Good To Be Back (Open)

[Poison Ivy]

She had known about it for the past week. There was going to be a get-together at the Gotham Exchange, a meeting hall. The corporation was called National Thermometers, and as it could be assumed, the company created thermometers. It was a wide-spread, quite popular business. At their massive factory plant in Gotham, they are careless with the disposal of the mercury. It leaks into the lakes and water supply. Pamela furrowed her thin brows and muttered quietly, "All the life has died around the waters." A deep hatred escaped her throat as she pushed her hand through her thick head of hair. Crossing her arms over her chest haughtily, she stepped out of the dark alleyway she had been standing in and looked upon the Gotham Exchange. It was brightly lit despite the darkness surrounding the building. A smirk spread across her modelesque features.

Pamela's thoughts were interrupted as a man stepped out of a limo nearby, obviously attending the meeting. The woman of poison knew well that the man was not the president of the atrocious National Thermometers, but what was wrong with a little practice? She was rusty due to her sentence. Fading green eyes widened as she leaned her curvaceous body against the alleyway wall, near the Exchange. She was lightly shaded by the shadows; however, she leaned over and her face was in full light.

"Hey, sir." Pamela smirked as the man in the tuxedo turned towards her in absolute attention. He was very overweight, and she felt her stomach turn slightly as he approached her. The odd feeling disappeared when she remembered that things like here were suffering because of insolent idiots like this man. She brought out her arm and slowly curled her finger to the man, cooing to bring him closer. With a few loud steps, his ebony leather loafers stopped in front of the woman who quirked a brow and leaned into her hip. Ivy raised her chin and lightly left her lips agape in a mildly alluring pose. "Before you go to the meeting, why don't you have a little fun to," She paused as she pulled a strand of hair and twirled it around her long finger. "Calm your nerves." Pamela smiled. She backed up to the alleyway darkness, and as any man would, he followed. Scumbag. Her brows immediately knitted as she flung the man against the wall. Now she was angry.

"Hey, hey lady! What brings you to the Gotham Exchange?" His oily voice asked as he quickly pulled off his small sunglasses. He grinned wide, showing his poorly managed teeth, and let out a greasy laugh. "So, you like it rough, eh?" After a moment of awkward silence, Pamela sighed.

She slammed her arms on both sides of the man's pudgy face. "I'm at the exchange to deal with the incompetence of you fools." She leaned in and grabbed his slicked back hair and tugged it, pulling his ear towards her mouth. "Oh, I do like it rough." She whispered seductively, letting a wry smile break out, shining in the darkness. His eyes widened before she crashed her lips onto his. Pamela closed her eyes and opened the pores on her lips, sending in massive amounts of poison into the man's mouth. Almost immediately, the man fell, twitching and scratching at his face as large, forest green veins crawled up his neck.

As the man eventually stopped showing signs of life, Pamela spit on him. "Sorry excuse for a human." She growled in her throat. She wiped mouth with her forearm as she walked out of the alley. Now only to reach the president of National Thermometers...

[Harley Quinn]

Harley Quinn could barely suppress a squeal of happiness and anticipation for what laid behind all of those annoying walls. She had waited for a long time, and it was soon going to pay off big time, baby! She knew some thermometer-convention-thingy was being held, but there was also a display of some of the greatest gems in the world set up for the grand opening tommorow. Harley was after a particular jem given the name the "Jester's Gem."

"Don't worry baby, mommy comin' for ya," Harley said, putting her left cheek next to the wall and sighing. She could hear the sound of someone walking and poked her head out of the alleyway. Harley gave a gasp and waved madly with both of her hands, a grin on her face. She mouthed, "RED! OVER HERE!" countless times, nearly bouncing with excitement to see her friend.

[supermanprime]

Jennifer Walters stood near the gems some how she had been roped into babysitting these things she sighed as she ran her hand threw her long brown hair this was more boring then spending a day in court and with her luck it wasn't going to get any better. She began to walk about the display cases looking at each gem "This is so boring but at lest the pay is good I guess." She said to herself as she looked around the pace her eyes stopping on a large man who was looking her over like she was a piece of meat and made an eww face when he looked away and shivered.

