𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐲 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐭

"It's never too late for peace."

" I sa-said stop! Pretty please? "

" Sto-Stop! In the name of the law! "

"Is that expression normal anger or specific anger? Can't tell".

But it kills the thought of peace. Peace that you deserve. Too much violence has occurred with you making the wrong choices.

“NO!” Livid with anger he punches him 7ft away through a window making him drop his weapon.

“Oh please Harv…you’re not still mad at me, are you?” She gave him a look of feigned innocence,trying to appeal to the lighter side of him. “Why don’t you flip on it,hm?”

Her eyes lift slowly at the soft metallic click of the coin. “The Titans,” she corrects, voice calm but cool. “And if you’ve heard of us, then you know we’re more than just some ‘teen team.’”

“ Harvey! “ she sang sheepishly as she flashed a big grin. “Can ya tell ya guys we’re pals? We’re old friends right? Right! Call it off.” She knew they were less than friendly all the time, depending on what job she was on, but it was worth a try anyway.

It does not.

“You think he has *that* much malice within him to do such thing?”

“Wouldn’t say that.” He looked at the frightful women. He knew he had to be careful. This guy was definitely crazy. [Don’t tell me he’s gonna flip a coin for her life, knowing my luck I’m obviously gonna get the opposite of my choice.] [Careful Parker, reflexes have limits.]

" 𝗪𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘄𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲, 𝗕𝗿𝘂𝗰𝗲. 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆. "