4426/Malls are the Future

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Malls are the Future
Date of Scene: 17 December 2020
Location: Landmark Mall (TMNT Base)
Synopsis: Harley and April hangout in the mall! It's a shame it closed like a decade ago. 2020 sucks!
Cast of Characters: April O'Neil, Harley Quinn




April O'Neil has posed:
The Mall had been setup as a base of operations for the Turtles(and friends) to gain a foothold back in the city, in a place that wasn't a sewer dwelling, but one that was also safer and still close to their home turf.

It probably wasn't going to be a permanent home for the young turtle clan, but it was certainly good for the time being, and they'd done a lot to get the basics of the place operating again.

With people claiming storefronts as 'rooms' and personal hangouts, April had moved her podcast to the old Army Recruitment office. She'd had several guests here live already, though none of them had come in to the mall itself as the Studio had an exterior-facing entrance of its own.

Now, stepping out of the studio. April and Harley are here together, enjoying a stroll through the mall. Some Metalica is playing over the speakers (Raph or Leo probably) and there's Christmas lights strung up all along the sides (Mikey probably.)

April is holding a cup of hot chocolate that they'd got just before arriving at the mall. She has her big fancy sunglasses up on her forehead and her yellow leather jacket on over a black hoodie. "You ready for round two of the podcast Harley?" April asks her friend and roommate with a grin.

"People have been asking to get another episode with you, to find out what all you've been up to since our first one."

Harley Quinn has posed:
Harley still had to claim her little space over at the Mall. She *had* been oggling an old salon, because turtles need their hair-do! And *some* people need their fur trimmed! Besides, best place for a gossip... But with that still in the works she was now mostly enjoying a little stroll out with April... On her roller blades of course. "I gotta train. Anotha big game is comin' with the Brooklyn Queens." her roller derby team. "We got last game against those tenderloin bitches!" Tenderloin district vs Brooklyn. A long-lived rivalry!

She is in the process of shaking her fist up in the air in victory when April goes about having a round two of the podcast.. "Am I ready?!" She lets out a cackle. "O' course I am!" then she making a serious expression and trying (without much success) to get a deep voice. "I was boawn ready."

"My life is an open book! We gonna have some fun in that podcast, yea we awhe.." a mischievous little look on her face. Because considering her 'stories' of her accomplishments as of late it will probably make one question how imaginary her adventures may well be.

"Oh, Terry came by the otha day. I think he had talked ta you already befoouh?"

April O'Neil has posed:
April has her reller blades, but they're hanging by their lasses around her shoulder on her left arm. She grins at Harley's response. "I thought you might be eager for it. We'll have to schedule that then. Your adoring fans are chompin' at the bit, Harls." She takes another sip of her hot tasty drink and watches the Clownette spin about on her own skates whilst walking further down the main Mall corridor past some of the abandoned shops, like a Specenters and a Lampstore that is still filled with a bunch of old ugly lamps and lamp accessories.

"Terry and Gar came by. I... was surprised, god. I can't believe he's back, but I knew he would be. Once we found out that his power hadn't passed on to anyone else, like it supposedly does, then it had to mean he was still... out there, ya know?"

She draws in a breath as she walks past some fake mall planets in an old planter. "I told him he had to track you down to tell you. I had never even watched his goodbye message, ya know? I was gonna give it three years before I would even consider him truly gone."

She bites her bottom lip, shakes her head and eyes the Roller Derby skater. "I need to come watch one of your games..."

Harley Quinn has posed:
Placing her hands by her heart Harley replies. "I live and die by my fans ..." her tone a bit on the dramatic, and jokingly too. But in reality, she does like the attention. That's never been a secret to anyone! She spins about that old planter that once served to house an indoor bush of some sort. Most likely to make the mall look a bit more 'alive'. It makes her look into one of those stores. "Look a' that!" and she laughs. "Almost seemed like an alien head from heah..." because yes, there's ugly lamps and then there's that!

"And yea, I nevah doubted! I wondah if they will revoke my access to the towah now.." She looks thoughtful for a moment. "Well, doesn't mattah!"

"And yea, he told me! He came by a few days back. Told me all about his adventure in space! It was wild. And I missed it!" clearly Harley in space is something she wanted to happen. She does nod a touch more soberly about April not having seen the goodbye message. "Maybe foh the best. But he's back, and that's what's important... Also I got him one o' my french maid outfits. Foh reasons." wait, she has more than one?!