[Poison Ivy]

Poison Ivy heard a unique call, and she turned her head with curious eyes, masked by that of anger. "Harley?" She questioned as she strutted up to the familiar woman at a quick pace, hoping to see if it was her long time friend. With a gasp, Pamela's eyes widened in surprise as a save of happiness overflowed in her poisonous veins. "Hon, it's been so long!" She exclaimed. She opened her arms out for a hug, and she bit her lips in order to stop herself from releasing any toxins on her friend. Even though Harley was immune because of Ivy's help-- one could never be too safe. Pamela hadn't seen Harley Quinn for a while since her sentence from Arham Asylum continued through. Poison Ivy opened her mouth to ask about what she's doing at the Gotham Exchange, until she saw a poster advertising famous jewelry among other items. Pamela sighed.

"Don't tell me you're still with him" Pamela said venomously, crossing her arms over her chest. Harley had better be stealing for herself, this time.

[Harley Quinn]

"Red! It has been!" Harley said with a laugh, hugging Red for a moment before letting go and bouncing a bit as she clapped her arms as quietly as she could. She was not surprised by Red's venomous tone towards her puddin'. They hadn't left on such good terms the last time. "You mean Mistah J? I haven't seen him in forever so I guess no, the Jester gem's for just little bitty me," her bubbly attitude waned while she said that, a hint of really, really bad anger coming up to the surface. It wasn't directed at Red, but at whatever was keeping her puddin' away from her.

Giving a calming sigh, she giggled, covering up her mouth with her right hand. All the anger that had gone up in Harley's eyes was gone in an instant. She at Red, saying in a confused voice "What are ya here for Red? I don't think they're showing rare plants until next week..." Harley had her index finger on her lip and her head tilted to the side, emphasizing her wonder about why Red was there.

[Poison Ivy]

The concern for Harley faded from Ivy's eyes when she spoke about how she hadn't seen the Joker for a while. That was good. Harley didn't need to be any more abused than she was when Ivy found her. She patted Harley on the head happily when Pamela learned the gem was for Harley instead of 'Mistah J'. A growl erupted from her throat whenever she thought about that horrible man. It made Poison Ivy excited, though, that Harley Quinn was finally moving without her supposed life support. At this, Ivy came to the conclusion that she'd help Harley with her stealing tonight. Nothing wrong with a little fun.

"Here, I'll tell you the dreadfully long story while we break into that place to get your gem, hon." Pamela said, smiling. It was so great to be back. Walking over to the place that held the jewelry, the jacinth-haired woman turned to Harley. "What is your plan, dear?

[supermanprime]

Jennifer walked over to a near by wall and leaned on it and crossed her arms over her chest as she watched people walk by the gems "Don't even think about it." She said not turning to look at the man who had came to up to her he had been looking at her all night and it was very annoying. The man frowned and stalked off muttering something she couldn't but it most likely wasn't something nice she didn't care though she wasn't being payed to deal with losers like that.

[Harley Quinn]

Harley blinked when Red petted her on the head, she was confused, but put a big giant smile on when Red offered to help. "REALLY? Wow, thanks Red! I sure need the help!" she thanked with another giant smile, her white teeth showing.

"Well, there's a fire exit in the room where my darlin' is being kept, the Jester gem. I know, I know, it'll activate when I open it right? WRONG! It's been broken for the past two weeks- no one's even noticed that it's broken!" She explained with intricate hand gestures.

She pointed at the clock, "The people at the meeting are sitting now in a room that has no visual access to the Gem room, and all the guards are probably guarding the really important geezers instead of the gems." With a laugh she said, "We go through the fire exit, take what we want, then out the fire exit and we're scott free!" Harley smiled, asking, "What'ya think of that, eh? Hardest thing we'll probably face is one guard and a few lazer alarms." She looked up at the clock and said with a smile, "Let's get going, okay Red? We don't wanna be seen by the leaving party."

[Poison Ivy]

Poison Ivy smirked wryly as Harley explained her plan. That woman never goes in without a plan, and this time was no different. Harley Quinn was definitely the mind-doctor that she claimed to be before everything went down at Arkham Asylum. She never ceased to amazing Pamela with her skillful tactics and knowledge.

"We go through the fire exit, take what we want, then out the fire exit and we're scott free!"

Pamela Isley was indeed proud of Harley, but it sounded very simple. "Sounds too easy." Ivy said quickly. After a moment of silence while the woman gathered her thoughts, she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "Either way, I'm sure we can take whoever we meet." A smirk grew across her face as she walked up to the building and peered through, seeing no one inside. "You're right, everyone's gone. Let's go." Pamela beckoned Harley to enter the building with her.

ooc| All my post are getting so short! I'm sorry about that. T-T

[Harley Quinn]

Harley had always liked Red as a friend, she was fun to be with and she liked people that were fun to be with- especially when it came to crime. Suppressing a squeal of excitement did did two small bunny hop jumps before calming herself down and getting ready. "Righty-o Red!" Harley Quinn said, grinning as she followed Red. She entered the building with Red, being careful just in case there was any alarms that she missed.

