+1 gun fight

[sweetcandygirl]

A new door opens in the Nexus, signalled by the fact that there is a serious gun-fight on the other end. A young blonde, wearing skin-tight clothes and sporting colorful ponytails, rolls through the door. She fires some shots back into the scene that she just left as cover fire, before slamming the door closed for a brief moment to catch her breath.

It takes her a moment to realize that she doesn't hear the gun fire anymore.

And then she stands, alerted to the fact that she is somewhere new. Somewhere with millions of sights... and sounds... Her eyes get big. And wide.

She puts her gun into a holster at her hips, as she spins around to take in everything all at once. And laughs, as she spins faster and faster, until she gets a little dizzy and has to sit down.

When a random couch shows up right in front of her, it causes another laugh as the girl plops down on the cushy cushions. "I am dreaming... someone pinch me."

Comments

[clark_luthor]

"If we made such a ridiculous thing, the company has a perfectly serviceable complaint department."

[sweetcandygirl]

"I will be serious for a moment... it won't be any fun... but I do think the Nano-bot technology that they implanted into all of our heads was a LuthorCorp product."

[clark_luthor]

Nano bots? He's certainly never heard of his company making anything like that. "If it is, my LuthorCorp is not responsible. I've never heard of your 'Suicide Squad,' and parallel realities are annoyingly common."

[sweetcandygirl]

"Annoying is a four-syllable word that I hear too often." And she even pronounces the word with four syllables.

"I have not met any CEOs before. You must get bored often."

[clark_luthor]

That earns her another raised eyebrow. "And why would you assume that?"

[sweetcandygirl]

"Cause I imagine you gotta stick to a pretty routine schedule, to run an entire company."

[clark_luthor]

"You'd be surprised." He reaches up to stroke in between the fire-lizard's eyes, and she thrums in her throat happily at the attention. "There are demands on my attention, but one of the benefits of being at the top is delegation."

[sweetcandygirl]

Harley has to smirk slightly at hearing the play on words.

"You gotta lot of henchmen and women then?"

[clark_luthor]

He gives her a 'come on, are you kidding me' sort of look. "I have employees. Managers and the like. 'Henchmen' makes it sound like I'm trying to be a supervillain from a children's cartoon."

[sweetcandygirl]

"Gotham is sort of the capital of a dark cartoon...too many henchmen around." She shakes her head slightly.

"How many employees does your company employ?"

[clark_luthor]

Gotham. Go figure. Clark hasn't spent much time there, but it's dull and dreary and so far in the economic toilet that there's pretty much nothing to draw him there.

"Between all LuthorCorp subsidiaries and satellite companies, global employment is around four hundred thousand." He smirks slightly. "Why, are you job-hunting now that you're 'free'?"

[sweetcandygirl]

She whistles at that number.

"Always on the look for a new opportunity..."

[clark_luthor]

All right, fine, he'll humor her. He'd be a fool to dismiss her outright until he knows if she'd be useful or not. After all, the best employee he's ever had wasn't from his universe, and this one's at least familiar with his type of Earth.

Clark folds his arms across his chest, and the golden fire-lizard straightens up, watching her attentively. "All right. Impress me."

[sweetcandygirl]

"I didn't come with my resume..."

She places her hands on her waist. Harley doesn't think any of the things she considers to be assets would be viewed the same way by him.

"Oh! People under-estimate me. All the time. I know that sounds bad... but it really is an advantage, if you know how to use it." And she does.

"I am one of those laugh in the face of fear people."

[clark_luthor]

Thus far, he's not terribly impressed. "And your skill sets? Experience?"

[sweetcandygirl]

Well at least she was right about being under-estimated again.

"I have exceptional agility and strength. I'm immune to most toxins. I'm a skilled gymnast. I'm skilled at hand-to-hand combat and using various weapons. I have a psychiatrist degree."

"And... really don't know what else to tell you, since I don't know what you are looking for."

[clark_luthor]

From Clark's point of view, it's not so much underestimating her as it is that she gave him information he doesn't find useful or relevant at the moment. Personality can be important, but he's far more interested in what she might bring to the table in terms of what she can actually do.

"I'm not looking for anything," he says, tilting his head slightly. "Sometimes it's better to find the job that fits the person instead of the other way around."

[sweetcandygirl]

"When it comes to this person... it is much better seeing me in action."

[clark_luthor]

He smirks a little. "Perhaps. But I have little need for a 'zombie-slayer' at the moment."

[sweetcandygirl]

"Dude... those zombies are just the Bad Guy of the Week. I kick ass no matter the situation. Or the target."

[clark_luthor]

"A hitwoman, then, if you like. LuthorCorp is a legitimate business with no need to send assassins to tip the balance in my favor." Mostly because he already killed most of his enemies, but... details.

"Tell me more of your psychiatrist degree."

[sweetcandygirl]

"If you assume our team always goes out into the field with guns blazing... then sure hitwoman would be an excellent description."

"I graduated with a Doctorate degree."

[clark_luthor]

"And your experience using it?" Mostly he's curious if she's actually done any doctoring with it, or if it's been used purely for combat purposes - getting into the heads of her enemies, and the like. "What did you do before you were incarcerated?"

[sweetcandygirl]

"I was a psychiatrist at Arkham Asylum. The big jail where they put all the bad guys caught by Big Bad Bat."

"I met with many patients there. And still see things others don't. It is all about thinking outside the box."

"When we do the stealth and subterfuge route, they usually call on me to take the lead role." She twirls her ponytail.

[clark_luthor]

His expression darkens slightly to a faint sneer. "Big Bad Bat?" he repeats. "Let me guess, the Batman."