"Well, why don't ya come and *play*?! It's yoh neighbahood too! Ya can automatically play, by the rules." which she is just making up. Shhhhh.

April O'Neil has posed:
April pauses at some candy machines that still have candy inside of them which makes her nose wrinkle some. "How much do I have to pay you to eat one of these gumballs?" She dares her skating-friend, then flashes a grin at her. "No givien away all the maid costumes. I might need one of those to break in to some place some day, ya know? I'm a spy in training, at least in my head..."

She takes another sip of her coffee/hot chocolate and bites down on her bottom lip as she hears the space talk which makes her then laugh. "No way are you going in to space, Quinn. Because you'll undoubtedly end up a space pirate and then I'll never see ya again. You'll just be out there takin' control of space, and all the gosh darn strange aliens that... apparently exist. Out there."

She exhales and toes one of the machines flappy metal covering, making it jingle about as it swings.

"I tried being an athlete in school. I was pretty good at volleyball, but ... skating? I don't think I got the balance for it. Those girls who play that stuff are scary!" She smirks over at Harley. "Present company excluded." As if!

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Theah's gummballs?!" Harley makes a beeline to that candy machine, sticking her face on the glass to peer into it. Mmmm, gumballs.. Of last century... "Maybe I will be skippin' these though.." a peek. "Though how much ya offerin'?" never say no to a good business! But she is smirking. "If ya wanted ta get into one o' those outfits ya just had ta tell me. I am suwah Casey would love it!" *wink wink*

"And whadya mean about bein' in trainin'? Ya already graduated aftah ouuh mission outta time!" convincing her younger self to ..., stray from her path.

The talk about becoming a space pirate has her cackling though. "With an eyepatch and a bootleg! A lil tentacular bein' ta be my parrot..., a lightsabah as my dueling blade." she nods sagely. "Yep, lets go ta space. And o' course aliens exist, April. Even Cthulhu bein's. Have I told ya about when I went ta assault a campsite with people possessed by this dimensional entity and ..." she places her hands in front of her face. "Ooops, not supposed ta talk about that.." suicide squad biz!

But quickly enough with the subject being roller skating she mmms, "It's all in the attitude! Just gotta roar loudah than them." of course that it helps having bordering superhuman strength like Harley! "Come on lets heah yoh roar.." she grinning as she asks that.

April O'Neil has posed:
April steps back when Harley moves in to get a good look at the gumball machines. "Oh, be careful..." She murmurs to her friend. "I saw a homeless man pee on some of those machines once when I was a kid in this mall. Wasn't those, it was the ones down by the JC Penney..." She frowns then. "I'll spare ya from puttin' any'a those in your mouth and just buy ya dinner, how about that?" April says with a grin as she reaches out to tug Harley along by the elbow.

"Mikey's probably got some pizza cooking in his refurbished Pizzeria." She tugs the other along, trying not to pull her down while wearing those skates though.

The comment about Casey makes her smirk. "Yeah, right. He's done as he does, and vanished again. Back to his psychosis of sleeping all day, working all evening, then beating people up all night. I'll reserve the maid outfits for people who stick around."

She holds her smirk for a moment before she hears the request to roar. "Roar." She says, pathetically. "Rooooar?" She tries to improve it. "Find that Rat King bastard, I'll roar at him like you've never heard!" Another sip of her drink is taken as they start to walk past a kid's play area now with colorful slides and jungle-gym equipment. "And no tentacle monsters. We've talked about this!"

Harley Quinn has posed:
Pee on the machine? Harley's hands are instantly out of the thing. Gosh! Not that she probably hasn't been around worse when she was clown princess of Gotham. But it's a new chapter in her life! "Dinnah it is!" clearly satisfied with the offer. All according to plan! She gets tugged and pulled away from the candy machine. "Note to self, get an actual candy machine workin' around heah!"

"And wait, he got the pizzeria! O' course he would, he's as much o' an attention hoouh as I am!" again the cackle. "I bet it's the most popular hub in this mall."

