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Shirou raises a brow at that.  "I've been around the multiverse enough that I /wish/ this sounded stranger to me." "A plant, huh," he wonders, "So, if she's gotta be brought back down, what does she go eco terroist sometimes?"  "And thank you," he says with with a little smile, "It's just retail, ...but I've always been the guy to go to for grunt work."
 
Shirou raises a brow at that.  "I've been around the multiverse enough that I /wish/ this sounded stranger to me." "A plant, huh," he wonders, "So, if she's gotta be brought back down, what does she go eco terroist sometimes?"  "And thank you," he says with with a little smile, "It's just retail, ...but I've always been the guy to go to for grunt work."
  
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Harley just starts counting on the fingers of her free hand, pointing with an outstretched finger from her cup-holding hand. "Hah. Me too." "Yep. She really does." "...and you're welcome. Retail or not it's still an accomplishment!" She flexes her fingers on her free hand a couple of times before letting it drop to her side. "I come from a weird place. Well, weird by Twisted standards." Well? "Okay, maybe on par." She shakes her head as she finally reaches the bottom of her plastic glass. Funny, it ran out faster than they got where they were going. Her pace slows as they approach the Twisted end of the bridge. "I might have ta stop us here, friend. I've still gotta get to the other side of Neato-Eato by the time the sun comes up."
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Shriou frowns slightly and rubs the back of his neck.  "Ah, darn, so much for that plan," he murmurs, "....why Neato-Eato?"
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Her pace abruptly stops at the word plan. The rest of his statement is deliberately ignored. "Plan eh?" She deliberately gets into his personal space and leans her head on his shoulder. "Awww, was someone feeling lonely?" She rights herself and pinches his cheek. "That's cute, but I got bidness to attend to first." With another sigh she realizes she can't throw her trash away anywhere and she's stuck with it. Wait, Ivy isn't here. Sticking out her tongue, she does her best impression of a baseball pitcher and throws the cup over the side of the Plowse Bridge. "And the crowd goes wild! Haaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"
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Shirou actually startles and blushes deeply at Harley's initial response.  "Ahh, n-not what I was thinking at all," he insists.  He can't say he doesn't feel lonely though.  He got so used to constantly being surrounded in people in his own places of living, now here he is, been here over a year, and for once his place is as empty as when he started.  Still no one's arrived.  He is well and truly on his own this time.  Maybe that's just another part of why he's torturing himself with the task of being Ash's unofficial, part time keeper of sorts.  "I just wanted to make sure SOMEONE was actually feeding you something that's actually edible..."  He raises a brow at the whole cup thing.  "...if I knew you had something to get done I wouldn't have gone toward home like you told me to...we can go back the other way...or just stay here till you need to go...whichever is fine."
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Harley just lets out a loud and genuine laugh. "Hun, your cute and all but I just wanted to walk and talk. I haven't had a 'sane' conversation since I got kicked off TV, but that's a story for another time." She looks back towards the city and sighs, "Long and short of it, I gotta go see if I can get my gig back from Luna helping out the nekophiliacs. I shouldn't have walked away like I did and the sooner I get that outta the way the better. That's probably the only legit way I can get my babies back right now."
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Shirou nods in understanding.  "Ah, so you are trying to do this right," he replies with a grin.  He pauses for a moment, seeming uncertain he should say it, but decides to heck with it.  "I'm proud of you."  Hopefully she doesn't take that the wrong way like he's worried she took the whole trying to get her to his apartment thing.  "Here's hoping that things work out well for you."
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Okay, maybe he DOES know she is/was a criminal. Then again... Harley looks down at herself. He must know. "Well, thank you. That means a lot coming from a guy like you." She also nods in agreement, "I hope it works out too." She smiles widely and gives him a wave as she starts to walk away. "Have a good night Shirou Emiya! Till next time!" Harley is in a much better mood, thanks to Shirou, and this is very obvious as she starts to sing to herself as she walks off. Not that he's going to know the song, but apparently she has a really good voice for it. Why doesn't she do that more often...?
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Shirou blinks a little as Harley starts leaving.  Well, she did have stuff to do, after all...  He'd smile a bit more genuinely this time as he sees her dancing and hears her singing.  Yeah, she should pick that up...  "Take care Harley," he calls after her with a wave.  If nothing else today, at least it seems like he made Harley happy...
  
