BrainyGrrrrl
"I can't help it if I'm smart."
Harley threw punches at Batgirl surprisingly getting some in. "Stupid bats!" She was blinded with rage and didn't feel the object pressing against her until it was too late and she flew back, convulstion slightly from the zap.
She took her gun and shoot only inches away from batgirl's head to get her attention. "I don't think batman will be please at the mess you made for him." She said pointing the gun to her head. "I guess batgirl can't handle things on her own after all"
The gunshot was deafening. The gun was so close that Babs could smell the cordite wafting up through the barrel. She calmly raised her hands. She needed to buy a few seconds, wait for the moment when Sinclair let her guard down. "Tell me, Charlize, what's your angle here? You don't owe Harley anything. In fact, the two of you aren't even friends. So, why are you helping her?" All the while, Barb began to move to the woman's right. To what she hoped was her blindspot. Small, imperceptible steps. "You know that she'll turn on you the moment she gets the chance. Harley Quinn's as trustworthy as a rabid hyena."
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