6197/Patrol Aftermath

Patrol Aftermath
Date of Scene:	16 January 2019
Location:	New York City
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Fairchild, Harley Quinn

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Fairchild has posed:
It's early in the morning at the location Fresh market one of those old newyork streets in queens that's been around for longer than everybody been alive.. Old stalls run by generations and brick and mortar stores all with that old style. Right now everybody is just unloading items getting ready to start the day. But for Caitlin this is the wind-down time, she's done a full patrol so right now she's picking up food for later. It's easier to shop when you look like her in the mornings less attention for the redhead when your 6ft and a half and well have the body like power girl and Amazon good looks.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Harley Quinn has been up allllll night. And she's not really even happy about it. Last night involved teaching a bunch of people the error of their ways, and it wasn't even /fun/. Disgusting. The powder-pale woman is out of her normal stomping ground anyway, but heads down the street, her own Jersey accent painfully notable here in NYC. "C'mon, SOMEBODY around here's gotta have a decent cuppa coffee! Who's a girl gotta shoot to get some service around here??"

Fairchild has posed:
Like Harley, she steps into one of her favorite little Italian bakery shops that do freshly roasted coffee. This late at night least for her primo java is a must. She steps up behind Harley looking at the girl wearing the rather colorful outfit. She shrugs though her hero outfit is just as bad, Only thing she doesn't realize that since she's 6ft 6 and Harley is 5ft 3 that means that she causes Harley to be wrapped in shade.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Harley notices when the shadow gets cast over her. "Hey, King Kong." She says, her voice annoyed. "How bout ya back off and give a girl some room? Just cuz--" She gets that far before she turns to give what she figures is some hulking guy a piece of her mind and ends up face to chest with Caitlin. "Holy /crap/." She looks up. "What are you, Wonder Woman's irish sister or somethin'?"

Fairchild has posed:
Caitlin Fairchild Blinks and looks down and spots what she did and only gets redder " oh sorry ! " she steps back " Still not used to it..". She brushes those long red locks out of the way ' I'm not an amazonian.. you know you're the 3rd person who asked me that".

Harley Quinn has posed:
The comment gets Harley's interest, and she looks at Caitlin with more interest, watching her body language, her mannerisms. Reading her. The pale woman plays it off with light comedy still, though. "What, you got bit by a radioactive supermodel or somethin'?" She takes one step back, to both get a better angle and to move closer towards the counter.

Fairchild has posed:
Blinks " Ummm no " She says through her body language says Awkward in the worst way like not comfy in her own body or not used to it. She shakes her head ' I've never modeled before too ug" she catches herself and gives a smile " Never done it.. are you model? You look good enough for it'. Then she blinks and looks away embarrassed.

Harley Quinn has posed:
That gets an amused look from Harley. "Most magazines ain't exactly pushing the albino look." She quips. By contrast, Harley is extremely comfortable in her own skin. "Thanks for the compliment, though. Coffee?" Having reached the counter, she turns after that and drops in her order for her own.

Fairchild has posed:
Steps up " Umm extra large mug filled with expresso ". Normally that would get you double, nor triple takes thankfully not her first time here, so she hands over the extra money for it. She looks to Harley giving a brilliant smile " You deserve it not a lot of girls can pull off hotpants , I couldn't I'd be redder than my hair."

Harley Quinn has posed:
Harley grins. "I thrive on attention." She admits. "You don't. You grew up without people payin' ya lots of attention." She can't help it, she's already psychoanalyzing the redhead. "So what makes for the fountain'a hotness?"

Fairchild has posed:
Blushes a bit more when Harley calls her hot, so she plays with the stir stick not sure how to answer.. even as she walks towards two chairs in the coner.. big lazy boys "You think I'm hot? " though when she sits, and it creaks something awful she winces "sorry " clearly this happens a lot.