3649/Uncovering a Dark Past

Uncovering a Dark Past
Date of Scene:	13 January 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Darkness, Harley Quinn

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Darkness has posed:
Jackie has finished up making dinner for him and Harley tonight, and it's laid out on the island of the kitchen. She'll see there is a spinach salad with beets, feta cheese, dried cranberries, and a honey balsamic vinaigrette. Set out is a also a set of fettuccine noodles in Alfredo sauce, and around the noodles is various types of items to mix in with it... blackened chicken, sauteed mushrooms, shrimps, and scallops.

He has a bottle of wine, two glasses, and the chairs are set next to each other. As he walks her into the dinner, he tells her, "It's been awhile since it was just the two of us, and I wanted to cook you a nice dinner." Pulling the chair out, and having her sit down before he moves in next to her. "I also wanted to talk about this trip I'm going on, because I don't know what to expect, and it'll be the middle of nowhere so I won't be able to talk to you..." pouring the wine for her, and then a glass for himself, "...except through the Darklings." He raises his glass to her in toast, "And I'm hoping you won't get into too much trouble while I'm gone."

Harley Quinn has posed:
Harley grins girlishly as she sits next to Jackie, and she lifts up her wine glass, tilting her head. "I dunno what you mean, Baby. When have I ever gotten into too much trouble?" Not even she can keep a straight face.

"But I'm worried about YOU. This is serious stuff, Jackie..."

Darkness has posed:
Jackie carefully taps Harley's glass, and takes a drink before digging into the salad. "Hmm..." He thinks for a moment, before saying "Well, lets say whatever it is that you get into, I will tear down the Arkham place brick by bloody brick if you end up there again..." His tone serious, especially give previous discussions, "...and I will be quite frustrated with you."

Finishing up his salad, he adds, "I'll have a couple of the Darklings watching you. So even if something gets moving in that direction, you have nothing to worry about from there.. I promise." Letting those dark thoughts slip away, Jackie offers a crooked grin, "It is serious, but it's important. I think the more I learn about the Darkness the better I can control it. I've got no idea what we'll find, but I'll be careful... I doubt we'll find anything about the Darkness in bright sunlit forest copse."

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Yeaaah," Harley concedes. "I promise not to get locked up, Baby. If YOU promise not to get into anything you can't handle. You'll let me know through the Darklings that you're doing okay? Not Humperdink, though. He relays messages through interpretive dance." Harley watches Jackie as she finishes her salad.

Darkness has posed:
"Ok. I really appreciate it, Harley..." Jackie tells her in all honesty, "I just, can't, imagine you back in that place. Ok?" He scoops out some pasta, throws in some chicken and mushrooms, and then scoops some out for Harley. "I'll keep you up to date. Even if nothing bad is happening, because I'm sure if I learn something you'll want to hear about it." He grins at the thought of Humperdink, "Ok. I'll send New York, he's not bad, just sounds like he's from the Bronx most days."

After another few bites, Jackie adds "You know, some day I'd like to hear about you, from your own view, and about how you ended up where you did. Some stuff is in the news, but nothing is all true until you hear it from a source."

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Ohh, what's to tell?" Harley replies with a giggle. "I was framed, anyway. None of that stuff was truuuue." Something in her eyes conveys that it isn't something she's ready to talk about. Not on the eve of Jackie leaving. Lest he should decide never to come back. "But I'll tell ya someday. Soon. When you come back. Promise."

She takes some scallops and mushrooms, adding them to her pasta, and begins the ocd habit of winding the perfect bite onto her fork.

Darkness has posed:
Jackie gives a small nod, knowing what it's like to have things in your past you'd rather not talk about, and respects her right to privacy. "Hey, Beautiful..." putting his fork down to rest a hand on her thigh, "...you don't /have/ to tell me anything. Won't make a difference one way or the other. Just curious is all, ok? No pressure."

Picking his fork back up, he goes back to eating, "Sure at some point Uncle Frankie is going to find out about you, and want to talk. So that should be fun..." Yes, his tone is saying it is decidedly NOT going to be fun.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"I'll talk...when we have more time. Right now, I just want to focus on you, while I have the chance." She winks and takes another bite. "I want tonight to be SO special..."