Jerome Quinnzel-Valeska and Carlene Quinnzel-Valeska
Location: The Front Gate; The Academy.
Collaboration Post With: @Caits, @Vicier.
Post Featuring: Phoebe Wayne-Isley (@Caits), and Amayia Hel (@Vicier).
Interacting With: Each other, and Bruce Wayne.
Siren’s blazing, the scenery a blur as the car reached high speeds, Jerome spun the wheel, taking a turn violently, cackling as he did so. A quick glance back in the rearview mirror showed him that he hadn’t evaded the cops, and they were still very much on their tail. Which was just the way he liked it. The chaos… the thrill of the chase, of outsmarting the good guys… it was, to Jerome, heaven. He laughed, taking another risky turn, still at high speed.
As he came onto a street that was straight and narrow, ,he charged down it, making others get out his way. Music blaring, windows down, Jerome looked over to his sister, grinning like a maniac, the ever looming Academy coming closer and closer. Not for the first time, Jerome wondered why they were willing going to the school-even the threat of imprisonment wasn’t enough to force Jerome to go, yet he had to admit, it was rather… thrilling to have his wits challenged by The Bat… it would be fun to defy him, to escape the school… and cause as much chaos as possible.
The Academy drew closer, Jerome showed no signs of slowing down.
“Come on, Puddin; you can do it..!” The smirk already playing over her bright red lips twisting into a rather maniacal grin, Carley turned her head, causing her long blonde, blue and pink hair to flick over her shoulders and back as she gave her brother her full attention, the excitement of the chase… the thrill of the sirens…all of it seemed to sparkle ever happily behind her bright blue eyes as she continued to encourage his more than reckless and twisted behaviour- and why wouldn’t she..? This was, after all, what they lived for.
“Do it..!? Run ‘em through..!?” Leaning forward in her seat, her hand shot out, resting against the dashboard as she took the chance to shoot a glance behind them, quickly counting off the number of cop cars that seemed oh so especially intent of ‘escorting’ the both of them to their new school,
“Oh lookie, lookie Puddin..! One piggie, two piggie, three piggie, four..!” Giggling madly as she finished counting off the number of police vehicles, Carley turned her attention back over to her brother, her body leant over in the seat as she moved just that little bit closer to him, her head tilting lightly to the side,
“They throwin’ us a shindig we don’ know about..? Cause I got our party favors sittin’ right here in the back if they want ‘em.” Jerome chuckled madly, still charging wildly ahead,
”And what a party it will be!” he said, taking another corner, seemingly for the hell of it. As the street widened, he seemed to pay not attention to which side of the road he was suppose to be on, weaving about manically.
”Always a blast” he laughed, and then turned wildly again, once more the Academy was in their line of sight.
”Sometimes the fun is in the evading, though! And doing what one least expects!” He said, and seemed to pour on more speed. The car increased its speed, erratically heading towards the Academy, and where he could get some lovely chaotic revenge on batsy, his school and the snivelling students that no doubt went there-little goody two shoes who probably never did one fun thing in their lives.
The charging car seemed set on its course, like a bullet from a gun, an arrow loosed, flying straight, deadly so, towards the Academy, up the hill leading towards its gates, Jerome seemed into on having the most chaotic, flashest entrance to the school as possible.
Turning back around in her seat, Carley once more face front, watching on happily as the large and shiney gates of the Academy loomed closer and closer with their ever increasing speed, the sparkle flashing in her eyes seeming to grow bigger… brighter with each moment that passed them by. This was they lived for- what they
craved for.
When the two of them were together, there was nothing that could stop them..!
“How’s about we get this party started, huh Puddin..?” Shooting a hand back behind her, Carley fumbled around inside one of the many bags in the backseat, eventually growing frustrated enough to turn around completely in her seat, her knees resting on the cushion and body bending over the center console and into the back as she delved further into the bag, digging around and tossing aside everything in her search for what it was she was actually looking for,
“Hm… acid flowers; no… playing cards- ooo, still sharp..! My daddy Jay doll..! Oh..! So that’s where he went to… heheh..!” As the car continued to get closer and closer to the gates, Jerome seemed to increase the speed of the car, his foot pressing down the pedal until it wouldn’t move anymore.
”Gotta show ‘em that we will never be tamed!” he agreed, and so saying he drove the car right through the gates, smashing them open, he was mildly annoyed that the security he had heard about, increased recently, appeared to be… nothing.
This thought entered his mind, and he growled, slamming on the break’s, the car coming to an abrupt stop, Angry, Jerome aggressively opened his door, police forgotten, he seemed to not even hear their sirens anymore.
