The newly formed team talked to each other by bouncing ideas off of each other, but Harley was more concerned about what the team should be called.
"I think we should really have a name! It would really boost morale!"
"I think it would only boost your morale," Pamela said.
"That's what I said!" Harley beamed which resulted in Pamela rolling her eyes and flash a half-smile. "Now, I was thinking...The Doom Bringers! No, wait...Death Crew...Oh! Super Human Killer Team Hyper Force Go!"
"I like that last one." Ethan chuckled for the first time in front of them and they quickly committed it to memory.
"Really?-"
"We are not calling ourselves that. Especially when you ripped most of it from a cartoon show." Pamela frowned.
"Aw...You're no fun, Pammy. I think Super Human Killer Team Hyper Force Go would be great! Even Puddin thinks so~" Harley said as she leaned over in the villainess lap like a kitten.
"Grrr...Get off of me." She groaned, pushing her away.
"Puddin!" Harley pouted as went to cuddle with Ethan again. "Pammy is being so mean!"
"Why you-" Pamela immediately closed her mouth as she caught a glimpse of Ethan's eyes as they stared into hers. She could see that he was enjoying this, and underneath that, she could tell that he wanted 'it'
.
"Hah...~" Remembering what happened last night sent shivers through her spine and then she too wanted 'it'.
"I have a good name I think," Ethan said, turning to Harley.
"What is it? Tell me!" The blonde said, shaking his arm.
"Jester."
"Huh? Why is that?..." Harley frown a bit. "Did you get that from me?"
"Yeah...Jester or a fool that entertained people. But did you that they would sometimes be on the battlefield? They would. taunt armies into attacking them to break off their formation for their allies to pick the rest off. People would think that they are either stupid or insane, but they are one of the bravest people around and even some were incredibly intelligent. " Ethan replied with a smile.
"Wow...That's...one of the nicest things someone has ever said about me..in a long time." Harley said, drawing her face close to his, puckering her lips, preparing to kiss him.
However, she was stopped by his hand.
"I see~ Playing so hard to get! Come here let me kiss you!"
"No."
"Come oon!~ I know you wanna!"
"No."
"Just a smidge?"
"...."
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And so their team name was decided to be Jester, and with that out of the way they started to talk about who to would be easy to rob.
"There's a lot of them, but ones that will have tons of money? That's too few and far between, " Pamela said.
"Hmm you're right...this is too hard we should just rob a bank. It would be easier." Harley sighed, twirling a strand of her hair with her finger.
"Yeah it would be easier...but It's not what I want." Ethan solemnly said as he stood up from the couch.
"Then who do you think?" Pamela asked.
"Hmm...how about we take a trip to a club?" Ethan said.
"To get drinks?" Harley said, perking up quite a bit.
"We could get some." He answered.
"Yay!" The blonde cheered as she's been dying for something to drink.
'Maybe then I'll have my chance if I could get him drunk! And then...And then! He'll be mine whether he likes it or not~ Ah why couldn't I fall in love with a regular guy. I would have broken his kneecaps already. Hehehe~' The villainess then got up, giggling to herself as she skipped to her room, shutting the door behind her.
"Wait...what club?"
"The Iceberg lounge.."
"The ice-Penguin?! How are you even going to get close to him?"
"I could just go and make a scene, but I need to do this as quietly as possible. And for that, I have a plan, but I need your help especially."
"M-me?" Pamela blinked and asked to which Ethan nodded. "What do I need to do?"
'Tydris how do I do it?' Ethan mentally asked.
("So you're serious huh?" The spell will only last about an hour at best. Are you sure you want to do this?") Tydris replied.
'I'm sure.'
"Pamela?"
"Yes?"
"Do you believe in magic?"
"Hmm...I can't say that I really do. I'm more a woman of science and logic. Although...sometimes I feel this type of energy swirling around me...it's even more prevalent now...do my powers really just come from a toxic concoction? I'm not even sure anymore..." Pamela muttered, looking down at her hands.
"All I wanted was to stop mankind from destroying the plant life on Earth...I've killed many people in the past to realize this goal...it was as if someone was whispering in my ear to do those things and I happily obliged. But after last night. I can't hear them anymore..." The villainess continued as she stood up and walked over to Ethan.
"It feels like I can control the source of the voices. I feel like I can become even stronger than I am now... But, I no longer feel the need to realize that goal. It feels like the only thing that matters..is you..y-you won't toss me away...would you? After...I help you?.." She shuddered, remembering a bad memory as she hesitatingly reached for his hand.
Ethan suddenly grabbed her hand, pulling her close as she gasped from the sudden movement. "It may be an accident of what happened...and I'm not completely sure how this relationship would move forward, but I already decided. You are mine...I'll drag you along with me no matter where I go."
"Ah..." Her eyes quickly became misty, intertwining her fingers with his as she initiated a kiss with him.
"I'm happy..."
As the two became lost in their own world, only Myra was able to notice the sound of a door closing again.
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It took a few hours for Ethan to learn the spell from Tydris and teach it to Pamela as it seemed as if they had to invoke it at the same time. Partly the reason why Ethan could use the spell is that when dragons make a mate they inject their essence into their mate to make the brand.
The brand does more than just connect the two as it allows the mate to have another source of Dragonic essence. However, if its someone other than a dragon then it allows them to practice the ways of the dragon.
The brand's essence isn't as potent as the essence from a dragon's heart, and they are unable to use things such as breath attacks and summoning dragon guards. But it does allow them to use spells.
Eventually, day turns into night time, and everyone was dressed up nicely for their trip to the Iceberg Lounge which was owned by the Penguin. He'd use it as a shield to cover up for the illegal dealings of items and information that go through there.
So, that means that a lot of money should go through there.
If things go bad then he's confident he could just overwhelm them, but he didn't want to draw a lot of attention because Batman and his associates may be snooping around.
'But hmm...why is it quiet? Harley would usually be talking nonstop right now? She. was so excited to get drinks.'
"Harley?"
"Don't talk to me or I shove this bat down your throat and choke you to death. Let's just get this job done. It's on your ass if things go south." Harley said with a scowl.
"Ok...? Let's go make some money."