Karma was a real bitch an had that sneaky way up slipping up behind an biting you in the ass!.If Harley had known that Ash would be waiting over near the home she happily shared with her Kadra then she wouldn't have bothered to go home at all well at least until the wolf got tired an left. But now here she was cuffed an held prisoner by the big bad wolf ,damn an here she was playing little red riding hood who had easily fell into his trap. It was hard to say for sure what she was being arrested for since as of lately she had taken to doing a multiple of bad things. Ranging from kill to stealing an if he had cuffs on her that had meant one of two things. He either had prints on something or some one had seen the mess, her head tilted to the side as she sat rather quietly in the back of that pretty car of Ash's carefully rolling around the ideas in her head of what she was going to do an how the fuck he had got her?. Hmmm, well the cab driver there was really "NO" way anyone could have seen her in that car with him but there was the woman on the street with that tasty little cheese puff of a dog. An she had taken her out near the side of that building? What was it called... oh yess "Hookah" . Head fell back along the seat as dark coals took to staring along the interior an then she would curse out loud for him to hear.
"Fuck"
She now had a feeling that the place had to of been littered with some sort of cameras an if so that could prove to be very bad for the red headed boa. Damn how would she get out of this little pickle?, hopefully the kadra wouldn't be to pissed then again she may very well be. Though perhaps the thought of her coming down to the station to inquire about Harley would let the cobra have another chance meeting with Ashy there. She moved trying to turn a bit in the back seat but that only helped to aid in the cuffs biting harder into the pale skin of her wrists an she was OH SO half tempted to kick out at the back of the mother fuckers seat. Head pounded an it was due more to the fact that the wound to the side of her head still hurt an by now she would need to change the bandage. One thing was for sure if they found her guilty of these murders then would more then likely sentence her to death an she'd be damned if she let them kill her even if it meant killing herself to deny them that pleasure, or taking it further an dealing a whole lot of shit that involved hidden agendas that were darker then even imagined by the mind. Damn this was gonna hurt she leaned in a angel that had her left shoulder pointed toward the door an with out a pause for thought she slammed it against the door allowing shoulder a punch which followed by a pop, teeth met with that full lower lip as she succeeded in dislocating that shoulder then sitting along the hand of that dislocated shoulder she pressed down an with a silent count pulled up popping the joint of her wrist an then easily pulling it from the cuffs. A sigh of relief when she brought both hands up to rest along the top of her lap.
Hand that took to the other hand an with a push she popped that joint back in. Why did she do this? not because she had hope of escaping but just to be a bitch. The still chained wrist rose up taking that cigar an placing it back in her mouth, hell it had been amazing the way she had gripped it to her mouth when Ash tossed her into the car. Hand then moved up to where she had had that top hat on to push slender digits through red locks an after fishing for a minute or two she pulled a pack of matches out that had been placed there with a hair pin. The hair pin was then pressed back into that mess of fire for later use unless the Ulfric took to discovering it later. A match was run up along side the door until it kissed with fire an then she brought that beautiful spark to her cigar. A quick inhale an exhale before she spoke out to her captor.
" So when do I get that one phone call you owe me?, before or after questioning?".