14938/To Catch a Time Nymph

To Catch a Time Nymph
Date of Scene:	17 May 2023
Location:	The Castle, Los Angeles
Synopsis:	Jinx and Harley storm The Castle, an adult night club in Los Angeles tracking down a time nymph for a favour.
Cast of Characters:	Jinx, Harley Quinn

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Jinx has posed:
This place has a dress code. Wear less. Wear tight. Wear shiny. Also collars. Collars mean something here. It's the Castle, Los Angeles' premium kink club and also the place most frequented by Jazz, a nymph who owes Jinx a favour. Sort of.

Jinx is dressed in a tight catsuit that, while black, is so shiny in the club lights it's a subtle blue and gray. Her pinky hair is plaited up in a tight ponytail and her boots have wicked 6 inch heels that she seems quite comfortable moving about in.

Still, scoping out the main party room is a noisy affair. It's more night club than kink club if you look past the clothing. Something more akin to a Matrix fans gathering - the real interesting action occurs on the other floors and in private rooms.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Harley had a LOT of questions.

"Who's this nymph?" "What kinda favor does she owe ya?" "Does she like clownettes?"

All pertinent questions while they made way into the club. Harley had put aside the colorful garments tonight to go with a more appropriate dress-up. Or inappropriate as the case may be. Tight leather 'schoolgirl' outfit, sleeveless with a skirt that flares down to her thighs, various kink ribbon garments connecting to high black stockings. High heeled boots finished the ensemble with her hair pulled up in those eternal pigtails.

"You suwah she's heah tonight?" she asks in-between suckling on a lollipop.

Jinx has posed:
Jinx looks around just to be sure there aren't any cameras filming them. That'd be very bad in a place like this but it's habit now before she admits to doing villainous things in her past. Not that anyone is going to overhear them over the loud thumping music.

Ooooh and Aaaaah keep repeating as part of the music just to put and keep everyone in the mood. Jinx has to speak up to match with Harley, "Name's Jazz. Some greek minor deity or whatever. The five were destroying this museum in Greece and she was there trying to steal some painting of herself and I was like, sure, whatever, and let her leave."

"So, ya know, I guess she owes me her life or whatever." She grins. She twists her lips, "I don't know about clownettes. Doesn't really matter. We find her, corner her, and I get what I need from her and we leave. Easy."

A man wearing tight leather shorts and a body harness is carrying a drinks tray locked to cuffs about his wrists. He approaches the two of them and Jinx plucks a flute of champagne as if this were a perfectly normal thing. "Thank you Mistress," the man says dipping his head.

"Annnd no.. I'm not entirely sure she's here tonight. But her instagram always has pictures from this place so - you know - it's a good sure bet." She shrugs her shoulders, "Probably down in the dungeons though."

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Ooooh, she was lyin'..." Harley sagely nodding as if she was the a reference where it comes to greek studies! "Jazz hadn't been invented back then!" There. Foolproof evidence! "Also, sounds like a narcissist." another sagely nod. But this time maybe she's right! Because the whole psychologist thing.

Taking a champagne flute she grins at the man who shuffles away then locks her arm with Jinx's. "To the dungeons!" and she starts walking ...., forward.

Because it's a direction, and as good as any. Harley leads them towards the bar and taps on the counter. "Hey, my girl is horny ta get into the dungeons. Who do we need to bribe to go down theah?" a wink at the bartender and her best smile on!

Jinx has posed:
Arms looped, flute to lips. She grins and walks with Harley decisively... to the bar. "Yeah well I didn't exactly expect some ancient greek minor deity to give me her real name in the middle of a heist that the Five ruined. But, eh, point is - I *could* have .. you know .. or my team mates. But we didn't. We let her walk with the painting."

The barman is wearing a latex vest and tight pants. He has quite the physique and a smile that stretches for miles. He winks at Harley when she approaches and then looks to Jinx as she declares her expectations.

His expression drops and he dips in to a bow, "Mistress Jinx. I'm so sorry Mistress." As he rises back up he winks to Harley once more, "I think your gal, horny perhaps, knows the way to the dungeons."

Jinx laughs and ahems, "Yeah Harley. We just go down the stairs" - she points off to the other side of the room, "There's no cover charge or anything." A cage is lowered down from the ceiling next to them and a woman wearing a G-string and tassels on her nipples steps in. The cage door shuts and the cage is lifted back up in to the air as she starts to dance to the music.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"So she owes the rest of your old drink buddies too? Now that's scary..." Harley is still smiling wide though, sashaying those hips with the kind of confidence that's undeniable! When the barman blows Jinx's cover there's a smirk, followed by a laugh.

"Ya know, could had just told me you weah a regular.." a tsk-tsk from the clownette and then she spins (still with arms held together) towards the stairs, "Onwards then!" a pause, "Just ..." and she looks over her shoulder...

"Get me that three-pronged whip.." this to the bartender. Harley picks it up and then smirks at Jinx, "For when you forget to tell me things again..." menacing tone to her voice!

Okay, maybe not that menacing.

Jinx has posed:
Jinx raises an eyebrow at the choice of whip. She smirks, "I have a lot of secrets. Deal with it Harls..." She starts weaving through the crowd since this time she's showing the way instead of following Harleys random direction choosing. The stairs open up as people return from below and others head down too.

The first floor has the thump of the music vibrating through its wooden floors. Jinx can feel it thrumming up through her body and she takes a moment to rock to the rhythm just a little.

A couple nearby has a St Andrews cross, the woman has a whip similar to Harley's and she is cracking it to her bound partner in beat with the music too. Jinx finger guns to her, "Harls, I just found you a mentor."

She weaves her way past the people and a woman dangling from rope. A man laying on plush carpet underneath her. She's hanging down, the rope wrapped about her body and connected to a suspension point above. He gently rocks her body back and forth by the shoulder and admires the vision from below her.

"Keep your eyes out for someone who looks classically Greek?," Jinx suggests to Harley. But really she's trying to sense that weird shift in magical energies herself - who knows what this 'Jazz' might look like now.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Oh, I am dealin' with it alright..." Harley then wiggle-wiggleing the whip she got, followed by a wink. The stairs aren't too hard to find and then it's go time! Or in this case time to go down. Very appropriate for the kind of club they are in one supposes.

"You really think I am new to this uh?" Maybe it's Harley that has secrets! Or maybe she has her own secrets too. She looks here and there as they wander about the dungeons.

"Well, even if they aren't dressed as classical Greek they will at least have -something- on their clothing to show it off. From what little you told me about this Jazz." psychological magic!

Jinx has posed:
A separate set of speakers, all bass, seem to be enhancing the thum thum thum thum as they wander deeper in to the dungeon areas of the castle. The stone floors click under heels and the rattle of chains can be heard from darkened corners. The lighting is lower here.

Confronted with a cuddle pile on a plethora of oversized satin pillows, Jinx eyes the squirming people in their various states of undress and then gives a shake of her head to Harley, "Not here. May be the other way."

She turns and starts walking again. In another dark corner they encounter adults engaged in pet play - arms and legs bound up to walk as quadrapeds, one lavishily laying over the back of a couch with triangular fake ears - a catgirl. Two doggos dancing with each other as a Mistress and a Master each sit on a throne holding leashes.

Jinx can't help but smirk and then looks to Harley, "I figured you had plenty of experience but I doubted you'd made your way to Los Angeles. You're a Gotham Gal after all. Gothamites love their dark damp city for some reason. There's a whole world to explore Harls."

Harley Quinn has posed:
"I am travelled gal..." This said to Jinx, baby blue eyes turning her way and waggling in that suggestive manner of hers that doesn't try to be any subtle sometimes, ".. up and down roads you wouldn't even imagine or ..., maybe you do." the widening grin on her expression telling. "..o mistress." followed by a wink from the clownette.

They move through the various people dressed in various animal states though Harley doesn't give her much attention. Maybe it's not her vibe!

She -does- have enough of people dressed as animals back in Gotham already. She doesn't need a club for it!

Jinx has posed:
Four chariots are lined up and attending them are four men in leather harnesses and thigh high boots adorned with fake hooves. Behind them upon wide couches lavishing themselves with servants offering grapes are four people, each dressed like a Greek well to do.

"Bingo," Jinx says as she spots Jazz. Jazz also spots Jinx and does a double take. "/Mastaria/" she says and stands up much to the surprise of the other three she's enjoying this evening of debouchary with.

