[ she'd gotten something of a crash course on what had happened for the people who are now just back all of a sudden — this alternate world, or other reality, or whatever that had been convincing enough that they'd all believed they were completely different people. pretty trippy, all things considered, and it makes her group that either showed up on the moon or out in new tokyo stand out even more with their shorn heads — although harley's is starting to grow back in slightly, blonde fuzz on top of her head.
really, she never thought she'd rock the sinead cut, but maybe she could keep it for a while, especially since things are swelteringly hot here, the kind of sticky humidity that would bother her way more if she had normal nerve endings, normal sensitivity to speak of. turns out taking a dive into an acid bath might have fried her sweat glands, but it gave her flawless-looking pale skin as a bonus.
it's not until the other woman looks up that harley realizes they've crossed paths before. ]
Oh, so I can't bug ya for a cute Band-Aid if somebody decides to start pickin' fights? [ it's her; she's usually the one doing that. ] Bummer. So, that mean it's playtime instead?
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really, she never thought she'd rock the sinead cut, but maybe she could keep it for a while, especially since things are swelteringly hot here, the kind of sticky humidity that would bother her way more if she had normal nerve endings, normal sensitivity to speak of. turns out taking a dive into an acid bath might have fried her sweat glands, but it gave her flawless-looking pale skin as a bonus.
it's not until the other woman looks up that harley realizes they've crossed paths before. ]
Oh, so I can't bug ya for a cute Band-Aid if somebody decides to start pickin' fights? [ it's her; she's usually the one doing that. ] Bummer. So, that mean it's playtime instead?