Harley could immediately feel someone walking over her grave, blinking as she shivered for a moment. She walked over to the fire door, looking up at the shredded wires."Wow, hard ta miss that," Harley observed before grabbing the door handle and swinging the fire door open. The door didn't make a sound. "See? The people who maintain this building are utter egotists," she said with a mocking, lighthearted and quiet chuckle.

[Poison Ivy]

The lobby of the building was extremely boring. Pale walls, beige furniture... It reminded Ivy of the depressing choices society makes. Harley flew past Pamela's casual strut, only to pause for a moment, completely frozen. As Ivy continued to walk, she kept her eyes on her friend. "Everything okay there?" She asked blankly. Harley continued on to the emergency exit door after that. It must have been nerves, or something.

"Nice call, hon." Poison Ivy praised as Harley commented on the door being completely silent. At this second, Pamela wondered how Harley was feeling because of her newfound independence. Though Poison Ivy waited for a moment for the door to open, eventually she pushed the door open to reveal a room that held many a treasure. It must be too easy. She thought again, feeling it nagging at the back of her mind. Ivy gazed around in the darkness and awaited Harley to find some light switch or something of the like. It had been a while since Pamela had an income.

[supermanprime]

Jennifer had decided to make her rounds again just to kill some time so she wouldn't fall asleep. "Never again I'll just stick to being a bounty hunter." She said to herself as she made her way back into the room that held all the gems then ducked behind one of the cases when she saw the door up and took out her gun and waited. Should have known this would happen sooner or later this was Gotham after all. she thought as she looked around the corner to see who was coming in to decide if she should changed into She-Hulk or not.

[Harley Quinn]

Harley Quinn let out a squeak when she saw all of the treasure, quietly cheering "Forget diamonds, mummy has new best friends!" She may have been excited, but she wasn't an idiot because she took out spray can and spritzed the area, looking for lazers. "One second, Red!" Harley warned with a smile, backing up a bit before flipping over the first set of lazer alarms, rolling under the second and generally doing that to get past them.

Once she was next to the machine that controlled the alarms she took a grandiose bow, making sure she didn't accidentally activate the alarms. Harley thought she saw something from the corner of her eyes, but ignored it for the feeling that she had felt earlier. "Now, Now let's see what makes you tickie-wicky..." she said with a smile, opening the box and taking out a pair of scissors.

One wire would activate the alarm and they'd be forced to run away, but one wire would deactivate the alarms completely. "Ooooooo annoying box," Harley said in an annoyed tone, a tone that many had found cute. Sticking her tongue out she tried to make a decision, wanting to really whack it with something right now.

[Poison Ivy]

The room was completely dark, and Poison Ivy felt herself being slightly drained. After squinting for a moment, Pamela was about to take a step forward before Harley told her to wait. She watched with her paling green eyes the brilliant red beams that shot themselves from each side of the room. Poison Ivy must have been losing her touch; she would have never thought about the lasers. It was great that someone there had a knack for stealing.

Much like Harley, Pamela double-took at the corner of the pitch-black room, slightly illuminated by the red laser beams. She could have sworn she saw something-- maybe she should ask Harley. In the end, Ivy bit her tongue and kept quiet. Now wasn't the time to be having second thoughts. Poison Ivy doesn't have second thoughts.

As Harley somersaulted and bent to the beams' will, Pamela continued to look around to hopefully make up for the stupid mistake she could have made beforehand. "Hon, you don't happen to have a flashlight, do you?" She asked curiously as she ran her fingers through her hair at the crown of her head to calm herself down. No one in Gotham was that foolish to simply protect a horde of gems with just lasers, were they? Pamela shrugged off the thought as she, too, dodged all the beams and stood next to Harley.

[supermanprime]

Jennifer watched Harley go threw the lasers she seemed off her rocker from the way she dressed and acted she then watched as the other one joined her that one looked green not as green as she is when she turned into She-Hulk though. Staying low and quite she moved towards them with her gun drawn "FREEZE!" She said after standing up and pointing her gun at them and narrowing her eyes. Sure anyone else would find them weird but not Jennifer after everything she's been threw it would take a lot to weird her out these days. "Don't move or I'll shoot." She said after a moment.