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"Alex!" the blonde rushed at as soon as I entered her cell. She wrapped her limbs around like an octopus, and apparently did not want to let go.
"I'm glad to see you too, Harley. But maybe you should get off ?"
"No! I don't want to," she gave a sharp refusal. "I was finally able to et my wizard again, and I want to enjoy his presence to my heart's content."
"Why do you call a wizard?"
"You used your magic charms to charm a crazy girl like ! And you also deftly pulled off the ring trick at that Penguin club. I still don't understand how you managed it."
Considering the fact that I literally just received the title of "Sage" an hour ago, which in so way makes a wizard out of , her words are actually right at this stage.
"You ca to talk to Ivy again, right?" asked the harlequin, having finally freed from her tight grip.
"True."
"I talked to her the other day. She is still against this whole adventure. The main reason is that she does not trust you. What you tell her is too perfect, which is why she does not believe it." Quinn said about the results of the eting with her green friend. "But it is too early to despair! As a professional psychologist, I can absolutely say that she wants this. She wants to change, to get out of here, to trust soone ... But she is afraid, Alex. She does not dare to take the first step, but she constantly thinks about it to herself. Ivy is at a crossroads, and is in deep thought. We just need to help her a little. Extend your hand," Harley extended her hand to with a wide smile.
"I don't know if I'll be able to break the aura of mistrust that surrounds her, but regardless of the outco, I'm truly grateful to you, Harley," I kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"What kind of chaste kiss is this?" the girl burst out in discontent. "Oh, what has happened to the n of this world, I have to do everything myself!" She resolutely pulled towards her and kissed on the lips. All I could do was close my eyes and go to et her, while hugging her tightly around the waist.
"That's how you should kiss your beloved," the blonde said in a cheerful tone. "And no more awkward misunderstandings!" she scolded .
"A lady's desire is my law," I obeyed such a strong-willed woman.
"Okay," the forr psychologist nodded, pleased with my answer. "We still have ti, don't we? You can et Ivy a little later."
What is she hinting at?
"Lie down on the bed," the clown said, which made instantly nervous. Don't get wrong, I'm not against being with her at all, I just would like it to happen in a more romantic setting. Well, if it really cos down to it, I'm ready to do it in an alley on the street. Thrills and all that... But making love in Arkham, that's too much. No thanks! While I was thinking about how to get out of such a hot situation, Harley had already laid out on the bed.
"So, Mr. Reath, what can you tell about yourself?" the girl asked, sitting down on a chair next to her and crossing her legs. Ohh…what a bumr? Ha-ha, it even beca sohow funny from what I imagined. I glanced at the Joker's forr accomplice. Now she looked like a completely different person, an aura of a serious, collected woman hovered around her.
When I first entered Harley's room, I imdiately took a look at her with my intuition. As I suspected, she too had a bit of Madness, albeit in a milder form than Gotham's insane clown. The youngest of the Eternals could not ignore a person so suitable for her mind-blowing manipulations, like Dr. Quinzel. But she, apparently, is able to cope with her madness,and beco sane. She decides for herself how exactly to behave. And, apparently, she likes the role of a cheerful and crazy clown more than a serious psychologist.
"Doctor, do you want to have a psychotherapy session with ?" I asked, continuing to lie on the bed.
"Are you against it, mister?" She answered the question with a question.
"I just wanted to remind you that you fell in love with your last patient with whom you had your sessions."
"Well, that's the point," the girl giggled. "We need to get to know each other better, and what can contribute to this better than heart-to-heart talks ... So, reveal to your secrets, which you so diligently hid from everyone."
"And what should I tell you?"
"Let's start with your past. What can you tell about it?"
"Nothing, actually ... I don't rember my past," I said, falling into thought.
"Nothing at all?"
"I have only fragnts of mories... Different monts of my life, scattered in the corners of my mory. I rember what I did, what I talked about, what I thought. But where it happened, who exactly I talked to, and what my heavy thoughts led to, I have no idea. I only know who I am now, but who I was... The answer to this question always eludes . Sotis part of my mories return to ."
"And what are they about?"
"Whoever I was in the past, I seem to have been good at drawing. I also played the guitar and the piano. These are very useful skills, but I don't know what prompted to study them. My past life is like a fog," I looked at the ceiling of the cell, as if trying to look through.
"You fenced yourself off from it by saying "past life", does that an you don't want it back at all?" asked Dr. Quinn.
"Why do I need that? The past is already in the past. I just wanted to know about it. It's very uncomfortable to be in constant ignorance."
"But it doesn't bother you at all. And besides, can you guarantee that you'll remain the sa as you are now if you rember your forr self?" she asked a question that stumped for a while.
True, I don't know at all what kind of mories will return to . Will they be happy, or with shades of sadness, bright, or shrouded in darkness. On the one hand, I want to know, I want to rember my life, to find out what it was like in the past, and on the other, I am afraid of what they will bring.
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