She's Mad But She's Magic

Roy was perched on the edge of a building, watching the traffic pass busily down below, people walking and not even seeing him. He was shrouded in the dark and damp evening, rain falling lazily from the sky in a dismal drizzle. His hair was plastered to his forehead, and he pushed it away carelessly when it dropped into the vision past his mask. Due to the weather and the late hours of the evening, crime wasn't as booming as he's seen it before. Gotham was uncharacteristically quiet besides the sounds of the cars below. Roy's fingers itched to use his bow, and he pressed his fingertips together uselessly. Sighing, he decided to make his way back to Mount Justice, as he'd been helping out more around there lately than normal due to not getting a lot of leads on his own.

Kora leaned back in her chair in the bat cave, tapping a manicured finger against her chin as her eyes scanned the several monitors displaying information in front of her. She had a few crime stations and websites up, patrolling the news for any new leads. Dick had left her there in the bat cave, shivering and awaiting him to tune into the radio comm to give her periodic updates as he patrolled the city solo. She was bored and cold and there wasn't anything happening, and she would rather be out with him in the action then sitting back and waiting for him to say anything. She hadn't heard anything from him in awhile, but she wasn't allowing herself worry yet. Dick would let her know regardless.

Lolita's feet hurt, even after taking off her shoes and walking the streets of Gotham barefoot. The job had not gone nearly as well as predicted. Mean ole Bat's came and ruined the whole thing and took her daddy back off to Arkham, her mummy was a mess and Lolita had this nasty bruise on her thigh from where boy wonder had hit her with his stupid staff thing, and not to mention the few bruises and cuts sporadically scattered on her body from when daddy got mad. Honestly, she had no idea how she had managed to get out of there like she had.. But man, she was exhausted. Ahead, she could see what seemed like a couple of Penguin's goons, but they were pretty pathetic and shouldn't bother her, thankfully.

"Heading back in, Kora," he relayed over the radio back to the girl that was sitting in the batcave not doing shit. He had left here there earlier, expecting a calm night, but it had been turned around when Batman showed up and they went to take down Joker and his kid and goons. Lolita had gotten away, but not before giving him a probably concussion. Jerk. At least he knew he had gotten her. "If you hear anything about a pink hair psycho before I get back lemme know."

Roy was leaping across the edges of each building on his way home, his feet landing on each building with a resounding thump and a huff from him. He paused to take a breath and looked down, seeing a gang of people hanging out at the edge of a dark alleyway below. He looked closer and noticed the distinct costume that detailed them as some of Penguin's henchmen, and saw that a pink haired girl was approaching them, looking like she was limping. In a moment, he pushed the hair from his eyes with a sigh before vaulting off of the top of the building. He threw himself into a dodge roll and landed up on his feet in a split second between the girl and the gang of people. In a moment, he pulled out his crossbow and shot an arrow that deposited foam that stuck all of the gang together, and he turned to grab the girl securely around the waist and shoot an arrow that made a zip line to the next building. "Hold on," He remarked to her before the line took them back up to the building rooftop. Roy set the girl on the edge before heaving up and sitting down beside her. "Looking a little bit beat up, but still very beautiful," He commented, giving her a wink before pressing a button on his armor that alerted the police. "Would you let me patch you up while you tell me how you got here?" He continued, quirking up an eyebrow.

Kora hummed when she heard Dick on the radio comm. "Sure thing, boy wonder. Alfred's got cookies in the oven for when you get home," She said, giggling a little under her breath and searching around quickly on the Internet. The news of Nightwing and Batman defeating the Joker again only appeared a few minutes after Nightwing had radioed in. She tapped into police radios that were in on the shambles of the building they destroyed, but heard nothing of the pink girl.

