Two of a kind (Joker/ open)

[Golden guardian]

The Ace was sat in a casino, games of chance were a good was for him to spend his time. The sweetness of the win and the bitter of the loss were both connected, two side of the same coin. the chance of defeat vs the chance of victory. However James was bored with such stakes as the easily stolen money he was using now. there was no challenge in this, no big loss, no life changing game. so he upped the stakes.

Moving to the center of the crowded casino James chose a young man in a nice suit. "hello. My I couldn't help admiring your lovely suit." The wicked Ace said, his words brimming with charm. The foolish young man felt nothing different in James' words, no-one ever did, but he smiled, more pleased by the comment than he normally would have been. The seeds had been planted

"Thank you friend." the man answered. James was so nice, the thought.

Then the ace continued, whispering confusing words. "you know I've seen the way you play these games, so well, you almost have them beaten. soon you'll have cracked them i swear" He complimented the man on his meager winnings. the man's mind becoming quite fuddled.

"That means a lot coming from you sir, you honor me with your words." The youth responded, mind now at least temporarily full of fluff.

"i Don't understand why are you so angry friend? Please, take your eyes of my gun, don't shoot those two over there who stole your luck. If you do you'll regret it and end up Killing yourself." James faked his worry and shock, planting those thoughts into the victims head. It would have been safer to charm a little more before attempting this but the fact it had worked so well on the obviously weak willed man and the odds of victory gave James the confidence to try. if it failed he would simply leave if luck did favor the youth.

The young man had never felt so angry at another than as his friend who's name escaped him spoke. how dare those thieves steal his wins and luck. wait. He was looking at the lovely green gun, those pigs deserved to be shot. No-one stole from Warren Soend. In a second the gun was in Warrens hand and two shots had been fired, both killing the blokes Warren thought were thieves.

As the two had crumpled up Warren had been wracked with guilt, he had just wasted two lives through selfish desires and assumptions. "I'm sorry." The young man whispered and shot a third bullet through his temple, which then hit a second person killing an elder woman, one of many running round in a panic after the shots were fired.

Picking his gun up James grinned, Four kills. not only did it work he got an unlucky bystander too, what were the chances? now that was a good bet. James grinned as the panicked masses began to realise someone had locked the exit and that there were no windows. The Ace was gonna have fun tonight, since he held the only key. He just wondered how many luck was smiling on enough to let them leave not dead.

[Mad Girl]

Chaos, it seemed, was following Harley like a lost puppy lately. No matter where she went there was something unexpected. And she wouldn’t have it any other way. She’d come to the casino to size up the place, but after hearing the gunshots she knew there were better games to play. While everyone else went running away from the scene, Harley made her way towards it. She’s dolled up in a dress that is fitted to her supple curves, half in black and half in red. The neckline is a simple box cut that displays her neck and cleavage in a pleasing manner, and the hemline reaches to her knees with the exception of a daring slit to one side. Her hair is down in carefully curled waves that has a very classic feel to it, though her eyes are lined in black in a more modern and daring fashion. Cherry lips curl into a smile at the sight of the bodies, and then her baby blues move to the only other person not running away- James.

She grabs two abandoned drinks on a nearby roulette table and makes her way over, offering him one. “So is there a plan aside from watch them run like frightened chickens?” No matter how refined Harley might appear in terms of physical traits, her voice is pure Brooklyn. But it’s earthy, much like her attitude. There is no preamble or introductions yet, but rather a matter of fact questioning to satiate her curiosity. She has a pretty good hunch this man is the cause of the bodies, and Harley had good instincts on that sort of thing. After all, if he were just one more victim he’d be looking to help or escape. Still, Harley hasn’t made up her mind if she’s playing along or showing him how to properly terrorize the people of Gotham. Both were sound options in her mind, amoung many others.

[Golden guardian]

James was enjoying this, the panic was like a good wine, chilled by fear, with an umbrella of stupidity. The people began to huddle together hoping for safety. Like so many frightened sheep. The only think that could make this better was a drink and a pretty, oops, scratch that. nothing could make this better.

Causally taking the drink from the beauty beside him James grinned, exerting a small amount of charm. Which was a small test to see how well she would respond to his charming. The ace took a slight sip of his ow drink and spoke honeyed words. "Oh, just to have fun. it's a game of chance." The ace smiled again and pulled a tissue out of the air. He wiped his mouth slightly and the paper vanished from sight.

