Gabe Novak is "Joe King" (likegravity) wrote in musingslogs, @ 2010-11-23 12:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | harley quinn, joker |
Who: ‘Joe’ and Angel
What: Bumping into.
Where: Grocery store near Hamartia
When: This afternoon.
Warnings: We’ll see.
The Joker was fond of practicality. There were simple rules of life he followed for the sake of making life easier – even as he encouraged chaos and demanded others break rules, there were some he unconsciously followed. When possible, you travelled the shortest distance between two points. You washed your hands after sneezing into them. You bought the cheapest item that presented itself before you. Grocery shopping over in the Rainier Valley, rather than by the Bathos was just logical. He didn’t feel like wasting cash on matters like this – not when it was needed for bigger plans. Feeding, clothing, and housing himself was taken from larger accounts, funding all of his actions. A necessary expense, but it didn’t mean being foolish.
He grabbed a cart, walking the aisle with little care, merely going through his mental list. Basics. At this side of the town, his scars only caused a slight brow raise. Enough gang activity occurred here for it to be uncommon rather than unusual. If people recognized him, as Joseph King from Bathos – well, he was in this side of town. He had his excuses. And besides, the only people he knew truly well were his siblings: and they wouldn’t question his business. Not if they knew what they were doing.
As it was, when he turned down an aisle searching for coffee beans (a crime in this city, but he preferred a brand from the East Coast) he didn’t expect to notice the blonde there. He paused for a moment, debating dodging Angel – he remembered the conversation with LW well enough. Avoiding her now would only be more suspicious, especially with the likelihood that she’d spot him. Fucking normality. He put on a casual smile, reached for a bag of beans and called down her way, “How goes being swept off your feet?”