Jealous, Flag? || Rick Flag - DISCONTINED‼️

• golden eyes

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   "I'm Harley Quinn," said the girl parked beside me. She had two low pigtails in her white-blonde hair. One side had faded blue at the ends, and the other had a fading pink the colour of cotton candy. She had a couple small face tattoos and very pale skin. She was slim and was probably about five foot six.

   "Gwen Bloom. Er.. Sweet Tooth," I reply, turning my head as much as I could to look at her. "Nice to meet you."

   "Nice to meet ya too, Hon." After a long pause she added, 'Ya know what they say? They say you're more skilled in battle than I am. That's pretty impressive.'

   "Oh. Well, I've never seen you in a fight before, so I wouldn't know for myself," I say, shifting my eyes back to the large crocodile man across from me. I didn't want to stare, but it was the only place I could really look. I overheard some people talking, and they mentioned that he's eaten multiple prison guards back at Belle Reve. Many people before that, too. I chose not to believe everything I heard a long time ago, but this did seem pretty believeable. I wouldn't say anything about it, of course. I decided that I would just try and keep my distance.

   The rest of the helicopter ride was alright. I talked with Harley a bit more and we both agreed that we would be good friends. Having Harley now, it made me think of Rich. What was he doing without me? Talking with himself? I just hoped that he would be alright.

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   The ramp lowered and someone I didn't know wheeled me off the helicopter. I could see smoke clouds rising from buildings. The air choked me up a little because it was so smoky and gray. People rushed around with backpacks, pets, their children. So many children. Kids were crying left and right, wondering why they had to leave their houses and things behind. Some adults crouched down, talking to the youth, but most were holding their kids hand, speed-walking to planes, buses and helicopters scattered around. There were people in the infirmary section getting tended to. They had oxygen masks on, and most of them looked either unconcious or dead.

   "The fuck is going on around here?" I whisper to myself under my breath. Hopefully, I would find out sooner than later. Obviously they were evacuating, but why? Some batshit crazy planted a bomb under the city? Wouldn't be the first time.

   I was pushed to an opening with tents, crates, and military people bustling around. With Harley now to my left and the Hitman to my right, I we made conversation quickly. I mean, there was dark gray smog rising into the sky and everyone in the entire city was evacuating. So, of course we had things to talk about.

   "What the hell is going on?" Deadshot asks.

   "I don't know, but I have a feeling while everyone is being evacuated, we're going to be heading into the city, cus' why wouldn't we?" I reply. It was the truth! It makes sense that they would send us in here.

   Just then, a man followed by a few others walked over to us. "Alpha, Bravo Team! On me!" I liked a man who gave orders. He stood there, looking at us one at a time. When we made eye contact, I smiled a friendly yet seductive grin. He just looked at me with a straight face. If I'm being honest, he was very attractive. His golden brown eyes were pretty, even if they were hiding behind a scowl. He had a light beard and a mustdasche that really complimented his vibe. He looked to be about 6'1, maybe 6'2.
He stood in front of us, arms crossed.

   "Unlock em'." He said quietly, nodding towards some people behind us.

   A few people came over and released our restraints. We all stood up and stretched, having been in the same position for so long.