"And chances are most of these foolish social climbers will be begging for death if their luck doesn't hold out." James grinned, taking in Harley's pleasant form the he switched the hand his drink was held in and summoned five playing cards with razor sharp edges. there were three aces with bleeding suit symbols on them, the ace of hearts was missing, the two of hearts one of which was black and the other bleeding. and finally a Grinning queen of hearts. The queen baring a vague similarity to Harley herself. "Pick one. but don't touch the edge, tis sharp." James smiled, lacing his words with charm.

Then once a card was chosen with a turn and a flick of the wrist the remaining cards were tossed into the group, slicing their way into the crowd. Once a card became embedded into a person or just lost momentum it would disappear into black smoke. "Your choice just saved some pain. Lucky for them. Consider those lives a gift, to play with as you wish" he smiled.

[Mad Girl]

A game it would be it seemed. Harley watches the man with a distant amusement, though her smile is wide and genuine. At the request for her to pick a card she covers her eyes with one hand and draws one randomly- pulling the two of hearts. She then observes as he tosses the cards at random people. Afterwards she gives a slightly amused snort. “I’m pretty sure that isn’t how the trick goes, but any good trick is all in not knowing exactly how it works isn’t it?” She looks at her card for a moment and then eyes a nearby security guard trying to calm down the frightened patrons.

“Hey! Rent a cop!” she hollers at him. The man turns, confused, and within a moment he’s struck with the card Harley was holding. She has a hell of a flick to her wrist, and it gets him clean in the throat. As the card disappears into smoke he grips at his cut flesh, gasping and twitching with fear as the blood dribbles over his fingers.

Harley runs a hand through her hair and sits next to James, pulling a cherry from the drink and sucking the booze off it lightly. She’s suddenly very relaxed and smooth. “So you got a name Houdini?”

[Golden guardian]

James grinned, a movie star smile crossing his features. He liked Harley already. she knew how to enjoy a game. "Exactly. Once you know a trick its no longer interesting." His words delightful and delicate. The ace's Grin only widened as the cop was maimed.

As she asked for his name James grinned. Summoning a scaled up black ace of diamonds card which moved around him, the smallest side sliding along the floor smoothly, like the floor was ice. It span around him once blocking him from sight and in a second disappeared. James was gone.

After a slight pause James spoke from behind Harley. Just popping in from no-where. He seemed completely unchanged and spoke calmly, like nothing had happened. "why yes, though i doubt more lovely than your own. I am known as the Ace, the Ace of die-monds. Quite suiting I think" James chuckled, warmly and kindly. A soothing laugh at his own puns. even some of the people in the casino were beginning to relax. not much so, but they just cowered. trying to stay out of his way but not fleeing stupidly. they were enchanted by his words but fear mangled their brains.

James however was completely calm and took a last sip from his drink before taking the paper umbrella from his drink and blowing it upwards. Seeing it float upwards as if blown by winds. He was enjoying showing off for someone like Harley.

[Mad Girl]

Harley was enjoying the show and made no efforts to hide that. She grins easily, and the expression suits her. As he puffs away in smoke and reappears she nearly shrieks with surprise. She settles down quickly though and listens to his name. It sends her into a fit of giggles. Her laugh is jovial, tainted oh so slightly by the madness that ignites it. “Suiting, like the card suits! It’s a joke I get it!” It’s clear she isn’t insulting him in any way with her words. In fact, she’s paying him a compliment. “You’re alright Ace.” She thrusts her hand out to him in friendly gesture. “Harley Quinn, pleased ta meetcha.”

Around them the general public are realizing that there is no exit, so many of them have started to duck behind things for cover. Harley’s pale blue eyes are a stark contrast to the dark smokey makeup lining them, and they look from side to side at the moving crowd. An idea hits, marked by a sudden sharpness to her eyes and smile. It’s there for a moment, nothing more, and then Harley is velvet again. She looks back to the Ace “So… How do you feel about Hide and Seek?” It’s hard to say if the potential for a double entrandra is intentional or not as Harley has, until now, proved to be very blunt with her words. But the potential for literal hide and seek is obvious, though the lady very likely had a way to make it more… sporting.