Harley just starts counting on the fingers of her free hand, pointing with an outstretched finger from her cup-holding hand. "Hah. Me too." "Yep. She really does." "...and you're welcome. Retail or not it's still an accomplishment!" She flexes her fingers on her free hand a couple of times before letting it drop to her side. "I come from a weird place. Well, weird by Twisted standards." Well? "Okay, maybe on par." She shakes her head as she finally reaches the bottom of her plastic glass. Funny, it ran out faster than they got where they w
 
  
 
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The Walk Home

Summary: Returning to Twisted, Harley catches up with Shirou.



Who: Harley Quinn, Shirou
When: May 18th, 2018
Where: Neo-Edo


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The information contained within this log is to be considered information gained Out of Character (OOC).
This information may not be used as In Character (IC) knowledge or in roleplay unless it has been learned in-game or permission has been granted by the parties involved.

Questions should be directed to staff.


Neo-Edo Main(#3102R)

Surrounded by tall skyscrapers and expensive businesses, the center of Neo-Edo is a densely populated Metropolitan area where enough people crowd regularly that your best bet is to walk. Sometimes it can be overwhelming how many people are constantly here on the move as opposed to its quieter Twisted City neighbors but it's also important to remember that this is where all the major jobs and businesses have come and setup. It's also important to remember that very few people actually live here even if there is the housing district of Fukuoka to the East. Medical Mechanica is here too, but at least its logo appears far less here than in the city of Twisted.

A curved road branches off of Twisted Street here and helps to form a large D around the Higashi Ayase Park to the North. To the South leads to the Red Light District and the docks.


Neo-Edo at night. The streets are less crowded and cars randomly come and go beneath the glowing neon signs. Along the sidewalks a few dozen catgirls crowd together with the random teenagers, giggling and laughing at conversations that only make sense if 'you where there'. Above the streets a pair of bright blue eyes look from the shadows for an easy target, or at least someone worth annoying. Under her breath she mutters to herself, "Okay. Top five reasons to come back here... All the lonely people." She sighs, "...where do they all come from?"

Speaking of lone(ly) people, a singular redhead man comes wandering near. He'd check the group from a comfortable distance, nothing intrusive, possibly even unnoticed entirely. Looks like it's nothing to worry about though... The redhead would continue on his way, his ember eyes peering about here and there as he just seems to continue westward...

The woman's eyes pause on the redhead as she shakes her head. "Two. Unfinished business." Silently she drops her hands onto the edge of the building and throws herself into the air, landing on her feet behind the man. It'd be an incredible act, if anyone was watching. If anyone did notice her, they might not recognize her - at first at least under the name she used here previously. Her blonde hair is done up like two pompoms on the sides of her head. One with pink tips, one with blue. "Three." She's also wearing a torn pink jacket over a black and red corset and matching shorts. From this jacket she pulls what looks like a gun. "...Momma's gotta make some money." She points the weapon at the gentleman's back, assuming he hasn't reacted to her yet. "POCKETS OUT, RED." The fact that the only reaction anyone around them makes is some stifled laughter should say something. Not one person is screaming or running away. "GIMMIE WHAT'CHA GOT AN' NO ONE GETS HURT!"

The 'gentleman' raises a brow and can't help smirking slightly. "What, did you want to go for another round of target practice," he wonders as he holds up the only thing from his pockets (his wallet), while simultaneously showing no sign of actual concern.

At this point she expected him to turn around, but whatever. She pulls the trigger anyways and the toy gun makes little zapping sound effects. "Four. People who actually HAVE a sense of humor!" Assuming he STILL hasn't turned around she gives him a friendly hug and turns him around to face her. Her eyes are done up in pink and blue eyeshadow opposite of the colors of her hair. "How've ya been, buddy?! Long time no zap!!" She takes a step back, giving him a chance to actually look at her, and her thigh-high red and black socks. If anyone knew of Harley Quinn and didn't know it was her, they'd probably suspect it by now. "I just got back after visiting home a bit." She pockets the gun into the remains of her jacket. "Glad ta see a friendly face or two."

