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[freebitchbaby]

Who| Gaila and open
What| Making herself available
Where| Tribute tower lounge, out and about in the Capitol and in several bars
When| Today!

It wasn't unusual for the red-headed alien to be found swanning about. Ever since leaving the arena she'd been doing everything that she could to schmooze potential sponsors. Sponsors, which meant Captiol citizens, meant having the best equipment and seeing that she was already weaker than her human counterparts she needed that help.

That being said, as she sat in the lounge sipping a very large glass of overly carbonated soda, her feet were seriously beginning to ache from all this promenading about on the arm of some rich citizen. Back to being a status symbol again. At least she was better equipped to deal with it than some of the tributes.

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[revvinguptheharley]

"There's this shop down the street from my favorite Ice Cream joint. Zmax! It had all kinds of toys and things, from the high tech to what they call "Charming" To give an example she drew out a handful of rubber balls and began juggling them easily.

[freebitchbaby]

Gaila giggled. "Duuude. How'd you even do that?" Kevin Riley at the Academy had attempted to teach her to juggle to no avail. "I can never concentrate on all've them at once."

[revvinguptheharley]

"It's all about timing." She purred and kept the pace, while her eyes were on Gaila. "Practice makes perfect of course." She began to do a couple tricks, flicking a ball behind her and up over her shoulder only to catch it in the front.

"Sides, I'm sure you can do all sortsa stuff I can't do."

[freebitchbaby]

"Nothing I'm allowed to do in public, apparently." Gaila answered, sitting crosslegged on her couch and watching in near silent amazement.

[revvinguptheharley]

"Aw nuts to that." Harley declared and casually flipped a ball in front of her, kicking it with her foot to send it up over her head. With the same ease of someone bending over to pick up a coin she flipped her leg back and kicked the ball again with her heel putting it back over her head where she snatched it out of the air and had it rejoin the two she had been tossing about in it's absence.

[freebitchbaby]

If Gaila could have been greener with envy she would have been. The show of dexterity and concentration was attracting a few stared from the other people in the bar's lounge. All the same, she smiled.

"Jeeze, talk about keepin' all your balls in the air."

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley winked and with subtly ended the act by throwing the balls high into the air and dancing back and forth pretending to try and catch them. But with comical timing each one bounced off her head rolling in different directions. The last one landed in a drink splashing Harley with the alcohol. The viewers laughed and some clapped giving Harley the attention she so adored.

[freebitchbaby]

Gaila squealed at the splash, trying her best to make sure it didn't get on any of her clothes. She didn't need to be getting sticky this early in the day after all.

[revvinguptheharley]

"Sorry" Harley flailed plucking the ball from the glass and then chasing after the others. "Casualties of comedy." She giggled to herself dropping the toys back into her bag.

[freebitchbaby]

Gaila laughed and shook her head at her. "You play the clown a lot, huh, sweetie?" She commented with a raise of her eyebrow.

[revvinguptheharley]

"Guilty." She chuckled "It's alot of fun! But we each have our roles we're comfortable with." She explained. "Though some people have a better sense of humor then others."

[freebitchbaby]

Gaila couldn't help but smile at her enthusiasm. "That's true. Most people don't get my humour. Too dark." Gallows humour was a sign of a life spent well.

[revvinguptheharley]

"The funniest people usually end up working dark. It's like....comedy comes from pain you know? Some just polish it up and others like to take it for what it is." Harley mused. Then she grinned wickedly, "I bet you can guess how I feel about black humor."

[freebitchbaby]

"I can guess, yeah." Gaila replied with a wide grin, glad to know somebody else was on her wavelevel.

[revvinguptheharley]

"Just don't be afraid to let me have it if I get to be too much." She urged and bumped hips with Gaila. "My friends know I need to be reigned in sometimes or I tend to lose my charm. And I need my charm! Like a leprechaun needs his marshmallows!"

[freebitchbaby]

"N'aw, but you're too cute to lose your charm." Gaila grined and playfully pinched her cheek. Harley kind of reminded her of a tribble that could talk. Cute, fluffy and hyperactive.

[revvinguptheharley]

The pinch made Harley giggle once more and even blush, "Aw Gal Pal you 're the best! You really get me! If all this ends I wanna take you home and introduce you to my other friends. Ivy especially."

[freebitchbaby]

"I'd like that." She grinned. Gaila was admittedly curious as to if she was an Orion or not. "'Nd I'm dead in my world, so it isn't like I can come back there anywhere."

[revvinguptheharley]

"Oh really?!" Harley perked up and had a curious smile. "We've had LOTS of people die and come back from it where I come from so I bet you could totally come along.

Then with her usual lack of modesty, "How'd you die? Was it dramatic? Was it sexy?"

[freebitchbaby]

"I don't really wanna talk about it sweetie." She told her with a little shake of her head. "I'm still tryin' to get over it."

[revvinguptheharley]

"Aw." Harley looked disappointed but understanding. "Well if you ever wanna talk it out, I AM a licensed psychologist." She offered and then bumped hips with the green skinned beauty, "And if you want to bury it down deep in denial forever and ever I'm an unlicensed but effective distraction!"

[freebitchbaby]

Gaila flopped back onto her seat laying on her back, admiring her heels.

"Oh cutiepie, I would never inflict my mind on even a licensed psychologist. The emotional baggage I've got could fill and endless abyss."

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley just snickered impishly, "You'd have to go a LONG way to surprise me. One of the benefits of living in an Asylum is most of my best pals have colorful and horrific mental tweaks. There's The Riddler, he's SO obsessed with puzzles that he can't help but leave clues to his own crimes just to prove he's smarter then the law. Or The Ventriloquist! He's this shy, sweet cute little ball of anxiety, but his puppet Scarface is one of the most ruthless crime lords in town!"

Harley began rocking in her seat like a child.

"I'm not gonna force ya, but you can't use protecting me as an excuse not to talk about it." She stuck her tongue out playfully.

[freebitchbaby]

Gaila smiled sweetly at her.

"I was a slavegirl most of my childhood and adult life, escaped and still have bounties on my head and died in the cold depths of space. I wouldn't inflict my brain on anyone, sweetie. It ain't a nice place for humans to be."

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley's unstable smile pouted for a moment but then she nodded understanding. "Fair deal. But I still think you're brain is just another part of you that's too sexy for most people to even imagine!" She cheered eagerly leaning forward to flutter her eyelashes playfully before letting out a laugh.