Owner	Pose
Harley Quinn	Harley Quinn It starts with a thumping a lot of techno-like like but then thiers a voice old and familiar .. An ICON, a country music legend dolly patner! But there she is wearing shorts and a T-shirt, maybe it's a Bruce shirt, maybe not hard to say!      But right now, she seems to have taken over the kitchen and is busy making breakfast. It seems like pancakes.. eggs.. bacon, and sausages.. it actually smells good too! "But she's singing too " JO-LEEN! https://youtu.be/8xpbuSZGA4c?si=HC86VNV1LVMOp9pT
Damian Wayne	A motorcycle brings Damian Wayne into the Batcave from the great outdoors. Rollling his shoulder, Robin steps off the birdcycle and he approaches a place where he might stitch himself up. It's a quick work, the wounds weren't terrible. Just the price of careless action. Yet, as he moves, he notices that Harley Quinn was in the kitchen as he followed the camera feeds. "Great." He lifts his hand to remove his domino mask, setting it aside so he can focus on getting changed. The youngm an who emerges from the elevator wears his black hair short, yet his green eyes are just as hard. He wears a white button up shirt with black slacks and shoes. He approaches Harley as she's singing to Joleen. "Harley. If you're poisoning the food, you and I are going to have a conversation."
Harley Quinn	Harley Quinn He beams a huge smile and laughs. " Alfred has the flu. I'm making breakfast.. " She looks him over, but she doesn't say anything ... She just puts down a plate next to him and walks over to pull out a first aid kit..      She glares at him. "Have some breakfast and take that shirt off.. I bet you just gave yourself a little spray and thought, " She does her Bruce impression terrible one at that " I'll just walk it off cause I'm Batman," she sniffs.. but she waits for the boy wonder to remove his shirt so she can actually tend those wounds he's ignoring.
Damian Wayne	Damian stares at Harley for a moment, his arms crossing over his chest. "Alfred Pennyworth has the flu?" He seems to shake his head ever so slightly. "Doubtful, but it's nice that the butler gets a break." He actually cares very deeply for Pennyworth, like a grandfather figure even, but he won't show it. Not in front of Harley anyway. When she demands that she take his shirt off so she can treat him, on the basis that his pride got in the way, Damian stares. "Pretty sure you're a psychologist not a dermatologist or surgeon." He frowns softly. "I already gave it a stitch." He reaches and starts unbuttoning his shirt, getting to a good enough spot where Harley can see plenty of his injuries. Though it's clear he didn't bother to clean most of them, only the serious-looking ones. Looks like he got into a knife fight with Freddy Krueger. ...and won.
Harley Quinn	Harley Quinn sighs and looks over. "I've still got a Ph.D... and I still went to med school, smarty pants," she snarks back. " I'm not the mini bat trying to be all that, " She counters.. as she starts to clean his wounds.. "You gotta clean these better.. youth will only let you get away from with it so far, wonder butt " .      sigh why does she always like the company of stubborn unavailable types. But she jabs at him, "Oiy eat. " She comments, " And don't lie to me and say you picked something up cause I know you spent all night beating on some mugger or something " .
Damian Wayne	Damian just sits there, grumbling as Harley tries to tend to Damian's wounds. He winces on occasion, though he seems to be sitting there peacefully. No sudden jerks, no shoving her off, he just accepts that Harley isn't going to let it go and if she poisons him? He'll ship her to Blackgate. So it works out. But, he seems to scoff. "I clean it fine. I'm enjoying my youth while I have it. I'll worry about it when I'm old." Damian remarks, though suddenly she's jabbing him. "Hnnh." He shakes his head. "What did you make."
Harley Quinn	Hand on hip, " Breakfast doufus," She says and shoves a plate of eggs.. sausages, and bacon at him.. but she also has some fresh tomatoes.. with a little salt and olive oil.. and some freshly baked bread. 5t the only odd thing is a touch of curry powder on the eggs to give them a touch more flavor.      She sniffs " i'm starting to see why alfred needed a break ya know "
Damian Wayne	"Breakfast." Damian sighs. "Great." He looks out the window, squinting his eyes for a moment before a plate of eggs, bacon, and sausage is slid right in front of him. "Why do I feel like you want something." Damian remarks with a frown, considering that she also has fresh tomatoes with salt and olive oil, with the addition of bread - freshly baked considering the scent of it. But, he tends to just shrug a little bit. "Yeah. Well, Alfred definitely didn't complain." He reaches for a fork, lifting it to try some of the eggs, letting the taste sit in his mouth for a moment, as though h weas determining it by ingredient if it was going to kill him if he swallowed or not.
Harley Quinn	Harley Quinn She looks at him and sighs, " If I wanted to kill ya. I woulda used a bat yeh git. " She shakes her head as she pulls out some tread and sprays his side.. She starts to do proper, nice, small stitches on the bad wound.. she stitches another two he thinks are small and doesn't need when they actually do.      she is right. She doesn't do the whole poison thing well. If she does, it's gonna be like 100 people, not just one.. she doesn't do that stubble soft murder stuff solo.. that's more personal.. more she goes at you with a battery and pliers.
Damian Wayne	"Fair." Damian takes the time to eat his meal, picking at each ingredient before his eyes. A bite of egg, a bite of bacon, a bite of sausage there as well. He seems to be enjoying the home-cooked meal that Harley just decided to make for him. Well, maybe not for /him/ in particular, but maybe for the family themselves. All the same, Damian seems to be content in that moment. Though he shrugs ever so softly as she starts working on his wound. He still doesn't wince. "Was wondering where that was." He turns his head to look at her. "Hm. Not bad work." He looks at how she manages that stitch.