”Damn it, Bat, you ruin all our fun!” he shouted, not seeming to even notice the two girls he had very nearly run over.
“Puddin..! No..!” Her head snapping around the moment she heard the sound of the breaks, Carley lifted her arms up, shielding her face as best as she possibly could as her body was thrown forward, her screams added to only by the sound of glass shattering as she hit the windshield, going through it as she was tossed from the car, her body rolling over the ground before eventually, she came to a stop face down in the dirt.
Phoebe watched the girl in tribal paint approach, and kept her expression blank when the first thing she said seemed to be… derogatory.
”Well, I don’t know about a party, but I am here to welcome you. Given that you are here two days after the semester started” She said, but then seemed to frown as a vehicle going high speeds approached the gates, going right through them. She acted without thinking, closing the distance and grabbing the girl, she got them both out of the way of the oncoming onslaught.
Her luggage falling to the ground with a thud, Amayia lost concentration the very moment that the red-headed mortal laid hand upon her, causing her eyes to widen and her mouth to open as though she were about to say something in anger, though before she could the sound of metal clashing against metal resonated around the area, catching her ear and forcing her to look over in the direction of the commotion with obvious cautiousness flickering across the surface of her dark eyes, her words (though spoken aloud) only spoken loud enough for the mortal beside her to hear,
“What-... what is this..? Some large metal beast..?” Phoebe glanced to Amayia, frowning slightly,
”No, it’s a car. It’s how people get around” It seemed entirely plausible that this girl was from somewhere other than earth, so perhaps it wasn’t so weird that she didn’t know what a car was.
”I’m guessing you aren’t from around here” She said, falling silent at her father’s voice.
“You’re not here for fun” Bruce Wayne said as he came on the scene, warned well in advance by the police of their approach, as well as his own security system. He stopped just before Carley, glancing down at her, he didn’t make the mistake of crouching down, and seeing if she was okay. He well knew the resilience the twins had probably inherited from their parents. And despite the fact that he wanted to make sure Phoebe, and the other new student were alright, Bruce didn’t take his eyes off either twin.
“This is a school, and your punishment for your… criminal behavior.” Phoebe looked towards her father, curious. He seemed to know the duo, and the fact that they had a criminal past… why were they here then? She wanted to speak up, to ask, but sensed that for now, that wouldn’t be welcomed. Still… if he was here, it had to be something serious, didn’t it? She looked to the dou, frowning as she tried to figure out what was going on.
Bruce was no fool. Already, security was being reinstated, the gates closing off their own accord, and he hadn’t come alone. These two were wild cards, and for a time he wondered about the sensibility of bringing them into the school. In the end, it hadn’t been a choice. He wanted them where he could keep an eye on them, and Arkham Asylum had proven vulnerable to their family. He wouldn’t make the mistake of giving these two an easy escape.
Jerome glared at the bat, and if looks could kill, his sure as hell would have.
”You can’t keep us here forever Batsy” He said, his hands curling into fists, he wanted to attack, but… the bat probably wouldn’t be adverse to using Carley against him. The car still running behind him, Jerome stepped forward, towards his sister.
”We will escape. I wonder if you will be a challenge, Batsy” he said, musingly as if he wasn’t even talking to Bruce,
”Come now, Carley, that isn’t where you belong!” Her gentle features scrunching up in slight pain, Carley began to move, her body turning over the ground until she was lain on her back, the sound of her infectious laughter filling the air for a few moments before she reached out, using her brother’s hand to help her back up to her feet, her hand twisting and her fingers entwining with his as she pressed herself closer to him, hugging his arm tight against her body as she continued to recover from her most recent of blows, the grin once more returning to her lips,
“Heheh..! Here I am, Puddin..!” Taking a few moments longer to make sure that she was, indeed, recovered enough, she turned her head, her bright blue eyes sparkling slightly with excitement as she took in man standing before them, her head tilting lightly to the side as she continued to act all cute and innocent, brushing off everything that the bat had been saying to them not moments beforehand,
“Batsy, batsy, batsy..! Did ya miss us..? Mummy and daddy Jay say heya, by the way….” Phoebe seemed to hesitate a moment, the “batsy” and “jay” helping her piece together just who these two were… and who their parents were. It seemed absolutely far-fetched that Harley Quinn and the Joker could have kept kids alive, let alone have them here… but she supposed that was true of all the supers.. Still, she thought that this might just be an interesting year, coming up with these two….
Jerome shifted, making sure that Carley wasn’t near the bat-after all, if anything happened to her, he’d be alone. And Jerome didn’t want that, ever. He glared at the Bat, rather tempted to take him down now. Yet no doubt the Old Bat would be prepared for that… he’d have to get crafty….