Lolita stumbled a little when a man landed in between her and Penguin's men, who would not have been a problem at all to her really, and shot them with some fancy arrow that bound them all together. The man then grabbed her and shot up towards the top of a building with another fancy arrow. She held onto him when he did and would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy the feeling of his muscles (which were amazing by the way). Sitting at the edge of the building, she pulled her hair up in a ponytail, resisting the urge to roll her eyes at his comment of looking beat up but beautiful. "Rough night, just was bad timing, that's all. And I don't need patched up, suga', just home," she told him. He couldn't have been a Gotham City native since he obviously had no clue who she was. Lolita just hoped to get out of there before the cops would show up to get Pengu's guys. They would definitely be able to identify her. She really didn't feel like fighting anymore tonight. She might have gotten the strength that Harley has (and the immunity to Ivy's toxins) but Jesus, it had been a long night already. Her phone buzzed - it was a text from her mum saying that she talked Ivy into helping her break daddy out of Arkham again and would be there with her for the next few days.

The talk of cookies made the trip back home go by so much quicker. "Please tell me they're the snickerdoodles. Which, by the way do not snicker not resemble a doodle, so why are the called that?" Dick asked when he was inside the bat cave. Alfred walked in moments later with the tray of snickerdoodles and Dick shoved at least three in his mouth. "Any news on Harley and Lolita?" he asked, mouth still full, and plopping himself in the empty seat.

"I can do that, as long as you're sure," He said, watching as she pulled out a phone and checked it. It wasn't long before he heard the police sirens disrupt the quiet night air, and he jumped up on his feet. "We should get going. You need me to carry you? You can hop on my back, no big trouble," Roy offered, looking down at her with an out reached hand to help her up.

"All I know is I told Alfred to make them because they're your favorite," She said, her eyes looking him over as he walked in to survey the damage. "Thank you Alfred!" Kora called out as she grabbed a few herself, shoving one in her mouth and setting the others out as she pulled out a first aid kit. "There's only news reports of what happened but nothing afterwards, nobody's seen any pink girls. However, I think Red Arrow's suit buzzed in the police a few minutes ago, so he might've found something. I already tapped into the police units cars on the scene to see what they find," She rattled off, pulling out some things from the kit before turning to Dick. She started by taking off his mask, before gently taking off the pieces of armor he had on as he ate his cookies. Kora assessed the damage, wiping away any blood and bandaging any scratches she found.

"Go to Queen's Street, I live in the one apartment complex there," Lolita told him as she took his hand and stood back up. The apartment building was owned by one of the people daddy worked with and she was able to live there rent free. And she did, most of the time, unless her parents were planning something that needed her help. It was only then, when she stood up, that she really felt how much she hurt, but she gritted her teeth and pushed herself through it. "I'm fine, you really don't have to carry me unless you want to." She knew she could make it through the trek back, but she also knew how nice it would be to be carried. "You aren't from around here, are you? I know every one of GC's heroes and I don't recognise you. Gotta name, Mr. Arrow-Dude?" The wailing of the police cruiser sirens freaked her out, even still when she was positive that this guy had no idea who she was.

"Yeah, thanks!" Dick's appreciation came out muffled because he was still eating. He let Kora take off his super cool Robin armour as he listened to her talk about Red Arrow. Now that guy was a jerk. Yeah, sure, he wasn't getting what he wanted out of their super cool band of super heroes, but that didn't mean he had to be a dick all the time to the people who stuck around. "Good, maybe he caught her. "I'm not concussed am I?" he asked, though knowing the answer as probably not. He was eating fine and talking fine, so there didn't seem to be a problem at all.

Roy's eyes surveyed her as she got out, catching her wince when she finally realized how beat up she was. He shook his head a little with a sigh and stepped in front of her, kneeling down so that she could grab onto his back. "C'mon, I can see that you're hurting, and it'll go faster anyways," He said, looking behind his shoulder with a smile until she got onto him. "They call me Red Arrow, but you can just call me Red," Roy replied, standing up once she was on his back, holding onto her with one hand while he shot off an arrow to lower them down to the street over. Once they were on the ground, he started walking with his hands tucked underneath the crooks of her knees. "What's your name, Pinky?" He asked with a quiet laugh, the street they were walking down empty and dark.

