UN: RuffStuff - Private

[fantabulousandwich]

[So someone broke in, stripped off their power ranger costume, and.... left her a big dog? There's only one person it could have been.]

To: Slade
From: Harley

Your new uniform looks stupid.

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[ikonsuit]

All I did was mend a hole in the shoulder, Quinn. Can you really tell the difference?

You've got good eyes.

[fantabulousandwich]

[Right, she forgot: at some point she changed Slade's- Wilson's- text/ringtone again.]

You're handing out compliments now? What, are you sick?

I don't mean playing seamstress; I mean this knock-off power ranger bullshit. You decided your 40 abs weren't being emphasized enough?

How do you even seen out of this visor? Never figured you for a rose-tinted glasses type.

[Of course she's trying it on.]

[ikonsuit]

Said your eyes were good. Didn't say you were using them for anything worthwhile.

( Much better. )

I don't need a visor. Unlike you, my eye is good AND I put it to good use. If nothing else, I can see well enough to tell you that I don't know what you're talking about.

Anyone trying to frame me is doing a shit job at it, it sounds like. All you need is a big sword and hint of orange for the GCPD to have my name in their book, and this person can't even be assed to do that much.

Find better enemies.

[fantabulousandwich]

[There's the Wilson she knows and- well, knows, anyway.]

Right, so you're not the one who left his costume and a present in my apartment. Guess I got a secret admirer. Who's running around Gotham naked.

You know you can't get credit for doing nice shit unless you actually fess up to it, right?

[ikonsuit]

I'm always doing nice shit for you.

You think I'd crawl in your window, leave my suit on your floor, and wouldn't be waiting in bed for you to join me? Almost wish it was me, but it's not.

[fantabulousandwich]

You? Please. You break into my apartment and drink my milk. And don't even have the grace to bring me flowers while you're at it.

[A beat.]

It really wasn't you?

Then who the FUCK left their clothes and their dog in my place?? WHO DOES THAT

Wilson. I think maybe I got a stalker.

[ikonsuit]

No. It wasn’t me.

You’re in Gotham. This should be a regular Friday to you.

But you’re a big girl. You know how to handle a baseball bat. It’s not like you need my permission to knock some creep into next Tuesday. Or my help.

How’s the dog? Feral or friendly?