Shirou smiles and hugs back at Harley, albeit a very quick, light sort of hug, him being from the kind of culture where LESS could be seen as perverted. "Hi. Yeah, I was wondering where you've been," he states as he puts his wallet back away. If it wasn't for that accent of her's she probably would have gotten him. He really knows next to no one with THAT accent. "Good to see you too," he answers with a slight tilt of his head, "How was home?" He'll just /resist/ commenting on the new outfit.

Harley frowns as she's asked the state of things back in Gotham. "Eh, y'know. You always want to go back, an' once you get there you find yourself wanting to leave as quickly as you came." She gestures at the remains of her jacket. "This was new y'know. Bought it with my own money and everything. Tried to help out a friend and he was just as much of a jerk as the rest of them." After a moment's pause she adds, "Five. Gotta find a way to get my babies back." She doesn't make eye-contact, but there's a look people tend to give when something like that is said, and it's a look that pierces the back of anyone's skull. She suddenly flails her hands dismissively, "NO! No, not like that!! My.... pets. Bud and Lou. I gotta get a fat stack of cash to buy them back and it's too hot back home to try there." She puts her hands in the pockets of the coat and shrugs. "So back I am, I guess."

Shirou furrows his brows rather than drill glaring Harley. He can't say he understands, given he's never been able to RETURN to a home he's left in such a sense. The closest he came to that was when he was trapped out in space dealing with necromorphs for a time. "...oh, so you really DO need money," he wonders with a slight frown, "Well I WAS only HALF kidding about giving you my wallet anyway. It's not like I'm using most of what I've got." He shrugs some. "How much do you need? I know I won't have THAT much but-"

A blush crosses her cheeks as Shirou offers to help. "Oh. Just about... two hundred..." Her voice drops to almost a whisper, "...thousand dollars." Let that sink in a moment while she pauses. "They got put into the Gotham City Zoo after I.... left town. A-awhile back." This would be a much easier conversation if she knew if Shirou knew she was a criminal. You just don't ask questions like that. "I can't really prove I own them, and they don't really like just letting people walk out with a pair of spotted hyenas. ...and maybe a few cubs they had while playing with the lady hyenas." She grumbles again, "...and maybe the lady hyenas too. Because it'd be wrong to break up a family." Harley flails her hands again, "Jeeze, Harl. Ya don't even know if that's happened. I'm just assumin'. Sorry." She rubs the back of her head. "I'm always a bit extra loony when I get back."

Shirou winces somewhat. "Yeah, I really don't have that much just laying around, but there's always saving. I can give you a few hundred. It's just wasting away with me, and I've never had a pet, but I've seen how much they can mean to people..."

Still, Hyenas though? That's pretty out there.

Harley just shakes her head at the continued offer. "I gotta do this myself... somehow. It's my fault may babies are in this mess. If I'da just had my head on straight they wouldn't hav-" She stops abruptly, looking at the name of the shop they're standing in front of. "Since when did they open another Coffee of Doom?" While the tattered remains of her jacket might be obscuring it, she has a small red purse as well with a black diamond on the latch. She digs around and pulls out a small wad of savings - because of course she doesn't carry any form of wallet. "Hold that thought. I haven't had an Espresso Kaboom in MONTHS. For some reason they don't like inmates-!" The woman's full face goes as red as half her outfit. "N-Never mind what I was saying. Hahahahaha. I told you I'm a little loony when I get back. One moment!!" With that she literally RUNS into the coffee shop deliberately leaving him behind while she gives herself a moment to breathe...

Shirou raises a brow, watching as she heads into the coffee shop. Well, she did say one moment, and he's not up for a coffee himself. It's a bit late for that. He'd just wait up here instead... Not like anything else is going on.

After a few minutes she steps back outside, a 'beverage' in a clear cup in her hand and the light glistening off it's mostly sugary substance. It might have even been a liquid at one time. Now it's a crystalized sludge. Somehow she's drinking it just fine. "Geez Louise these are amazing. I could drink these all day!!" Her eyes are as wide as saucers as she dashes back to Shirou's side. "You should totally try one!! They're the best! ...of course I had to add sugar and all."

Shirou blinks at that. She had to ADD sugar? Is that why it looks like a solid instead of a liquid? "Eh, maybe some other time, it's a bit late for that kind of thing," Shirou replies. Or better yet never, at least not with THAT much sugar in it. Goodness! It's rediculous! He'd shake his head slightly and offer her another smile. "But since I can't help one way, maybe I can try and get your mind off of things? Anything different you want to talk about? Or I could put off going back home and we can kill time some other way?" And no, he didn't miss the inmate thing, but he's also not intending to call attention to it or pry as long as she's not going around and SERIOUSLY trying to mug people or anything.

