Harley could hardly recognize herself in this black and white world. Still devoid of her color she decided to make the best of this madness and doll herself up to fit the part.
Sauntering through the gruff crowd like she owned the place she snatched a martini glass off someone's table and took to the stage, fluttering her eyelashes at the crowd and flirting with them silently before speaking loud enough to be heard without a microphone. She never had a problem projecting.
"There's a lot of rough looking boys here in this hole in the wall." She cooed "Strong, sharp features, claws and predatory eyes. You remind me of my Puddin' back home."
The Neemon at the piano began to play a little intro for her while she sauntered over to the edge of the stage a lit a lamp to give her some shadows to play with while she sang.
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Harley could hardly recognize herself in this black and white world. Still devoid of her color she decided to make the best of this madness and doll herself up to fit the part.
Sauntering through the gruff crowd like she owned the place she snatched a martini glass off someone's table and took to the stage, fluttering her eyelashes at the crowd and flirting with them silently before speaking loud enough to be heard without a microphone. She never had a problem projecting.
"There's a lot of rough looking boys here in this hole in the wall." She cooed "Strong, sharp features, claws and predatory eyes. You remind me of my Puddin' back home."
The Neemon at the piano began to play a little intro for her while she sauntered over to the edge of the stage a lit a lamp to give her some shadows to play with while she sang.