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seaofhearts2016-01-26 01:16 am
patchworkcat) wrote in seaofhearts2016-01-26 01:16 am
Bad Dog
Who: Rahti and Cheshire (closed), then open reactions
What: Rahti is a very bad dog who breaks the rules
Where: The Hub--before the next World, but after the pizza party
Warnings: Death, blood, eventual cannibalism, vague eye gore
What: Rahti is a very bad dog who breaks the rules
Where: The Hub--before the next World, but after the pizza party
Warnings: Death, blood, eventual cannibalism, vague eye gore
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[He knows, but it's still hard to focus. It's hard to keep himself calm because... well, he's always been emotional, hasn't he? It would be easier if he could shut down, shut it off, but then he wouldn't be able to focus on the things that matter. He has to focus.]
[It sounds stupid and she sounds like a doctor and he hates anything associated with doctors but he does his best to just focus on the numbers and breathe in time.]
[... It's working, but there's still that twisting in his gut that makes him want to start yelling and lashing out even if he can't move.]
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She hears his breathing begin to slow, a smile touching her lips.]
There ya go. Yer doin' great, Kenny... Jus' a few more times, ya know? [And boy, did she understand. Though she would likely react in much the same way as Ken under other circumstances, there were actually a few things in Harley's favor: her training, her age, and the fact that she was 110% certifiably psychotic. She's able to distance herself from it and compartmentalize what's happening, but only because an anxiety attack is small on the listening problems they have right now.]
I get it, believe me... There's any number'a things ya wanna do right now, an' patiently breathin' ain't at the top'a the list... but ya gotta. [And when they're released, if he's still reacting, she has another plan of action if it need be.]
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[It's like when the Admins came up for question and answer sessions. He takes a slow breath, and then another, before letting out a long sigh.]
... Yeah. And besides, I don't know if you know what a Fastball Special is.
[He can't help a tiny smile at that. Even if they didn't succeed, that was satisfying to at least try on Jason.]
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I've heard the term, though I would like ta clarify who is in what position beforehand, ya know? I'd rather be the pitcher than the ball... [Harley had been thrown from far too many things (Windows... cannons... a rocket) over the years to let someone bodily launch her, thanks very much.
The smile eases.]
Ya good? [Unvoiced is the presumed: 'as ya can be?' because Harley is pretty clear that none of them are really 'good' right now.]
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[He wants to nod again, forces the panic down again, and sighs.]
Yeah.
[Considering everything. But at least he's not about to start hyperventilating again... probably.]
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[There are places Harley would typically go with that comment, but Ken is only 11
even at 14 mental years it would be a bit much.]That a fact? You'll hafta tell me about it sometime...
[Another tight smile, and she'd nod if she could.]
Good... I really didn't wanna whack ya one, ya know?
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Yeah. It was pretty funny, actually...
[Sort of, at least. He huffs a little bit at her last comment, though.]
If you could catch me.
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She makes a small sound of contemplation.]
What kinda ground clearance we talkin' about? [It's all small talk, but until they can move again, there's nothing to be done but keep him calm.
A soft chuckle this time.]
Wha' d'ya want me ta do? Time ya in a three yard dash? I mean, I can, but if just shove somethin' in front'a ya an' then whack ya.
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[Thanks, Ruana.]
That's true. I got pretty fast from months of running to safety around Shadows.
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Alright... that's pretty impressive. Was ya pitchah human? [Because it was typically a dupe of some sort or another on the pitcher end of things. She snorts under her breath again.]
Well... It's easy ta say so when we're both stuck in one spot, ya know? Sounds like'a bunch'a hot air if ya ask me, but... [Insert a shrug without the shoulder raise. Harley knew martial arts and, as a meta human, was basically like a DC version of Captain America... with lesser morals... and a higher proclivity for murder... and insane.]
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Just faster than one, yeah... or willin' ta take 'em out at the knee if ya ain't. [She wondered how many of the others would be willing to do so.]
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I've had my share of issues with smaller people an' in my opinion, they ain't all pushovers by a long shot. [Here's looking at *you* Robin. :| ]
An' if yer smaller, then ya gotta do what ya gotta do an' sometimes that means fightin' a bit dirtier.
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