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Post by Harley Quinn on Aug 12, 2013 2:53:10 GMT
"I don't quite believe that. I'll keep it." Harley stuck it in her jacket pocket, and smiled again. "Let's have some fun!" She motioned, and the goon marched Stephanie into the store. Harley wheeled in Barbara after them.
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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 12, 2013 2:57:06 GMT
Stephanie's eyes widened, having no idea what do do next, or what would happen next.
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Post by Barbara Gordon on Aug 12, 2013 2:58:52 GMT
Barbara went in, but clearly not by her choice. She wondered if the police department know what was going on and what was taking them so long...
Dad..
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Post by Harley Quinn on Aug 12, 2013 3:02:54 GMT
Harley motioned with her head, and the other goon moved in to hold Barbara. Harley wandered off into the store, returning with a couple of leather garments. She placed the stack on the counter and pulled out a straitjacket, trying to eyeball the size on Stephanie by closing one eye and holding it up to her.
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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 12, 2013 13:56:08 GMT
Steph launched herself at the goon behind her, headbutting the goon.
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Post by Barbara Gordon on Aug 12, 2013 19:37:58 GMT
Barbara followed her lead by rolling her chair back into the other goon's foot and then whipped her torso around to punch him right in the face.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Aug 12, 2013 22:19:49 GMT
Harley sighed. She drew her gun and pointed it at Barbara's head, pulling the hammer back. "Why can't we just be calm?" Harley asked.
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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 12, 2013 22:57:10 GMT
"Says the woman holding a gun" Stephanie replied, trying to think.
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Post by Barbara Gordon on Aug 13, 2013 5:16:23 GMT
Barbara bit her lip, not making any sudden moves.
Seriously, where are the police?
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Post by Harley Quinn on Aug 13, 2013 5:17:57 GMT
"Just work with me, and we'll all be happy and alive." Harley said.
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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 13, 2013 16:34:00 GMT
Stephanie sighed, biding her time. There was nothing she could do, so she just stood there.
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Post by Barbara Gordon on Aug 13, 2013 17:21:12 GMT
If only I could had the earpiece in my purse, I could contact Batman...
Barbara cursed her luck. She had been reduced to the damsel in distress.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Aug 13, 2013 19:02:21 GMT
Harley smiled, as the goons recovered and pulled guns, holding them to their heads. Harley returned her own gun to her holster, and picked the straitjacket back up. "Arms forward, please."
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Post by Stephanie Brown on Aug 13, 2013 19:18:29 GMT
Stephanie put her arms forward and closed her eyes, not wanting to know what was about to happen.
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Post by Harley Quinn on Aug 13, 2013 19:30:43 GMT
Harley slipped the straitjacket on and secured it. She considered for a moment, then returned to the depths of the store.
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