Log; Ongoing

[catofprey.livejournal.com]

WHO: Helena Kyle, Harley Quinn and later Dinah Lance
WHERE: Some fashion district
WHEN: May 27th, afternoon
WARNINGS: Violence and language
SUMMARY: Helena found out her world's Harley Quinn just killed her Oracle's boyfriend. She's out for blood.
FORMAT: para to start, then whatever

Helena had told Dinah that she had to work. It was a flimsy excuse but Dinah had at least bought it long enough for Helena to get out of the house. Maybe it would have been more believable if she wasn't heading out in her Huntress outfit, but Helena didn't need much time.

If she had been thinking, she would have thought about how how killing Dr. Quinzel wouldn't do any good here, that Dr. Quinzel would just come back. That it wasn't even the Dr. Quinzel that had killed Wade. But Helena wasn't in a really thinking mood right now. She wanted vengeance for Wade and she was going to get it as best she could.

She was surprised at how easily she had been able to find Dr. Quinzel. It helped that she had known what she looked like and that she liked nice things. The detective work was usually Barbara's job, but Helena had picked up a thing or two. She figured that if she staked out some of the higher end districts, she'd eventually run into her.

And Helena did. Dr. Quinzel had longer hair and was more endowed than her version, but she knew it was her. Springing from where she was resting on the rooftops, she leaped down to the ground, crouching in front of Dr. Quinzel.

"Bitch," she spat. "I'm going to make you pay for what you did."

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[quinnade.livejournal.com]

Harley Quinn was treating herself in the high-end fashion districts of the City. She had shopping bags and her casual red sequin roller blades (screw what the clerks thought, she had money!). She just bought some intimates for whenever her baby got out of prison. Outside of the store, she was smacking her gum when Helena landed in front of her, throwing that ugly word.

"Uh, 'xcuse you?" She cocked her eyebrow at this strange lady. "If you're lookin' for the club lately, those don't open 'till late."

[catofprey.livejournal.com]

"You took my trust and you used it to hurt people, to kill people close to me," Helena growled, her eyes flashing with anger. Harleen would have no clue what she was talking about, but Helena was beyond that kind of reasoning. All she wanted to do was hurt Harley.

"Now you're going to pay for it!" she growled, launched herself at the other woman.

[quinnade.livejournal.com]

"Hey!!" Harley yelped, dropping her shopping bags and crossing her arms in front of her face in defense. The impact from Helena's pounce and her slippery blades sent her straight to her back on the hard pavement. Harley was not happy.

"Okay, lady. Ya wanna play? We'll play," she growled.

[catofprey.livejournal.com]

Helena crashed Harleen into the ground and rolled forward and off of her. She came up in a defensive crouch, waiting to see what the other woman would do.

"Huntress," she hissed. "The name is Huntress."

[quinnade.livejournal.com]

"Huntress?" She raspberried. What a day. Well, she hadn't fought a chick in leather in a while. It was time to exercise her lean muscles.

Harley struggled to her feet, balancing on her skates. She had done this before. It was going to be easy-peasy. She held out her arm, her fingers making a 'come hither' motion. "Come an' get it."

[catofprey.livejournal.com]

The other woman's careless attitude irked Helena, like she didn't even care what she had done or who she had hurt.

Helena gave a feline growl and launched her self at Harleen again, this time with a side kick. She was going to beat the hell out of this woman and not stop until she was dead.

[quinnade.livejournal.com]

She was on the look out, extending her arm to block the kick. It still had some impact, making her arm sore, but it was better than the ribs. She growled, trying to grab onto Helena's leg and throw her around.

[catofprey.livejournal.com]

Helena smashed through the glass window Harley through her into and twisted in the air to land on her feet and hands best she could. Tiny shards of glass dug into her palms as she braced herself. She had definitely been thrown through that window with more strength than a normal human had.

Helena didn't waste anytime though and sprung back in attack. Helena was surprised at how well Harleen fought for a psychiatrist, her blows hurt and she landed more than Helena would have imagined. She lost track of how many bruises, lacerations, and bruised ribs she got in the short amount of time they were fighting.

"You might as well just go down, bitch," Helena snarled. "I'm not giving up."

[quinnade.livejournal.com]

The crash along with the agonizing screams of shoppers was satisfying to Harley's ears. She grinned maniacally even as Helena was back on the prowl, attacking with such force and rage. Harley fought back. She was a dirt fighter and did not hesitate to scratch, pull hair, and throw all the low-blow punches. Yet they were evenly matched. Harley matched Helena's injuries and she was getting woozie from how many times she was getting bopped on the head.

"Eattt my shorts," she slurred before spitting at her feet.

[catofprey.livejournal.com]

"What are you, retarded?" Helena shouted at her, angered further by the stupid comment. People's deaths were not jokes.

Rushing forward to headbutt Harleen, Helena knew all she had to do was get her hands around the other woman's throat and it would take just a few moments to squeeze the life out of her.

[quinnade.livejournal.com]

"No, I'm Batman!" Harley waved her hands before topping it off with her two pointer fingers framing her head like bat ears. "Na na na na!"

In the midst of her cat calling, Helena got the upper hand and headbutted Harl. She yelped "WOOPS!" and fell over easily due to her skates. She fall on her butt, back of her head hitting the concrete. For a minute, she was out.

[catofprey.livejournal.com]

The Batman comment was the last straw. Harleen had pretty much managed to hit just about every one of Helena's buttons and she was really seeing red now. The instant Harleen was on the ground, she pounced and gripped her by the throat.

"I'm going to make you pay for what you did to him," she growled.

[ooc: now it's time for Dinah to save Harley!]

[iseetragedy.livejournal.com]

Dinah hadn't really bought the whole going to work thing, not at all actually. Helena was right to think that going to work was a flimsy excuse, it really was. When she finally came to where Helena and Quinzel were fighting she started to run, Helena was seriously angry. This was not good, angry Helena was never good.

"Helena!" she cried out.