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A woman dressed in short shorts, T-shirt, and jacket, with high heel boots, black diamond net stockings and a jacket carrying a baseball bat draped over her shoulders in her left hand and hooked with her right walks up to Mr. Stubs flashing a wide and pretty, but also crazy looking smile that has been painted with dark red lipstick.
Her boots are white with black vamps and facing with white laces with 3 black stripes each ribbing the shanks, red heals, and lacking front ankles to there the lacing crosses the skin from the sides.
Her shorts are tight, sparkly and half blue on the left and red on the right with a thick black leather belt that is completely studded by 3 columns of of square studs running from 2:00 on her front, around to 10:00 on her front, shortly before the holes, which are rimed with golden rings and fastened with a golden diamond shaped buckle, with a 3 by 3 block of studs right before the end.
Her top is white with red tie-dyed upper torso above the breasts and the words reading "Daddy's Lil Monster on the chest in big black Jezebel font with white outlining, with the word "Daddy's" on top and the rest below, starting right beneath the D. Beneath the right breast, are two slash tears side by side at a just barely downward angle and there is another one more diagonally upward from right to left on the central belly that points to a smaller one that mirrors it, just below the left ribs.
The Jacket matches the shorts with a five strip red and whit candy stripe pattern around the collar, cuffs, and bottom hem except for a 2 x 2 inch square of material on the edge of the zipper, which is golden with a large J shaped pull tab hanging from the slider on the bottom left, and 2 inch thick fringed golden stripes running from the near the collar, down the shoulders and arms. The back has the word "Property" written in in big golden short looped and long tailed halo land letter font written across the shoulders at a slightly upward angle with the word "of" in matching letters right beneath the "ro" in "Property" with the word "Joker" in huge golden English Towne to where it takes up almost all of the mid back. There is a golden design of a skull from the side and facing left, wearing a 3 sleeve jester hat with the sleeves curling to where they resemble a fancy mohawk; in between the words "Property", "of", and "Joker" to where it is just below the "erty" in "Property" and above the "e" and right side of the "k" in "Joker". Just below "Joker" is golden underlining, divided by the word "established" in much smaller golden Old English text centered beneath the "oke" in "Joker" with the additional writing "since" just below and to the left and "4 ever" just below and to the right, with both reading vertically down to the cany striped hem, and between them are golden letters in Bebas Print the same size reading "PUDDIN" with overlining and a gold diamond shape just above, and "FREAKY" with underlining just below, both centered with the centered word "style" in a slightly smaller text of Old English right below, just a little higher than the final letters of the two side columns.
Beneath her net stockings can be seen various writings that can't quite be made out, over what appears to be an unbalanced triangle of black diamond symbols on her right thigh, and an upside down heart outlining on the left.
She wears a pair of spiked wristbands of gold with gaps in the under wrist through which they can be unequipped; a large fancy ring like a Semitic belly dancer or harem girl would wear that is shaped to resemble two skulls, one Human and facing down forward down the middle finger of the right hand, the other Hyenid and facing up the finger back to the hand, both wearing 3 sleeved jester hats; a g old chain earring circling 3/4ths of the way to the top of up her right ear lobe fome the bvery botom and held on by a clip at each end with a spike hanging from the chain half waw up the ear, a gold safty pin hanging just below that, andother spike just below that, and another safty pin just below that, right next to the bottom clip, and a silver choker with big gold letter shaped beads in the front reading "PUDDIN".
Her hair is long, wavy, and blond; parted in the middle and completely tied into twin tails with a red right band and blue left bad, except for her bangs that drape down the sides of her face with the half ends of the tail and bangs dyed cotton candy pink on the right and cotton candy blue on the left. In addition to her lipstick, she also wears a light touch of dark eye shadow beneath her eyes highlighting her eye sockets, black heart shaped decal just off to the right from just below the right corner of her right eye on her cheek bone, the word "ROTTEN" tattooed across her her lower back right jaw, and two streaks, one cotton candy red and the other cotton candy blue, running down the sides of her face from beside her eyes, almost as if they had rubbed off from her hair.
The Nails of her right hand's thumb, middle finger, and pinky are polished dark blue with the rest polished dark red, with a black letter panted on each nail of her left hand, excluding the thumb, to were the letters spell "EVIL".
The left hand is also clothed in a vinyl glove that is dark grey except for the very back which is red with an uneven blue triangle with one point at the middle if the edge of edge of the hand, one at the second knuckle of the pinky finger, and the third point between the the base knuckle of the thumb and the black wrist cuff. The fingers of the glove have been cut off in a straight line just beyond the second knuckle of the middle finger with black second knuckles on the three central fingers; and in her hand she carries a decorated baseball bat over her shoulder.
The bat has a handle wrapped good an tight in white wrapping with a design of a blue diamond on each side with red triangles spaced between them like sharp cartoon teeth, closely over and under lined with black stripes just beyond the wrapping, and big red letters spelling out the words "GOOD NIGHT" printed from the top of the bat to the the exact middle, with many more writing that cant be made out scribbled all over the bat, to where it forms a sort of scrip that spans from just below the word "GOOD" all the way down to the diamonds&triangles design, broken by the word "NIGHT".

She looks upon Mr. Stubbs with beautiful blue feminine eyes and begins to speak.
"Hey, Kitten..."
She says sultrily as she presses her self up against him and reaches up to stroke his chin with her free hand.
"I bet it would be REAL fun to make you purr.... Or, perhaps you would like to make me purr?"