Kora looked over him, trying to remain clinical even though Dick looked quite nice shirtless, his lithe, muscular body still managing to look badass even though he was covered in bandages. When he asked if he was concussed, she snorted but leaned in closer to look in his eyes. "I think you're going to be just fine, Boy Wonder," She said with a giggle, even though she already knew because he was talking and eating just fine. "I bet you missed me when you were out," She challenged, smirking as she packed up the first aid kit and returned it where she found it. She came back and plunked down in a seat next to him, taking another bite of a cookie.

Lolita bit down on her lower lip for a moment before getting onto his back, arms and legs wrapped around him. She let out a little laugh at calling him Red. That what mummy called Auntie Ivy. It always seemed like a strange relationship between the two when she was younger, but now she completely knew what was going on with them. "You can call me Lolly," she told him after a moment of thought. Obviously she couldn't tell him her real name, but Lolly was close enough to it that it could be a nickname and he wouldn't think it was for anything. It was perfect.

"Good, 'cause I think if I were concussed I wouldn't be eating all these snickerdoodles and I am so yeah," Dick shrugged before shoving another one into his mouth. "I bet you missed me when I was out," he retorted, a grin growing on his face. He did think that Kora was quite fit and they often had these stupid little arguments about who missed how and who was better than who. Whoever won these little arguments varied daily, though.

Roy raised an eyebrow at the name, letting it go as he continued to walk. "So what are the chances that I'll be seeing you again, Lolly?" He asked as he continued down the street, turning to corner and seeing Queen's Street approaching in front of them. He took a moment to look down and see that he could wrap his entire hand around half of her calf, fascinated by how strong but small the girl was. He was quite upset that he would have to leave her soon as her apartments were close, as he would've liked to spend more time getting to know her.

Kora moved to place her legs on Dick's lap, crossing them at the ankle and scooting close enough that her thighs were more so on him than her calves. She didn't know much about personal space when it came to Dick, most of the time. She sometimes wondered if her massive crush on him showed as much as she thought it did. While he did happen to flirt back with her occasionally, she never really had a clue if he had feelings for her otherwise. "I know you did because I know you like seeing my cute little ass in my Robin shorts," She teased, knowing she was being cocky but not really caring anyways. In her defense, she did swear she had seen him looking at her while fighting baddies, though she always alternated between cute little shorts or a short skirt because it tended to distract enemies, which is what gave her a good advantage in a fight.

"Pretty great actually. I always seem to be in the middle of something I shouldn't be way too much," she laughed, and then winced, realising that even that even laughing hurt. Stupid boy wonder really did do a number on her. She frowned when she realised that they were getting closer and closer to her apartment complex. "Do you want to come in for a cup of coffee or tea or something? You probably had a long night and it's just going to keep being a long night so a cup of Joe would help, yeah?" she asked him. It was real nice being carried around, and it was even better by a guy who wasn't that bad looking either. He really was quite good looking, she'd admit, but maybe not out loud. Lolita felt comfortable enough to let him in her apartment. She knew that there wasn't anything laying around that would show that would give away that she wasn't really a good guy, or even just a civilian. Plus, there wasn't any family photos around either - her family wasn't the kind of people to document anything to look at and remember fondly later on.

Dick placed his hands on her thighs leaning in towards her just slightly and let out a sigh of defeat. "Yeah, alright, you're right: I did miss you when I was out there kicking ass with Batman," he laughed, "and those shorts, yeah, they are real nice." He smirked as he thought about her cute bum in the Robin shorts she had. It was even better that they were Robin shorts, shorts with his name, his symbol on them.

"Yeah sure, babes. Plus I think I can help doctor you up a bit, if you want," He replied, and once they got up to the apartments, he carried her up and through the door and into the elevator, touching the button she told him to and following her instructions to get into her apartment. Once inside, he set her down carefully on the couch, giving her a soft pat on the leg. "Do you have a first aid kit around here?" He asked, setting down his arrows and bow on the opposite seat, knowing that they were safely inside now.

