Ace was pretty sure that Harley was doing something majorly cool by handing over her popgun. She didn’t seem the type to let just anyone handle her stuff. She must have really impressed the queen with the nitro9 canister. That gave the young British woman a big boost to her ego.
Which the Doctor always said was a bad thing.
“Too sweet,” Ace exclaimed as she carefully took the popgun from Harley. She was glad she had made a few more test canisters for the queen. “Thanks.”
She sighted down the barrel, trying to find a decent target. She wanted to blow up something as cool as the tree that Harley had shot. She wondered if the queen would get too mad if she blew one of the walls out of the castle. Probably make her really mad. Ace decided to find another target. But before she could change her focus, she spotted something else that Harley might not se all that happy about.
“Oi, your majesty. There’s some bilge bag taking a whiz on your castle.” That guy was either totally drunk off his ass or he had a wicked set of ball on him. It really took guts to pee on someone'’ castle, especially when there were people around who could see you. “You want me to fire this shot near him and scare the piss out of him? If he has any left.”