*Homac chuckle* "yeah...not according to plan.... So Aileen, *Homac gets a little nervous and looks at aileen* we have been together for a while so, i wanted to ask you something important. would you, do me the honors of....

"I *gasp* think you'd rather *wheeze* - "
Mr. Stubbs gasps, turning his face toward the south wall of the elevator shaft as if to direct the woman's attention toward it.
"I take you *gasp* over to that wall *wheeze*"
Stubs then turns his gaze back to the woman clinging to him.
"And I *gasp* slam you up against it *wheeze* and make you *gasp* scream *wheeze* ..."

In response to the vampire's own question, the jester girl then cups her chin in her left hand and falls silent, deep in thought.

"Call me, "Harley"
The creature answers.
"The Hunchback of Notre Dame was a story of a tragic love triangle.... a tale of love, lust, and loss... The Hunch back was a man named Quasimodo, who had lived in a monastery all his life, because his deformity would cause people to fear and shun him. All his life, he had yearned to see the outside world and when the desire became to great, he was captured by the public, who tied him in the town square and mocked him and jeered as they pelted him with rotten food, all except one... a beautiful Gypsy woman named, Esmeralda, who freed him. Quasimodo was so touched by her kindness, that he fell in love with her. Unfortunately, the priest of the monastery also had a burning desire for her and when she rejected his advances, he had her falsely hanged on religiously superstitious false charges. When Quasimodo found out, he killed the priest and took Esmeralda's body with him into a crypt, where refusing to live without her, he sat down and cradled her body in his arms until he too died. their skeletons were later found with him still holding her in his arms.... What I said wasn't a judgement, it was a sympathetic observation."
Harley then sits down and leans forward with her hands on her knees.
"You wanna talk about it?"
She asks.
"It'll be better for you, if you do..."

The strange jester girl listens attentively and nods, as she scratches behind Dusk's left ear with her left hand.
"It has already been taken from you."
She answers.
"This is not love, it is grief, THAT is why it hurts. Because you know what you had and now that it is gone and you can't stand being without it... And the pain is also so much the greater, because you know it was your own selfish actions that caused you to lose it. As the good book says, we all reap what we sow..."
The girl sighs, looking at Sha sternly as her crazy and disturbing wide grin narrows into a compassionate smile.
A woman doesn't want a man who says "Look at me, everybody!"
She explains.
"She wants a man who looks at her and says "I see you." A man who focuses on her. Makes her the center of his world... Makes HER his world. An man who is willing to sacrifice for her, put her first above his own wants and desires... Protect her, not just from harm, but from sorrow and anger- protect her happiness. look at how Cornelius acts around Luminova and how he is reacting to her current situation... He is watchful, but calm and not over controlling... He leaves just enough room for her to make her own decisions in the situation, he is not leaping in front of her, eager for a fight, but but merely standing at her side and showing that she has his support, civil. We live in civilized times, my friend, maybe great strength and mighty deeds did impress women at one time, or perhaps it was merely a lie that such men of old told themselves as they claimed women who's ancient societies allowed them no right to resist as they were callously traded away by their own fathers to such men as if they were bargaining chips for alliances, but either way, that is not how women this day and age are. If you bring a woman the severed head of of a dragon, she is going to look at you like a psychopath and run."
The girl then frowns.
"Seriously, what use would she even have for a dragons head?..."
She asks.
"You really must be quite mad to think such a thing... Women wants to be romanced and wooed. brought flowers, and jewelry and beautiful clothes... They want to be serenaded, be taken on walks, danced with, swept off their feet and their breaths taken away... As I understand it, She once told you that to win her hand, you would have to best her in what is essentially, a wrestling match. She specifically said that all you need to do to impress her, is simply hold her down. That's what she wants, that's what women want. They want to be held, whether its by the hand, or in more estimate ways; not shocked with bloody acts of violence... Showing off only works with naive little teenagers who don't really even know what love is, not women. If your places had been exchanged in a sense... If she had lived and you had died in battle... If she was the kind of girl who would be become giddy and fawn over you if you had won, she would not mourn your death.... Instead, she would laugh. She would call you a fool, and a looser. is that the kind of woman you would want? because I don't think it is... You want a woman who would mourn you, just as you are mourning her. That woman is an assassin, she likely lives with death on a daily basis with each kill draining away more and more of her soul, little by little. Do you think she would rather you just show her more death, or would she rather you distract her from her from such a grim existence?"
She breaths another sigh.
"This is the cold hard truth, and you know it."
She says.
"You even just now admitted it, yourself... She wanted you to go with her. To help her, as a lover would. And, instead you abandoned her to despair to put another notch on your belt and she died because of it. If you had gone with her you would he been able to realize something was wrong, do something about it, and she would still be alive.... Now that you have realized this, you can now be better for it."
She smiles once again, not an insane wide smile, or a warm friendly smile, but a bright smile of joy.
"Don't be sad and don't let your sadness eat you up, she wouldn't want that. Instead be happy. You have one among you who can return her to you and intends to do just that, all that is required that she be decontaminated first, so she doesn't just die again when revived. Not many are blessed with the second chance you are getting. Look forward to it and swear to yourself to do better and learn from this mistake... Do not waste it..."
Taking her hand from Dusk's head, she reaches her bony hand out and places it on Shaw's right shoulder.
"Smile."
She says, smiling.
Take back the love that you once had from the despair you lost it to... Flush the grief from your heart and hold that love with everything you have... Do not choke it with sorrow, nourish it with joy, because soon, she will be holding you in her arms. You are not alone. You are among friends here... Friends who are united with you in a quest to bring her back. Laugh and have faith."