Kora giggled at his answer, her cheeks reddening at the reply he gave her. "Bet Bruce missed me too," She mumbled under her breath, figuring he probably skipped the cave and wet straight to his room after patrolling with Dick. "You have to take me out with you next time so you don't miss out," Kora said, her smile still bright. Her skin tingled where Dick's hand laid on her thighs, and she was momentarily distracted by how big they were in comparison to her legs before she moved her eyes back up to his and spoke again. "Do you wanna go to bed or stay up and watch a movie with me?" She asked.

"Beneath the sink in the bathroom," Lolita told him, relaxing into her couch for just a moment. The softness of it was welcoming to her sore body. She sat herself up straight to pull her shirt off and tossed it to the floor. She's pick that up later. On the left side of her ribs was a pretty nasty bruise, already dark and rough looking and she could see one on her hip from when Boy Wonder hit her that looks like it had hit hard enough to actually break skin. "I'm gonna kick your ass next time, Robin," she muttered under her breath, running a hand back through her hair before deciding to just pull it all up in a bun on top of her head.

"I'll make sure I do - in those shorts I'm sure you'll distract everyone enough so we can take 'em all!" he laughed, leaning back into his seat. "Let's watch a movie, you pick," he told her, patting her thigh. "Just make sure it's not another one of those stupid superhero movies with Captain What's-His-Face. They're so unrealistic," he told her.

Roy followed her instructions and went to the bathroom, finding the first aid kit and returning with it to find Lolly without a shirt and her hair tossed up. He smiled a little at the sight, going over to her and sitting down on the coffee table that was in front of the couch that she was sitting on. He opened it up and gathered a few things, and then leaned forward, waiting for her affirmation before he began to touch her. He methodically began to dab the blood from her skin and clean it with antiseptic, then leaving bandages where they needed to. "You're quite a trooper, darlin'," Roy murmured as he finished up his work on all of her wounds, flashing his eyes to hers with a smile.

Kora giggled at his statement, getting up off of him and offering a hand, pulling him along once he grabbed it to inside of the house and out of the cold bat cave. They went to their little movie room that offered plush couches and a projection screen, and she left him at the couch while she went ahead to pick a movie from their vast selection and pop it into the dvd player. In protest, she had put in Tangled, and plopped down on the couch when the movie began, right next to Dick with a few inches inbetween them.

Lolita gave him a nod as the go ahead to start patching her up when Red returned, taking a seat on her coffee table. Every once in a while he would touch a tender spot and she would inhale quickly, trying to mask her pain. When he finished up, she let out a small, soft sigh of relief. Lolita always hated that part of the night. "Grew up in a rough neighbourhood, kinda learn to suck it up when it's time for first aid," she said, shrugging a little. "Thank you, though, can I get you anything to drink or eat? I have tons of tea, and quite an assortment of candy." She placed her hand on his and smiled, showing her appreciation for helping her patch up. She could have done it herself, but what was the fun in that when there was a super hot superhero around who didn't know that she's Joker's daughter? None. None at all.

Dick grinned, grabbing her hand and following her into the mansion to the movie room. He took his seat on the couch, relaxing into her. He wrapped an arm around her when she sat beside him, only groaning when he noticed that she had put in Tangled. "You know, watching Tangled doesn't help me feel very manly at all," he pointed out, making a face to her as he poked her sides lightly. "Personally, I would have put in Beauty and the Beast. Now, that makes me feel manly."

He smiled at her when she placed her hand on his, his thumb skimming lightly over hers in a small movement that he didn't really think through. "Candy sounds nice, doll. Maybe some booze? Have you got any of that?" Roy asked, his smile turning into a bit of a smirk as he closed the first aid kit and stood up, offering her a hand and helping her up, letting her lean against him a moment as she got her balance.