"Finally, I've caught up with you." Jinx smirks and and strides forward with purpose. Jazz, however, turns and jumps in to the nearest chariot and whips the reins, "Hya pony!" The 'stallion' holding the chariot takes off at a run down the wide populated halls of the castle.

"Damn. Harley, she's getting away!" Jinx exclaims and eyes the nearest transport.

Harley Quinn has posed:
When those chariots and couches are spotted, along with the ones dressed as Greeks, there's a chuckle out of Harley. "Ah, never fails..." it's like she's a mind reader! Or in this case a psychologist. Same thing, same evil powers.

Fingertips run over the ends of her whip as she starts getting closer with Jinx, eyes focused on Jazz. All until she ..., starts riding away?

"Woah, that guy didn't even hesitate before starting on a run!" And Harley doesn't hesitate either, jumping up to the nearest chariot with quite the acrobatic flair to her. She extends one hand to Jinx. "Come with me if you want to live."

And then she cracks that whip. "Go after that chariot, horseo!"

Jinx has posed:
Jinx takes Harley's hand and climbs up on to the chariot. "Nice talk to a pony? Ooh Harls..." She grabs the reins and flicks them, "HYAH!"

The chariot takes off and Jinx starts trying to dodge the people. She hears Jazz ahead shout out angrily, "Pidiksu Jinx! Oipho!"

Jinx smirks a touch and glances at Harley. "Whip the pony, we need a speed up. It's like NOS from Fast and the Furious movies except, you know, .. a whip."

The chariots dance up on to one wheel as they go around a corner at speed and a servant carrying drinks dives out of the way dropping all the glasses on the ground.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"I will let you know ..." And Harley nudges Jinx with her elbow, "That horseys are some of the most intelligent animals on earth!" she reaching over to pat the 'stallion' on it's head. "Aren't you, baby?"

But then they need a speed up so Harley gets on it, cracking that whip in the air first, and then just enough that little sting might be felt on the 'stallion's' derriere.

"Fastah! We got a nymph to catch, and I still wanna tie Jinx up!" See? Motivating those horses to run faster. She holds on to the chariot as it takes that corner at high speed, "Out of the way, cop lady!" she tells someone dressed as a cop in black leather.

Jinx has posed:
Jinx points, "She's going for the exit.." she yanks the reins and turns them to the stairs to cut through the dance floor. The thump thump thump of the moaning EDM 'music' and all the party goers diving out of the way as they race through.

The 'stallion' is eager to show off for Harley and sprints faster. As they get closer Jazz's pony kicks open the doors and races outside. The two come close and Jinx jumps off the chariot to tackle Jazz. She takes her down off the chariot and both crash in to the water feature outside the building.

Harley Quinn has posed:
With Jinx doing the tackle dive what's left for Harley is to get the horseys to a stop. But Harley is Harley so doesn't do that! Instead she tells the horse. "Run away, horsey. You are free now!" a last crack of the whip to send him on it's merry way before she jumps out of the chariot as well.

Approaching she looks between Jazz and Jinx, "We come in peace." she tells the nymph. Maybe. Who knows if there will truly be peace with Jinx frolicking in the water with the nymph? But hey, at least she offers the words.

"And I believe you still owe a favor to my friend heah."

Jinx has posed:
Jazz was not expecting to be tackled off of her chariot - let alone falling in to the water. As she resurfaces she flicks back her hair. Her greek dress clinging to her body, "/Sto Thialo Skatofatsa/"

Jinx scoffs, "I don't know what you're saying but I'm pretty sure it's all swear words... but we caught you fair and square. So, .. hand it over. Then we're even."

Jazz pauses, "You know that whole 'catch the nymph' thing is just made up. But. If we're square then fine.. I'll.. sigh.. give you /charis/"

Jinx grins at Harley and holds out her hand to Jazz. "You've got yourself a deal."

Jazz unclips a small baggy from her rope belt and places it in Jinx's hand with a look of annoyance. "Don't do anything too stupid with this sorceress. Time doesn't like being messed with." She climbs out of the pool, soaked.

Jinx does a little victory dance in the water and then climbs out to join Harley and gives her a big hug. "Thanks Harley. Now I can ... figure shit out yeah." She laughs at the ridiculousness of this as she watches the two chariots race down the Los Angeles street. Cars are beeping angrily.