, perhaps still thinking this is all fun and games.

"Look, I don't know what you've been told, lady, but I am a clownette of good families. You can't just barge in heah and start tyin' me up and uh .., is that a knife?"

Bella Donna has posed:
"A dagger to be precise..." Belle corrects Harley, flipping the blade between her fingers in a flaunt of her skill at handling the bladed weapon. "I'm unaware of your only fans endeavors, but I am aware of your more criminal ones," she muses with amusement soaked tone of voice. "I've been something of a fan really, your work, while unpredictable and chaotic, is quite remarkable and effective...your spree with your loverboy, Joker, was quite legendary..." she sighs, almost as if she was thinking of some enviable romance.

"But I digress, you are no longer together, you are in fact quite apart...and yet, you seem happy." The fact is stated with the blade now aimed directly at Harley's visage, "I was hoping to dig into that..." an unfortunate choice of words while holding that blade like that. "Would you do me the courtesy of regaling me with your personal experience so that I may gain some insight?" She looks over the chains securing Harley to the bed and grins, "I'm sorry about tying you up real good, wasn't sure if you'd be keen to talk. Think of it as an incentive, we speak, you go kill whoever it is you want to kill next."

Harley Quinn has posed:
"And sharp too. I am suwah you could cut right through these ropes!" Harley then makes a face and looks to the side where supposedly no one is at, "Stop encouragin' her to stab me! You are such a little bitch, George.." she rolls her eyes and looks back at Bella, "Geez, want to take some o' my friends? I sweah .., sometimes.." but then she pauses, "Anyway!" yet whatever she was going to say next dies on her lips when Bella speaks of the Joker.

"There was nothin' legendary about that."

The tone has changed, darker, expression closing up, "You want to know if I am happy, or why I seem happy? They awhe very different things.." voice calmer.

"And I don't do killin' no moouh. I made a promise." A beat, "Unless it's monsters. Then the gloves are off. Like I torched that werewolf a few nights back.." her eyes gaining a veritably devilish look again, along with a dangerous grin. She tests the chains and they rattle. Perhaps more than they should had rattled.

Bella Donna has posed:
"So it is," Belle concurs the blade is sharp, looking at Harley with a grin that seems a little ingenuine. "Are you sure...? The two of you seemed to have a world of fun from what I saw, wish I could find a partner that wanted to be with me, rather than without me."

"Well, if I had what you seemingly had, I don't quite think I'd make it past the separation..." from the bitter tone of voice, one might surmise she had in fact suffered such a loss. Harley being a legit therapist in her past, may actually pick on that.

"A promise? That's rich, you are a killer, Harley Quinn, who could possibly change you from that?"

Harley Quinn has posed:
There's a lot to take from what Bella says. Harley is indeed a therapist! Even if she finds herself tied up in chains. All in a day's work, and she did handle the Joker when she was actually just Harleen Quinnzel. So there's a lot of study behind those baby blue eyes, visible in glimpses behind the flickers of madness. "Oh, no. I was jokin', you don't really want to take George." she sticks her tongue to the side at ..., probably George, then looks back at Bella.

"Why don't you tell me about that separation in yoh past." She says in a softer manner to Bella, "Maybe understandin' what you awhe lookin' foh I can better explain how I ..., am who I am.." the psychologist turning the tables on Bella! Knife be damned..

That last question can't go without answer and so she does just that. "My friends, of course. April. Didi. Even Pammy." she pauses, her eyes looking rather focused and without the wildness right now. "You know .., sometimes you just need .., someone to treat you like a normal human being. That's what they did to me so I returned it by tryin' to be bettah."

Bella Donna has posed:
"Is George a friend...?" Belle muses, she has heard a lot of how insane Harley is, but it was different to witness it first hand. "Oh, that doesn't really matter..." Belle is clearly annoyed that Harley even picked on the fact there was such a separation. "I'm just saying, as a hypothetical, how do you overcome something like that? How do you bring back joy to merely killing...?"

"Someone who treats you like a human being, huh...?" Belle sounds remarkably depressed at that, nodding, "I suppose that could be refreshing...you'd expect that of a loved one, wouldn't you?"

Harley Quinn has posed:
"He's a friend but eh..., not a great one." Harley tries to shrug but then just sighs as the chains stop her. "Ya know, these chains are killin' my vibe." she looks around and then whispers. "I know wheah April keeps her stash of the good stuff, we could go have a couple of drinks. Ya look like ya could use one..." she suggests. "Besides, I need ta go to the bathroom.." she announces. Because of course she needs to..

"I thought you wanted ta talk about the real things, not hypotheticals. For otherwise why would you be heah?" She muses, "But to answer ..., ya don't just overcome it, theah's no forgettin'. But theah's livin' with it. That's what matters in the end, bein' able ta live with what happened. Not so suwah about the joy of just killin' though..., don't think theah's any joy that comes from it.." she shakes her head.

"It was not joy what I felt back then. It was a poison in my veins. A poison I took willingly and laughed it out when all I wanted was ta cry. But laughing always sound bettah. Have you noticed how laughin' and cryin' awhe so similar?" she asks in a sort of rhetorical manner.

"And no .., I wouldn't expect it from a loved one. Love makes us be and do crazy things. Is that what happened with you?"

Bella Donna has posed:
"I see...friends who are not the best are often best left behind..." Belle remarks with some vicious anger hiding in the subtext of her words. "I apologize for the vibe killing, but it's fitting, I am a killer," Belle admits about herself, before adding, "as I know you are too...just not taking my chances. I'd hate having to hurt you, I really do like you...in another life maybe we could have been friends."

It's the bathroom announcement that has Belle reaching to pinch the bridge of her nose, a bit amazed at that level of commitment by Harley, "you know what they say in first grade to that excuse, don't you?"

"Oh you look utterly delirious with joy in some of the video captures of you and the Joker...funny you should claim there's no joy in it." She muses over the sharing of that tidbit, "not joy...? I thought you and Joker were lovers...if that doesn't bring joy, what does?"