Out of nowhere she points and pokes at him rather dramatically. Her eyes have narrowed. "Hey buddy! Back off! I'm a psychiatrist!" Was she reading his thoughts about the inmate thing? Wait, no. Let her explain. "I'm good. I know what I need, and what I need to do, I just don't want to do it, y'know?" Sluuuurp. "That's one of the main reasons I came back. I had a good thing going here and I blew it ta chase after my heart only to have it smashed again." She frowns heavily. "But I'm good. My head's clear again. I don't need nobody." Why are they just standing there? If he'd start walking she'd keep up. "A friend who won't use me now and again, but otherwise..." Sluuuurp. "If you gotta go home, it's alright. I'll be around for a while this time. Gotta do things right. Gotta be legit. I was on the right path before I got dumb. I just gotta dial back the crazy." Sure. When you put it that way it sounds totally sane, right?

Shirou shakes his head again as he gets a thought and starts to continue westward. He doesn't say anything in response to her just yet, just starts walking. He IS trying to go somewhere with this, but he doesn't know if it'll work or not.


The Twisted Street - Adachi(#3117R)

The Adachi district is the overall name for the Western bank of Neo-Edo which looks out across the bay between Edo and Twisted City. Small shops and restaurants are in abundance here, including the infamous gun-shaped Pizza Cats Pizza Emporium which delivers to all known locations on Twisted!

The streets here are much more modern than the city of Twisted. Crosswalks, electric and neon signs, and billboards on the tops of the taller buildings. Yet there are more people walking the streets than driving them. What is it with this world's aversion to cars? If you travel to the East towards the denser populated 'main' part of Neo-Edo you'll find that the buildings just keep getting taller and taller.


Harley follows him in step the moment he starts to walk off, as mentioned before. She tries to give him time to talk but in the silence all she can do is slurp away her worries. Meaning it won't take long before she starts filling in the silence herself again. "So... Avalon?" Yes, she remembers his laser tag name. "What'cha been up to? I still don't know anything much about you and I feel like I've told you far too much about myself already."

Shirou gives another smile at that. He'd actually forgotten that little detail, but he remembers on the point of her bringing it up. "I've just been working both my actual jobs...and the self imposed ones," he murmurs, "...the self imposed ones are usually the ones that are /actually/ tiring..." Like making it his own job to try and keep a kind of casual eye on that ridiculous freakin' trouble magnet and general frustration named Ashley Williams.

There's someone Harley REALLY needs to not be around. "Yeah, I can understand that. Self-imposed jobs are always the most taxing." She grumbles through clinched teeth, "....sometimes costing you thousands of dollars and a new jacket." She sighs and fills the silence with another slurp. "Still, at least you keep busy. That's the important thing."

Shirou says, "Yeah, especially when you seem to have a tendency for running into the spirits of dead historical figures, space zombies, and evil priests," Shirou agrees. Is he joking on that one or not? "I got a promotion in the S-Mart job. I'm only really something of a volunteer with the other job, so unless they get even more desperate for people I don't imagine I will be getting any kind of promotion there. It's better I don't take one anyway, if I'm going to be available for OTHER problems..." He's still walking...."


A Bridge Between Cities(#4465R)

Stretching between the city of Twisted and the island of Neo-Edo are the remains of what was once Plowse Bridge. The once two mile long bridge has been destroyed, chunks and remains of it fallen into the great water below, while others simply float in the air, hovering with no seen supports due to the nature of Twisted's physics. A new bridge has started to form, though not from construction workers or magic users.

The new bridge simply appears in places, parts of it cobblestone, others solid black stone that bends up and down, solid wood of ancient trees, paved cement blocks, and others that are simply a solid black shadow. While the bridge isn't complete, it is possible to get from one end of it to the other in relative safety. It's unclear who or what is making this new bridge, but a new section appears every few days or so.

The lookout and its staircase are either intact, or Twisted has put it back in its place, though getting to the staircase is a dangerous trip for the moment.