”Sweep off to your cave, Batsy! We can find our own way… and make things… exciting!” he cackled, starting past Bruce, without a care in the world.
He stopped, turning back towards the car,
”Silly me, almost forgot our toys!” He said, shaking his head at his own forgetfulness, he leaned into the still running car, which gave a rattle, ignored by Jerome. He pulled out a few things, muttering to himself.
”Bat… hammer… gun… “ he lifted the items out the car, glancing about, grabbing his case that held various chemicals,
”Something else… where’s my gun? Trying to escape, is it?” Finding the gun, Jerome tucked it away, and then reached for the doll,
”And Daddy Jay” He said cheerfully, turning to Carley.
“Daddy Jay..!” Squealing happily at the sight of her doll, Carley quickly ran over to her brother’s side, reaching out to take it from him before hugging it close against her chest, her body swinging lightly from side to side as she cuddled it like a child would it’s teddy bear,
“There ya are..! Thought ya’d run away, huh..?” Giggling madly once more as she continued to hug her daddy Jay, she glanced back up at Jerome, giving him a bright and happy smile before she reached out once more, this time taking both her gun, being sure to slip it into the back of her booty shorts before eventually she took the rest of her things from him, doing what she could to juggle the bat, the hammer and her doll in her arms as she waited for him to tell her what it was they were going to do next, a slight pout making its way onto her lips,
“..Puddin, I’m bored… is it time for fun yet..?” Bruce watched the duo, carefully-while he knew that they couldn’t get out, he wasn’t about to leave them in the vicinity of his daughter, and a student who hadn’t even been through the orientation process. He stood silently, watching as they gathered their things, and sighing as both seemed to ignore the still running car-what else did he expect though?
”Not unless you consider Orientation fun, Carley” He said, his tone neutral.
“It’s going to be fun for me, however” He said, turning to Phoebe and… Amayia, he recalled.
“You’ll need to register for classes, and receive your dorm room number, the process may take some time, I apologise” He said, glancing back to the twins,
“Especially with them” Hugging her things closer against her chest, Carley pulled away from her brother’s side, a slight skip in her step as she made her way over to where Bruce was standing, her body brushing against his own as she leant into him, a slight pout crossing over her lips as she once again tilted her head to the side, her gaze holding the playful glint to them that she was known for,
“Nawwe, Batsy… why ya gotta be so mean..?” As Carley approached him, Bruce crossed his arms, before sighing, and stepped back,
“Because this is my school, and I have a few suitable punishments in mind, if you two insist on causing a muck” He said simply, shaking his head.
“There is nothing you can pull that will surprise me” He said.
Phoebe watched the scene play out, glancing to her father when he told her what she already knew she had to do for Amayia, but she figured he had a reason for doing so. Perhaps… he’d always been obsessed about her safety… it was why she had grown up in an orphanage, not knowing who her mother or father were. Still, as the girl approached her father, it took some immense will power not to do anything. Her hands however did curl into fists.
Jerome watched as Carley approached the Bat, reaching out as if to stop her, before letting his hand fall back. She had her bat. Maybe she could bat the Bat. He chuckled at that thought, before laughing maniacally,
”oh, Bat, you should never issue a challenge like that!” he said, laughing still.
”Carley, come back before you get all Batty” “..hm..?” Her head shooting around at the sound of her name being called out, Carley blinked a couple of times at her brother’s request before fulfilling it, the skip once more returning to her step as she hurried back to his side where she belonged, a rather crazed giggle slipping out through her bright red lips as she did so,
“Ooo, is it time for fireworks yet, Puddin..? Can we..? Can we..? Oh pretty, pretty please..?” Jerome chuckled, digging his hands into his pockets,
”Why, of course! Let’s make a bang that will make all these mundanes quiver in their boots!” he said, throwing back his head and laughing, in a way that let everyone know he wasn’t at all sane..
”Lets just…. Ah, there it is!” He said, pulling out a detonator, he pressed down on it without any qualms, never stopping to think about it.
And behind them, the car went up in an explosion.
Bruce acted quickly, moving to put himself between the girls, and the blast, he placed his back to the blast. When it became clear that the blast wasn’t large, he stood from the slight crouch, he checked still to make sure Phoebe was okay, before turning back towards the Twins,
”If you two are finished with that display, you best get moving” As the car was blown up, Phoebe acted once more on instinct, she began to weave a wall from plants, turning slightly away, she looking up as her father protected them…. She couldn’t help a smile crossing her face. She couldn’t help the childlike happiness that flitted through her. She couldn’t help it.
Looking over to Amayia she said softly,
”Well, this is more of a…. Clash then a welcome, but it still stands. Welcome to the Academy” 