The news about Casey has Harley actually frowning. "That little bitch." she says, blue eyes now more attentively taking in April. "He was all about promisin' shit and then goes out and starts wackin' again. When he had no need ta go wack, since ya could wack him just fine. If ya know what I mean..." but then she just shrugs. "Fuck him. Not literally o' course but..., yea!"

"On betta news, I already got yoh present foh christmas soooooo, betta be ready ta be blown outta yoh mind.." She grinning a little before just shaking her head at those attempts at a roar. "1 10.." she says of the first one.. "3 10.." she then points the second one. Harsh judge. "And oh, speakin' of that Rat King ... Ya know, theah's this guy out in Gotham. The rat catchah?" she rolls her eyes. "Look, they all look those names I suppose. But he's similah to that Rat King, maybe we could go have a woahd with him."

April O'Neil has posed:
The music over the Mall PA system has turned to some Beach Boys now, making the palce feel classically welcoming as the two make their way down that main corridor passing by the Victoria's Secret (which is mostly empty because that company doesn't leave any evidence behind.)

"You're right, we should clean them all out and put in fresh stuff. It'd make the place feel a little less ... macabre." She mutters that last word before ehxaling about Casey. "He's just a big kid, you know? He wants a girlfriend only in-so-far as to have someone to please his baser instincts, then go off to work on the other ones. I'll whack him around, but not like he'd like." She states with another light smirk.

As they move past the playground area they come up on those massage chair things that are unplugged and likely out of order these days. "Yeah, I went to Gotham a bit ago when I was contacted by a man named Edward Nygma. He told me about the Rat Catcher because he'd seen my piece about the Rat King. Said he felt they were the same person. But I never heard back from him." She looks to Harley. "If you got any leads on it... we could definitely grab some people to go whack on him too. Again, not like that..." She has to say it!

As they walk further onward, the smell of pizza IS thick in the air, they're getting closer to the food court and Mikey's pizzeria is just on the corner of it by the wheelchair ramps in the corridor.

"Mikey needs to run his own restaurant someday. That's why I told him I'm payin' for the pizzas he makes for us. He needs to get that experience in." She grins at Harley. "I don't know what to get you for Christmas, you're a hard one to shop for, Miss Quinn. I'm still narrowing down some ideas though, so don't think I'm not!"

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Who's the DJ?" Harley asks curiously, looking up at the sky as if she could spot whoever it is around. It's a reflex really! But one people do more often than they notice. "I am guessin' it's Donnie. It was good ta finally put a face ta the comms ya know?" from the Wow gaming!

"And yep, amen. This place reaaaaallly needs some lift up in that department. A little moouh life ta it. Not that it ain't got it already but ..." and she opens her arms to the sides to demonstrate that 'je ne sais quoi', ".... just needs that little touch. Time to get those boys workin' instead of only gettin pizza."

The talk about Casey has her nod, "Boys and thinkin' with theah lil head." she says in a resigned manner. "But don't worry Apes. We awhe now back ta bein' the most appetizin' singles in Brooklyn and the surrounding neighbahhoods." she winking at her friend. "Speeaaaakin' of. Time to reactivate yoh Tindah too." she nods to herself. It shall be done, soon.

"And well about the Rat Catcha..., we may even just go and talk ta him. Oh hit him in the face.." she shrugs. "But you betta wash yoh hand right aftah. Rats. But he still owes me so ..., maybe we will get lucky and don't need ta fight. I will see what I can do."

April O'Neil has posed:
April just laughs softly at the music critiquing. "Go easy on them, for all we know it could be Splinter's choice. He seems like a Beach Boys kind of guy." She says with a grin while descending one of the wheel chair ramps. "At least this place wasn't broken in to as much as some of the ones I've seen online. Some of them are completely trashed by looters and vandals. It's so damn sad how savage people are as soon as they think they're hidden from an repercussions."

At the foot of the ramp, April turns to walk backward as she watches the Skater Girl roll down it. "Tinder? Oh god, not again. It's like if Bud'n Lou were let loose in a steak store... Or wait, no, that doesn't make sense. You know what I mean!"

She exhales and spins back around, off in the distance the food court resides and the turtles have set it up to be a skate park with a bunch of mats laid down and some skating ramps setup.

"I don't know what I'd say to the Rat Catcher though. It's one of those cases where it's so personal, I just want him to answer for what he did though, no doubt. But if he's still out there, he's probably hurting others just like he did all of us."