"Oooooooh," Harley lightly punches Shirou in the arm. "Gettin' fancy there, Emiya! Good job!" Slurp. "I dunno, zombies? Historical figures? Evil priests? Try getting thrown around by flying space men, guys dressed like bats, and people with super-powered mood rings that let you fly." Sluuuurp. "One of my best girlfriends is a plant." She lets out a sigh, "Really makes getting a bite ta eat a challenge. Sometimes she forgets she was a flesh and blood human like the rest of us and I gotta bring her back down."

Shirou raises a brow at that. "I've been around the multiverse enough that I /wish/ this sounded stranger to me." "A plant, huh," he wonders, "So, if she's gotta be brought back down, what does she go eco terroist sometimes?" "And thank you," he says with with a little smile, "It's just retail, ...but I've always been the guy to go to for grunt work."

Harley just starts counting on the fingers of her free hand, pointing with an outstretched finger from her cup-holding hand. "Hah. Me too." "Yep. She really does." "...and you're welcome. Retail or not it's still an accomplishment!" She flexes her fingers on her free hand a couple of times before letting it drop to her side. "I come from a weird place. Well, weird by Twisted standards." Well? "Okay, maybe on par." She shakes her head as she finally reaches the bottom of her plastic glass. Funny, it ran out faster than they got where they were going. Her pace slows as they approach the Twisted end of the bridge. "I might have ta stop us here, friend. I've still gotta get to the other side of Neato-Eato by the time the sun comes up."

Shriou frowns slightly and rubs the back of his neck. "Ah, darn, so much for that plan," he murmurs, "....why Neato-Eato?"

Her pace abruptly stops at the word plan. The rest of his statement is deliberately ignored. "Plan eh?" She deliberately gets into his personal space and leans her head on his shoulder. "Awww, was someone feeling lonely?" She rights herself and pinches his cheek. "That's cute, but I got bidness to attend to first." With another sigh she realizes she can't throw her trash away anywhere and she's stuck with it. Wait, Ivy isn't here. Sticking out her tongue, she does her best impression of a baseball pitcher and throws the cup over the side of the Plowse Bridge. "And the crowd goes wild! Haaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

Shirou actually startles and blushes deeply at Harley's initial response. "Ahh, n-not what I was thinking at all," he insists. He can't say he doesn't feel lonely though. He got so used to constantly being surrounded in people in his own places of living, now here he is, been here over a year, and for once his place is as empty as when he started. Still no one's arrived. He is well and truly on his own this time. Maybe that's just another part of why he's torturing himself with the task of being Ash's unofficial, part time keeper of sorts. "I just wanted to make sure SOMEONE was actually feeding you something that's actually edible..." He raises a brow at the whole cup thing. "...if I knew you had something to get done I wouldn't have gone toward home like you told me to...we can go back the other way...or just stay here till you need to go...whichever is fine."

Harley just lets out a loud and genuine laugh. "Hun, your cute and all but I just wanted to walk and talk. I haven't had a 'sane' conversation since I got kicked off TV, but that's a story for another time." She looks back towards the city and sighs, "Long and short of it, I gotta go see if I can get my gig back from Luna helping out the nekophiliacs. I shouldn't have walked away like I did and the sooner I get that outta the way the better. That's probably the only legit way I can get my babies back right now."

Shirou nods in understanding. "Ah, so you are trying to do this right," he replies with a grin. He pauses for a moment, seeming uncertain he should say it, but decides to heck with it. "I'm proud of you." Hopefully she doesn't take that the wrong way like he's worried she took the whole trying to get her to his apartment thing. "Here's hoping that things work out well for you."

Okay, maybe he DOES know she is/was a criminal. Then again... Harley looks down at herself. He must know. "Well, thank you. That means a lot coming from a guy like you." She also nods in agreement, "I hope it works out too." She smiles widely and gives him a wave as she starts to walk away. "Have a good night Shirou Emiya! Till next time!" Harley is in a much better mood, thanks to Shirou, and this is very obvious as she starts to sing to herself as she walks off. Not that he's going to know the song, but apparently she has a really good voice for it. Why doesn't she do that more often...?

Shirou blinks a little as Harley starts leaving. Well, she did have stuff to do, after all... He'd smile a bit more genuinely this time as he sees her dancing and hears her singing. Yeah, she should pick that up... "Take care Harley," he calls after her with a wave. If nothing else today, at least it seems like he made Harley happy...



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