Post by Harleen Quinzel on Jan 23, 2013 12:17:58 GMT -5
It wasn’t safe? “Most of the officers drive by once a hour, and Jim is only a few blocks away. It’s actually rather safe, and most don’t know I live here. It’s registered under a different name…” She told the truth but at the same time, just him saying that seemed to make her a little nervous. Her arms wrapped around her waist a little. What could she do? What would she do if someone walked in here? She would most likely call the station then hide somewhere. Wait, was that even a good idea? She wasn’t calling them now and she was suppose to.
“Blew it up?” She started to giggle, oh she would have loved to see that. Granted, she hated to look of exploded Goons, but the explosion would have been wondrous. She would have giggled and would have loved to see it. Just to feel the blast wave wash over her body,. To feel the power behind it. The pressure, maybe even knock her off her feet. Suddenly her home seemed different again. It was small, the items basic, not right. No, she wanted something else. She wanted Joker.
Hearing him say he wanted her home, well, it lit her heart up. He loved her, he wanted her. They were a family. “I understand Puddin’. I missed you.” Her forehead was against his and she pulled him a little closer to him. She could feel herself warming to the very idea of him, there was something about him that no other person could duplicate no one else could fill this void in her heart. Her hands ran into his hair some.
“I would go Mr. J, you just needed to tell me when.” She would have too. In fact she had begged to go. Every trip she begged him. However, now wasn’t the time. “Let me show you something…” She slid off him and grabbed his gloved hands. The young woman pulled him into her bedroom. The colors were, in short, crazy. The walls were a dark red, a dried blood red color, her bedding purple and greens. It was just like home, hidden away in an area where no one would see. Her secret hide away from the world, though she would never admit that she was thinking about removing it all together. However, not now.
She let go of his hands and ran her hands along his stomach and up his chest as her lips moved in to kiss his. She slipped his jacket off his shoulders. Then, as things started to heat up, everything faded to black.
“Blew it up?” She started to giggle, oh she would have loved to see that. Granted, she hated to look of exploded Goons, but the explosion would have been wondrous. She would have giggled and would have loved to see it. Just to feel the blast wave wash over her body,. To feel the power behind it. The pressure, maybe even knock her off her feet. Suddenly her home seemed different again. It was small, the items basic, not right. No, she wanted something else. She wanted Joker.
Hearing him say he wanted her home, well, it lit her heart up. He loved her, he wanted her. They were a family. “I understand Puddin’. I missed you.” Her forehead was against his and she pulled him a little closer to him. She could feel herself warming to the very idea of him, there was something about him that no other person could duplicate no one else could fill this void in her heart. Her hands ran into his hair some.
“I would go Mr. J, you just needed to tell me when.” She would have too. In fact she had begged to go. Every trip she begged him. However, now wasn’t the time. “Let me show you something…” She slid off him and grabbed his gloved hands. The young woman pulled him into her bedroom. The colors were, in short, crazy. The walls were a dark red, a dried blood red color, her bedding purple and greens. It was just like home, hidden away in an area where no one would see. Her secret hide away from the world, though she would never admit that she was thinking about removing it all together. However, not now.
She let go of his hands and ran her hands along his stomach and up his chest as her lips moved in to kiss his. She slipped his jacket off his shoulders. Then, as things started to heat up, everything faded to black.
