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Post by Harley Quinn on Sept 12, 2010 22:35:20 GMT
Unable to help herself, Harley rolled her eyes as Harvey's voice changed just enough to become that used by Two-Face. Leaning forward so she was barely inches from Harvey's face, she smiled in an overly-sweet way.
'Two-Face does not exist,' she said again slowly like she was dealing with an infant. 'Hearing his voice, talking differently and acting differently doesn't make him real.'
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Post by Harvey Dent/Two-Face on Sept 12, 2010 22:49:42 GMT
The black rage that always coursed through him whenever anyone questioned his existence burned in Two-Face's veins like the acid that had disfigured his face.
"You're wrong," he hissed. "More than that, you're deluded. Because I know exactly who I am. You don't know who you are. You lie to yourself as much as you lie to everyone else."
Normally Two-Face would already have erupted into violence, but the thought of what both Harvey and Joker would do if he hurt Quinzel and put precous little Miss Hale at risk was enough to keep him fighting for self-control.
"I'm not sure you really exist at all. Like all the best whores, you're anything a man wants you to be, for as long as you're getting paid. I actually think it's easier for me to look in the mirror than it is for you."
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Post by Harley Quinn on Sept 12, 2010 23:03:55 GMT
'I am not a whore,' Harley snapped. 'There's a damn site bit of difference between dropping your knickers for anyone or only doing it when you see a real gain for yourself.'
It wasn't the best she could have argued her point but she didn't feel too inclined to bother going into a long explanation for the benefit of Harvey's imaginary friend.
'And I know exactly who I am,' she stated, a frown on her face. Somehow all she could think of was when she had been lying on her office floor with the Joker stating how she was his. It was starting to become something to define herself by.
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Post by Harvey Dent/Two-Face on Sept 13, 2010 7:01:03 GMT
Two-Face snorted. "Well, obviously. I don't know any hookers who give it away for free, even to their best customers."
He grinned, horribly. "Yeah? Who are you? Who are you really, Harleen Quinzel?"
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Post by Harley Quinn on Sept 13, 2010 13:14:43 GMT
'I think you've got this whole scenario confused,' Harley said, switching which leg she had crossed over the other. 'See, I'm the shrink. I don't have to explain anything about myself to the crazies; they have to explain themselves to me.'
Sitting back slightly, Harley scowled slightly as she watched Harvey. She shouldn't have to explain herself to someone who heard voices in their head and yet this was exactly what her life had come down to.
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