Kora giggled at his groan, squirming around when he started to poke her in her sides, laugher falling from her lips. "You're totally Flynn Rider though, and I know you like this movie because you always sing during the lantern part, don't think I don't see you," She teased, reaching up to poke back at the silly face he was giving her. "And we can watch Beauty and the Beast tomorrow, but it's my turn tonight because you didn't take me patrolling," Kora said with a pout.

Lolita smirked at his request of booze. "Always, Red, I've always got alcohol," she told him, taking his hand to stand up and stumbling a little. At least he was nice enough to help her regain her balance. Grabbing his hand, she lead him into the kitchen before riffling through her cabinet to pull out her candy. The last one she opened held a few bottles of liquor and wine. "You seem like a whiskey kind of guy," she said, pulling a bottle of that out and one of vodka out for herself - she was more of a vodka girl. They weren't the cheap kind either, good quality liquor was the best kind of liquor. "In the cabinet behind you is glasses, grab two? Do you drink your whiskey with ice or no?" There was no second thought to drinking with her enemy. Hell, there would be no second thought if she would sleep with him. She knew he wasn't playing for the baddies, but he didn't know that she was.

Dick stuttered in reply, shocked, "I-I do not sing along to that!" he crossed his arms, but sighed a moment later, letting his arms fall. "Okay, maybe I do. But I like to think of myself more as Max," he corrected, poking his fingers into her sides more, pretending that he didn't notice her squirming around and laughter. He wanted to hear more of that. It was magical.

Roy followed her into the kitchen, leaning against the counter as he watched her grab the candy and the alcohol, laughing when she suggested that his favorite was whiskey, which he would never turn down if it was offered to him. He followed her instructions and grabbed the glasses, setting them down on the counter for her and humming in response to her next question. "Ice please, doll," He said, grabbing the bottle and looking at it with a whistle. "You have some good stuff," Roy continued, looking over to her with a smirk on his lips.

Kora couldn't stop laughing, and she kept trying to shush him as the movie started. "Stop, Dick! I wanna watch the movie, you poky boy," She said, turning so that her bum was facing him so that she could protect her sides, but also to show off her ass, because she couldn't turn down an opportunity to tease Dick when it was available to her.

Lolita set the bottles down on the counter before grabbing a few pieces of ice out of the freezer and tossing them into a glass before pouring their drinks. "I only drink the good stuff." She opened up a bad of M&M's tossing one at Red, it hit him in the chest before she spoke up, "Alright, loverboy, drink up." She lifted her glass to her lips and took a drink. The harsh taste never bothered her anymore. If anything, she welcomed the burn as the liquor ran down her throat. The finer liquor never ceased to make her feel warm after only a sip.

"Why? Can't concentrate while I'm poking you?" he asked her. "What if Scarecrow or someone started poking you in a battle, what would you -" he trailed off as she turned to show her ass off to him. "Well, that would definitely do the trick. I would do that if I were you." Dick nodded his head in affirmation, only to poke her bum with his finger. "Last time, promise," he grinned.

Roy jolted a bit as the M&M was thrown at him, and he laughed and leaned forward to grab a few to pop into his mouth.Roy watched her as she tipped the glass back to take a drink, following the lovely curve of her milky throat and thinking about how he would love to leave marks on her, turn her into an art piece of purples and blues and reds. He downed the thought with a long drink from his glass, reveling in the warmth that spread through his body as drank. "You wanna play a game? Maybe a card game... Go fish? A little bit of strip poker? I'm good at that one," He said with a smirk, pausing before taking another drink from his glass.

Kora giggled when he trailed off from his sentence, beaming triumphantly at her success of teasing him. "I am doing it to you to make sure that it works. Or maybe you're my mortal enemy! No wonder you're captivated by my ass, who are you really, Dick Grayson?" She exclaimed, quickly rolling off of the couch and crawling away from him, in a poor attempt at trying to run away, before moving behind a table near the wall. She peeked over it, eyes wide as she tried to suppress her giggles.