his harley quinn [jerome valeska]

V

V - To Stubborn for Your Own Good

"Well, someone had fun last night didn't they," Greenwood's taunting voice cooed, cackling. "I couldn't tell who was louder, you, or your whore of a girlfriend," he laughed.

Jerome just shook his head, grabbing a mug from the counter, he shot a glare at him,"She's not a whore dumbass," he said, clicking a few buckets on the coffee maker.

"Really?" He laughed, shaking his head,"Thought you had a thing against sluts, Mommy's boy."

"I told you she's not a whore," Jerome snapped. He walked toward Greenwood, pushing him with one hand, a finger on his chest,"Now you listen here, that girl is clever, she's smarter and a better murderer then you'll ever be, she's crazy," he grinned widely, his signature look,"She has style, something you need, class, so back off, Greenwood," he pushed him back, hard this time, rolling his eyes with a shit eating grin, as she returned to making his coffee, laughing.

"You argue like high school girls," Curtis rolled her eyes, walking into the kitchen, already dressed, makeup done, ready. Today, she wore latex, black pants, a v-neck deep plum colored shirt that tied in the back of her neck, adored with a leather fringe black jacket, and ankle high wedge biker boots.

"Girlfriend's awake, Valeska," Greenwood laughed.

Jerome shot him a glare, as Curt smirked and leaned against the door frame.

"He never asked me to be his girlfriend, but I would oblige, I'm just waiting," Curtis grinned, looking at the two,"Enough with the chit-chat, Hey Mommy's boy, Boss wants you in his office, now," Curtis smiled, wavering her finger for him to follow her.

Galavan sat at his desk, reading over something as the door clicked open, he glanced up.

Curtis walked in with Jerome, shutting it behind her and locking it, so nobody else, heard them.

"Hiya Boss Man," Jerome grinned, sitting down in front of his desk,"What cha need?"

Curtis stood behind the chair Jerome sat in, watching Theo with a wide grin.

"I have a mission for you two!" Galavan smirked clasping his hands together.

Curtis' grin got wider, if that was even possible, as she leaned against the chair, as if facinated.

"It's secret, only Tabitha, and myself know about it," he chuckled darkly,"and it'll remain that way, unless you want your throat slit, my friend," he shot a glare at Jerome, who was leaning forward eagerly, a secret mission, and he felt like he needed to take charge, Galavan trusted him, he was willing.

"So, what's the mission, get to the juicy part!" Curtis grinned, like she knew about this, which, she did, but, that's besides the point.

Jerome chuckled slightly,"I agree, Theo, I want to know what you have in mind for this secret mission of ours."

Theo put a finger up, to silence them, as he pulled a file out of his cabinet, and tossed it across the desk so it was right in front of them,"Matthew Escabar." He stated, sighing as he crossed his arms. Jerome began to look through the file, which had all information on this man, even his address.

"He's a problem, a threat, ro me, to us, to you both. Get rid if him," Theo said. "By daylight." He added.

Jerome grinned wickedly,"so we're assassin's now huh'?"